On a summer eve you can see heat rise
It shimmers and floats there before your eyes
The steaming waves seem to reach for the skies
Before morning dew greets the fog’s demise !
On a summer eve you can see heat rise
It shimmers and floats there before your eyes
The steaming waves seem to reach for the skies
Before morning dew greets the fog’s demise !
I have seen from the top of the mountains
Into the depths of each valley below
The lush beauty that covers our woodlands
As ocean to ocean great rivers flow !
This life is mine, from my God a gift
With a book of rules, I’m set adrift
And I must learn long before I die
Which rules I shall observe or defy.
Our God is kind, loving and giving
He requires prayer to earn forgiving
For in the end when there’s no strength left
Who is there to blame for our life’s theft ?
We own the clock in this human race
But none knows where is the other place
So I’ll wait in line with all the rest
To say my prayers and to give my best !
Here’s to the Statue of Liberty
And to this place called land of the free
Despite the crack in Liberty’s bell,
Honor the tale historians tell
Of Revere and his steed’s late night ride
Through this great land of the Pilgrim’s pride,
To patriots who fought in the wars
And gave their lives for this country’s cause
To the young, the feeble and the old
The quick and dead, the brave and the bold
And to our Lord who resides above
For His constant care, enduring love !
This beauty that is God’s to share
Displayed to us from everywhere
Shines brightly like a diadem
Its brilliance sparkly as a gem
For all to see and know who’s king
Of earth and air and everything !
I think I have become too old to be
A Disney fan or Star Trekkie
I much prefer the music of
The B G’s or Burt Bacharach’s stuff.
There is no jewelry that I wear
I’ve no desire to color my hair
In the heat or cold, I shun a hat
I guess I’m boring, I can see that.
I’m afraid my books do cover all
The tables, chairs and bench in the hall
I’d rather read than watch the T V
My favorite is B – I – B – L – E !
Patriotism is never out of style for me
This is my life, my nature, my identity !
I’ve often thought that people care
Too much about the clothes they wear
And worry over foolish things
Like perfume, body art and rings
While others take great time to choose
Whose signature is on their shoes.
Now when it comes to pick a car
Some folks take things a bit too far
A car’s a chassis on four wheels
In custom color that appeals
It takes us where we want to go
And really must not steal the show.
Tis better far that we agree
The gifts of God to all are free
It matters not how we are clad
But if our hearts are just and glad
To know at last each choice we make
Will please our God is no mistake !
At times I think I’m petrified
My arms all limp, my legs seem tied
I cannot move, I feel like stone
How shall I manage all alone ?
But who’s alone, we live with hope
And learn to seek God’s broader scope
For He is present every hour
And shares with us His awesome power !