How often now I chance recall
Those olden times when I was small
And all those relatives I knew
That sheltered me my childhood through.
There’s been so many I could love
To aid me in my dreaming of
A life blest with both good and bad
Mongst all those joys I’ve known and had.
I need to thank each uncle, aunt
For every dream they helped to plant
And all that wisdom they taught me
To live life with integrity !
The wind, it whistles through the trees
Staccato bristling in the breeze
The air is crisp, its clean and clear
Sounds of autumn fall on the ear.
The Ides of March have come and gone
And Labor Day has since moved on
Ere long it will be Halloween
With other days squeezed in between.
All lives serve seasons in their turn
Each with some lesson we need learn
Our victories may have no date
Sometimes we simply have to wait !
See our blest flag at half staff flown
Whence seeds of valor there were grown
To honor heroes who have died
For God and man and nation’s pride !
AMEN.
T’was once upon a time ago
When we were full of life aglow
Before emerged this need to know
With tiny impetus for show
Our lives were truly less confused
Filled with days both calm and diffused
May all that anger be excused
To find ourselves in turn amused !
The pages of the calendar do fly
Like storm tossed leaves across a windy sky
Days of our lives now swiftly pass us by
Their hours, minutes all whispering goodbye !
With all her hair piled on her head
Her cheeks so pink, her lips true red
Her running shorts cut at the thigh
With measured trot while passing by.
She is a picture of content
Angelic smile from heaven sent
As daily I observe her pass
From my front window’s pane of glass.
Her running shoes and steady pace
Are ne’er distracted by each race
She’s happy jogging every street
Controling life while on her feet !
Seems truth keeps getting in the way
Of all the wisdom known today
I can’t accept just how things are
World ignorance has gone too far.
If this is all our lives shall be
I’ll opt for lack of parity
And pray that God who’s Judge of all
Comes to our aid before we fall !
There was a place we used to go
When I was small so long ago
A spot straight out of storybooks
Beside a beach with coves and nooks.
A happy home for waves and sand
Of salt and sea aside the land
My childhood summers I recall
They were the very best of all.
With mom and dad, pop, nana too
Those days of summer quickly flew
I learned to swim right off the dock
Clock hands grew wings, tick tock, tick tock.
Oh, how I wish I had a way
To live again that yesterday
Without the need to say goodbye
Real love’s ne’er built upon a lie !
My heart is heavy with the weight
That this world’s lost and in a state
Beyond its condemnation date
Perhaps, dear Lord it’s not too late !
The chance exists we may survive
And keep our hope and dreams alive
Your help and aid would earth revive
As mankind learns once more to thrive !
Why should I wish that life’s a blast
When any hour could be its last
Why should I dream or try to share
When no one’s left to love or care ?
Why do I hope the time has come
When all our troubles are undone
Why am I sure we’ll all be fine
If we’d but follow God’s design ?
Throughout the world, before too long
Folks will count most eight billion strong
There’s no two that will be exact
Believe, because this is a fact.
While each must follow their own track
Sadly there is no turning back
So just keep going and perform
And try your best to rules conform.
There is no right, there is no wrong
We seem to land where we belong
The only Power we’re subject to
Is God above, He’ll see us through !
My life has been a bundle of
Both smiles and tears, laughter and love
Mixed in with all the varied ploys
Of growing up midst foolish joys
It ne’er occured that I should be
A child of opportunity
Oh how I wish I could have learned
To be grownup and more concerned.
The time has passed, it’s far too late
I guess I’ve missed the starting gate !
When I reflect o’er my lifespan
And try hard as I ever can
There are these things I greatly miss
The sweetness of my mother’s kiss,
The pleasure of my father’s smile
He made my life a world worthwhile,
The treasure of each tiny tot
Whose hugs and kisses meant a lot,
Such moments cannot be erased
Nor somehow get to be replaced.
I know all this is from the past
These memories I pray will last !
The waves they crash upon the shore
The oceans sigh and sometimes roar
The wind blows wild and billows out
Emitting sounds quite like a shout.
It whistles past each stand of trees
Without restrictions, if you please
To wander valiant in the brush
And give each blade of grass a rush.
