The winds of March blow bleak and cold
The air outside grows stark and bold
In my long life I’ve never known
A season where no seeds were sown
Seems God has chosen to reject
Requests for weather circumspect !
I’d like to believe there is hope
To train our lives with broader scope
And come prepared for challenge made
To seek and find not to evade
The knowledge that can teach us how
To live with nature then and now !
If love had arms, I’d clasp you close
Unto my heart and then disclose
The passion that we never knew
Just lingered there and grew and grew.
It simmered on the edge of fate
It flourished soon but came too late
There never was one chance that we
Would spend our lives in parity.
But that was oh, so long ago
Who can remember, who will know
Sometimes a breeze caresses me
What is it that I cannot see ?
In this house beside the road along the waters edge
I chose to make my final home vowing this my pledge
How could I know time would show the weakness of my dream
Though we may plan for lifetimes there is another scheme
When nature vows she’ll have her way there’s no chance to win.
The violent gales did blow and sway, trees came crashing in,
That ugly storm had a name that I recall, Eileen
It happened so long ago and now appears obscene.
Since that day I’ve learned one thing I never will forget
You cannot build futures without moments of regret.
Oft times I fear God may get tired of my prayer
It’s alright if He does ’cause angels will be there
To hear my plea and understand each and ev’ry word
Knowing they report to Him everything they’ve heard !
Isn’t that just how it is and how it has to be
In this world that was first made Paradise for we
To be His earthly family and cheering crowd
To sing His praise openly and worship Him aloud ?
I miss my mom, I miss my dad
And all the friends that I once had
I miss the way life used to be
When joy and hope and peace were free.
These days are gone just blown away
With lost remains of yesterday
Oh how I pray and often yearn
For oldtime pleasures glad return.
I realise now this won’t be
Seems most of it was not that free
I’ve tried quite hard to be aware
And understand with love and care
Here in this world the future brings
Broad visions of lifes happenings.
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Claire V. Bogdanos 