Dear Lord, I’m glad that you are there
To hear my ever constant prayer
My mother told me long ago
That when I asked, take care to know
Because You answer each request
With what You deem to be the best
The answer will be “yes” or “no”,
“Wait for a little while or so”
“Or give us something else instead”
That covers everything she said !
AMEN !
Some days the sun plays peek-a-boo with me
In and out, house to house, or tree to tree
Just when I think the sun is here to stay
How odd, that’s when it seems to slip away
Or hides behind a patch of clouds up high
Like some huge colony there in the sky.
I wonder how the clouds so quickly glide
And what I’d see if I could be inside
There are so many questions left to ask
It has become a never ending task !
From my front window I can see
The most exciting industry
All of God’s creatures hard at work
With not a single one who’ll shirk
How marvelous that it must be
Assured our God provides for thee.
Tis true that neither you nor I
Have the ability to fly
But we are charged by destiny
To help His creatures remain free
This has been so since ages past
Let’s help the system work to last !
Each day I rise with great surprise
To find the world before my eyes
I thank the Lord that I’m alive
And query how I still survive !
I’ve lived this life a long, long time
Indeed it’s been a tedious climb
At times I’ve thought I can’t go on
But rules are what life’s based upon !
Forgive me Lord for doubting You
What e’er You’ve taught, it is all true
I’ll carry on, I promise this
And know that life is not all bliss !
I’ve trod the road uncounted miles
And shed more than a million tears
While time evoked a thousand smiles
As life revealed a hundred fears.
I cannot know the why of it
From each angle life has displayed
I only know I hope to fit
Before all of my cards are played !
How I’d like to think we’re all the same
That we all possess the selfsame aim
That our instincts tell us what’s correct
And the principles we must expect,
That we live our lives in manner strong
In a place in which respect belongs,
That we honor truth and liberty
In a world wherein all men are free !
I had an uncle, sweet as he could be
My dad made him the guardian of me
He’d been a fighter in the first Great War
There in the trenches on a foreign shore
Heroic Marine in the fields of France
Who was mustard-gassed while on an advance.
He was a man possessed of great intent
Disposed to say precisely what he meant
I’ll ne’er forget him or the love he gave
Values he taught me I’ll take to the grave
I wonder now if he happens to be
A soldier in God’s heavenly army !
TO MY DEAR GODFATHER, DESIRE F. VOINIER .
There is a sound that fills the air
It seems to well from everywhere
And floods the skies with sweet surprise,
Assails the heart with joyous sighs.
Oh, what great hope new seasons bring
Anticipating everything
The lure and charm of “everydays”
That daily sing of God in praise,
The warmth and kindness and the love
Now emanates from God above !
The dawn’s slow rolling o’er the hill
The air is tense, silent and still
This scene is quiet, fast asleep
While we’ve this mission we need keep
The world about is tossed amiss
And chaos rules instead of bliss
When will this peace we’re searching for
Arrive at last at our front door ?
Oh what a joy if I could be
Freed from my disability
To stand and walk upon my own
A dream to me till now unknown
How long, dear Lord, shall I exist
Amidst this pain that does persist ?
I grow so tired of being strong
And for some peace I ever long
I am content and know my place
Expecting soon one last embrace
Forgive me Lord, tis true You’ll see
What e’er will be, it’s fine with me !
This is my home, my place of birth
The dearest spot to me on earth
Because it’s where my life did start,
I learned to love and use my heart.
For every moment of each day
When I was taught to speak and pray
This is the place I shall recall
That still remains the best of all.
A gentle touch, a tender hug
A handshake or a kindly tug
Are ways we show how much we care
And promise always to be there !
There is this silence that I hear
It rests so peaceful on my ear
My heart is quiet, all’s at rest
I find this part of day the best
The streets’ deserted, all is calm
Please welcome in the morning’s charm.
Another day, another chance
To perhaps take a second glance
Discover what the world needs now
Let’s do some good, some way, somehow
For if we don’t, who’ll fill the job
Some volunteer from Satan’s mob ?
The world’s comprised of many types of folks
Both young and old, lass and lads, dames and blokes
Perhaps a total of eight billion strong
Inhabit earth wherein we all belong
May the Lord have mercy upon us all
Helping each to find peace before we fall !
Oh would that I could see my way
To finer times or better day
Recapturing moments escaped
And memories that we’ve forsaked
Or that one might look forward to
Remembering how dreams come true
For joy’s composed of little things
That make us smile and lends us wings !
