I hear their voices calling me
Out of a past that used to be
So long ago and faraway
That unspeakable yesterday.
I was quite young how could I know
I lost my childhood quickly though
The words I heard, I can’t forget
At times I’m sure they echo yet
And temper all my actions still
I am convinced they always will !
The sun shines bright, we’re on our way
To praise our Lord on His birthday
No matter when that day may be
We’re joyful that we still are free
To pick or choose the manner of
The way we opt to show our love.
We thank You God for Your great gift
And how You give our lives a lift
Whatever happens in our ranks
We proffer You our grateful thanks !
I’m sure we have heroes everywhere
Even if we do not know their names
We’re so positive that they do care
Always ready to preserve our aims.
They have faith and heart and courage too
Belief in all of our true ideals
No matter what others say or do
These are passions that a hero feels !
I find myself so very sad
O’er deeds that seem to be quite mad
This world appears so upside down
With too much hatred to be found.
I fear it’s the beginning of
Great loss of faith, kindness and love
A time when peace is known no more
As Satan’s angels go to war.
Oh woe to man and earth below
For all who come as we’ll soon know
Those days that we’ve been expecting
No margins left for correcting,
Oh gracious Lord, please help us now
To evil’s will we cannot bow !
Her eyes so sad, her smile so sweet
She stood there staring at her feet
This tiny child so motionless,
I had to pause, I must confess.
She didn’t speak, no not a word
I wondered if she even heard
I thought she must be in distress
So silent in her wornout dress.
Too many children are alone
Neglected, lost, left on their own
I beg you God forget them not
You are the only hope they’ve got !
Oh Santa Claus where have you been
What kind of trouble are you in,
Is there some problem with your sleigh
Can you make it through Christmas Day ?
Are all the reindeer out on strike
Perhaps you’ll have to rent a bike,
I know that “warming” is the trend
Do you believe snow storms will end ?
It kinda makes me feel so bad
I’m losing all those dreams I had
I love the snow, please make it stay
Save “warming” for some other day !
I look outside, what do I see
A darkened sky that threatens me
An empty street that’s void of life
No sign of commerce, trade or strife.
I’m grateful for my quiet space
Right now I need a resting place
When will all of this chaos end
I sure could use a real good friend !
Claire V. Bogdanos 