The gust lends impetus to all
Attentions to this force of fall
The summer’s flown, farewell a must
Tis autumn with its burning lust !
I understand the worm and grub
And other insects in the shrub
But there is one great mystery
What can mosquitos do for me ?
Of all the vermin in the world
At which insecticides are hurled
Along with lice and flies and such
Mosquitos bother me too much !
I wish I knew just what to do
Since they escape my swatter’s “shoo”
I truly hope that heaven’s clean
And void of vermin on the scene !
I find it painful down memory lane
And prefer not pass this way again
Wounds of the past are too slow to heal
As all our weaknesses are revealed.
The courage it takes to stand up tall
May be the greatest challenge of all
We must believe God is always there
To cushion our falls and truly care
He leads us through darkness into light
And eases the blindness with His sight !
There’s little time for childish games
As now most face true adult aims
The chances lessen day by day
For those who choose a calmer stay.
More stamina is what we need
If all God’s values we pay heed
Remember life is here to stay
It’s only we who fade away !
There is an echo that we hear
It speaks to all both loud and clear
Remember for each time we fall
The will one needs to stand up tall
Lies in the grace of God above
Who showers us with selfless love
While all we’re asked our lifetime through
Is to His virtue, remain true !
My heart is full, my body numb
With grief severe and overcome
No matter where I try to look
My vision blurs, I am forsook.
Seems I’ve been here few times before
Appears there’s this familiar door
And of the lessons each has found
Let’s start with feet upon the ground.
The way is long, the journey hard
The rest I find best left to God
I pray that He will hear our claim
Greet a new dawn to spur our aim !
The silence slips into the night
Too many hours before daylight
To soften all the morning sounds
Before the noise of life surrounds.
The light so dim grows brighter now
Promising hope survives somehow
Wherefore we have been lost so long
Help us to rise above the storm !
Oh wicked wind where have you been
What kind of trouble are you in
You’ve set your aim upon the waves
And sent great ships unto their graves.
You’ve damaged all the tallest sails
With wild velocity of gales
You’ve churned the sea into a broil
Unfit for gentleman or churl.
All islands are in fear of you
Because of ravages you do
The mountains cower under seige
Due to the damages you leave.
The sands of deserts crowd the air
Because your strength does tarry there
Where do you fit into God’s scheme
I do not know, I can but dream !
Summer days are drifted away
‘Tis time for fall to have its say
Before the winter storms each door
And new year springs one last encore,
It’s the wee small hours frighten me
When I must face what is to be
I accept there is no recourse
And from this world await divorce !
The dragon slips its outer skin
To hide the evil that’s within
And joins the legions of God’s good
Devouring each neighborhood !
“SATAN KEEPS TRANSFORMING HIMSELF INTO AN ANGEL OF LIGHT”
Have you wondered what clouds must see
While floating o’erhead lazily
And what about the mountain’s heighths
With all its smells and sound delights ?
Do you believe that clouds can tell
If all below are doing well
Or when to rain or sail away
Perhaps return another day ?
God’s world is huge and ever wide
What do you think He keeps inside,
Seems it’s a deep dark mystery
A puzzle for eternity ?
There’s so much sadness that I see
It hollows out the heart in me
Sometimes one can’t tell day from night
Or when the path turns left or right !
How does one question up or down
Or if it’s time to smile or frown
Just keep on easing forward now
Praying all will be safe somehow !
It never once occured to me
When I was but a child of three
That memories of days gone by
Would crowd my head ere I should die.
Most instances are so complete
At times they knock me off my feet
Whoever dreamt that olden days
Would be the pleasure of old age ?
I thank You Lord, that You have cared
And softened all the blows we’ve shared
I pray whatever lies in store
Will grant me peace forever more !
The eagle flies and tilts his wings
Into the wind as courage springs
The sight of which from earth below
Imprints his efforts in this show
Upon those seeking there aground
The eloquence that he has found
With visions of his grandeur high
He is the strength in God’s great sky !
The sun’s grown pale, the moon is red
One dare not speak, words are unsaid
See how each leaf twists in the breeze
Erase the pain Lord, if You please
There is no solace in the grave
There’s no time left, no cause to save !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 