Sometimes the nights seem dark and cold
Shadows threaten both young and old
The winds do play beneath the eaves
They swoosh the ground and lift the leaves.
While in the heavens stars implode
Our world is waiting to explode
The signs are there for all to see
This is no secret mystery.
We can’t receive some magic pass
Like Alice through the Looking Glass
But rather face reality
Where God alone holds the brass key !
Some paths I know are travel worn
Like roses burdened by much thorn
With fallen limbs along the ground
And shattered hopes scattered around.
The road it twists and turns about
It’s full of fear, consuming doubt
But life has always been this way
Sustaining us from day to day.
It’s two steps forward, one step back
Defend your dreams, repel attack
And keep your eye upon the goal
Pray God will guide your heart and soul !
There was a time quite long ago
When I was on a trip, you know
I’m sure it was in Ireland
I saw a gypsy caravan.
It filled a field of great expanse
I stared in awe at happenstance
The travelers were busy there
With tables, chairs and kitchenware.
Each one about seemed occupied
Their washlines full of laundry dried
As children and their pets ran free
Some tended horses I could see.
They gathered wood and were intent
Preparing for some big event
I only saw them that one day
When I returned they’d gone away.
I’ve often thought of their abode
And wondered why they chose the road
To have no base to call their home
And for their lives forever roam !
I have small fears I must confess
With smaller issues to redress
I’ve reached that time of laissez-faire
The world seems wrapt in dark despair,
But who am I, what can I do
Except to turn my heart to You.
From that high perch up in the sky
I beg our Lord this last reply
All judgement lies in Your domain
Pray let the response be humane !
Claire V. Bogdanos 