I see the flag, it flies on high
Its standards reaching for the sky
The wind whips round its colors bright
Tis true it is an awesome sight.
There is a chill runs down my spine
Convincing me that we’ll be fine
Quite sure each time I fall asleep
I have these promises to keep.
And if I die before I wake
There is a vow you must not break
Command my ashes to be spread
Along the shore aft I am dead !
Red, fuscia, purple, lime and green
These are the colors to be seen
With yellow, orange, pink, white, blue
To celebrate the springlike view,
Around the corners, every shade
And tint of green the Lord has made.
A myriad of colors bright
To lighten up each local sight
How did the Lord know long before
The beauty of His world decor ?
We thank You, Lord, for this Your gift
You sure know how to spirits lift !
The day our Lord hung on the cross
Was when man knew his greatest loss
To us He was sincere and fit
King of us all of whom was writ
A man of faith and kindness too
Who came to save both me and you.
His suffering was hard to take
His mother vigiled at the stake
Imagine all the pain she knew
He was her child she loved Him too
Now there is nothing left to say
Except to love You more each day !
Another day, I miss you so
You left me here long time ago
You closed your eyes and went to sleep
And that’s the memory I keep.
I held your hand, was but we two
Too long a time I’m split from you
I need your love and always will
Remember this, I love you still !
I sometimes think we’re here too long
And never know where we belong
We spend a lifetime here and there
In laughter, joy or in despair.
Mongst all the feelings that we’ve had
Perhaps we’ll settle for the glad
Some kindly thought or gentle word
Yet nothing sounding too absurd.
The world is full of magic still
If we accept God and His will
Learn to appreciate the gift
And to the Lord our praises lift !
AMEN.
I hear the train move on the track
I think it says ” click-clack, click-clack “,
And wings upon the breeze to here
Appearing to be ever near.
Our journey soon will reach its end
Without our luggage or dear friend
We’ve bid goodbye as trav’lers do,
Goodbye, so long and toodle-oo !
Oh Lamb of God, we’ve come so far
Since that first sight of Eastern star
That signalled Your impending birth
To all the creatures on this earth.
Time now to celebrate the day
Of resurrection on the way !
Tis now the time of Easter morn
When hope of man will be reborn
It was the day of Christ, you know
About two thousand years ago.
An honest man of word and deed
Who came to save our world in need
This son of God who suffered so
Did save us from all hell below.
And so today we honor Him
Who died to save us from our sin
Remembering His agony
Because He died to set us free !
I hear the whistle of the train
Reverberating in my brain
Its lonesome wail echoes so clear
And sends a song into my ear
There is a mystery you bring
With every plaintive note you sing.
Oh how I wish to ride with you
Until my sojourn here is through
But that can never be, my friend
Our journey lasts until its end !
I look outside, what do I see
A field of violets smiles at me
While over in the corner there
Two lilacs do their blooms compare.
Hydrangeas all like spreading out
They love the space and so they shout
“Hey, look at me, I’m gussied up
My blossoms fill your largest cup !”
Consider all the dandelions
They are the brighest of all kinds
And when they grow close to the ground
They’re the best cover to be found.
I’d like to think that flowers know
How much we love them as they grow
And keep themselves sweet as they can
In tribute to God’s love of man !
The morning sun peeks through the blind
In hopes it will an outlet find
It zigzags swiftly cross the floor
To bounce off mirrors by the score
The shadows puddle and disperse
Erratic movements seem rehearsed.
How fast the sunlight streams clear through
In such great haste, so much to do
You must not wince in sunshine’s glare
Just shade your eyes and do take care !
The Ides of March have come and gone
And gave us nought to wish upon
We are defeated and undone
With no place left for us to run.
How shall we make our way today
When there’s no place to hide away
Surrender is the one true path
To offer God all that we hath !
The night is cool, the air is sweet
God’s vernal world lies at our feet
Each dried up twig now sports new leaf
The winter’s gone to our relief
Our barren coast revives once more
With summer dreams in full encore.
How glad am I to feel awake
And comprehend just what’s at stake
This life we have is all we need
Let’s thank the Lord and pay Him heed
As He’s the answer to all prayer
Oh blessed Lord, be always there !
There was a dream that I once had
Which made my memories so glad
Long time ago when I was young
And all my hopes were yet unsung
The energy still kept its charm
And laughter held no great alarm.
Tis time for freedom and for joy
When all life’s pleasures are employed
Oh, would that God was always there
To hear our ever grateful prayer
And see us through until the end
He is our true and constant friend !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 