Little children small and tall
Our dear Lord does love them all
Babies in their tiny beds
With pleasant dreams in their heads.
Laughing tots play in the park
Scooting home before the dark
How I wish that I could be
Much like them trusting and free !
THE PATCHWORK QUILT ( 2015 ) 2015/03/03
There is a quilt upon my bed
With snippets of the life I’ve led
It’s made of patches bright and bold
And meant to save me from the cold.
This quilt has kept me warm for years
It’s shared my dreams, my hopes, my fears
And every piece of fabric sewn
Does have a story of its own !
Blind-stitched it is and all by me
Each patch contains a memory
My hands are old and gnarled a bit
Still they have shaped each square to fit.
I wish these rules would all apply
To life we know before we die
With needle, thread and sharpened shears
We’d patch the world and scrap our tears !
THE ROAD ( 2015 ) 2015/03/02
This road that I have chosen is lonely cold and dark
The path that I now follow is truly bare and stark
There’s no other option either here or on the way
Once the journey has begun the rule is you must stay.
It’s taken up too much time this is my foolish choice
Lord, I beg You walk with me I know You’ve heard my voice
I’ve made my share of errors I’m sure You’ve watched me fall
I ask for Your forgiveness I’ve been ashamed to call.
But that’s all over now I cannot change what is done
I simply need to finish this task I have begun !
BIT BY BIT ( 2015 ) 2015/03/01
I keep myself so busy
There is always work to do
Sometimes I feel so dizzy
That I take a break or two.
My life is full of meaning
And I pray it stays this way
With God to do the gleaning
There is faith in every day !
Claire V. Bogdanos 