The words appear, they fade away
Or pause to dare another day
They fill the air and dissipate
Some came early and could not wait .
A world of waste and moments lost
This old age which disaster costs
Then ring the bell and make great noise
Pretend to gain some senile poise.
Reach out , reach out , what fear have we
Too late to change each destiny !
Outside the window the world awaits
For the Lord to raise the pearly gates
And for all the clouds to disappear
Before we have spent half of the year
The time has arrived and gone away
To leave us bereft and in dismay.
Dear Lord above forgive us our sin
Open our hearts and welcome God in
May we forever live in the glow
Of every wonder God has to show !
When I was sweet sixteen, long time ago
The world was all mine to worship and grow
I promised me that I’d try hard to be
The bestest girl that anyone could see.
I’d make my mark with the greatest of ease
Doing whatever it would take to please
Now life has come and gone with fewer dreams
Leaving me falling apart at the seams.
I’m sure that the Lord will always be there
To buck up my shoulders, teach me to care
While I’ve discovered after beaucoup years
To make peace with myself, dry up my tears
Cause it’s not the results that count at all
It’s whether you rise up after each fall !
There’s been a moment I recall
A moment that came first of all
Before we challenged all the rules
And listened to the sound of fools
When sense was part of every day
And kindly words were ours to say
Tis time to get our values back
And keep us all on a right track !
This life is full of mix and match
Grab anything that you can catch
Hold on because you never know
What opportunities will show.
It may not seem to be enough
Though often when the going’s tough
There is a lesson we need learn
That each of us must wait our turn !
The air is sharp, cuts to the bone
Why should each face their life alone
Because we’re made in pairs to start
Including body, mind and heart.
T’was God Himself who made that choice
So Adam’s rib would have a voice
And be his partner and his wife
To share with him for his whole life !
How grand is it to seek one’s dream
Far better than it mayhaps seem
For dreams are wishes not yet true
Without a boost from me or you.
Tis quite okay to ponder why
Some dreams may fade and often die
Perhaps that strength required to win
Needs faith in God to help begin !
I’ve often wondered what it is I’d do
If I had the chance to begin anew
I’m not so sure that I should venture there
Without someone Special willing to care,
For life on one’s own can be a bit much
Especially if you have lost your touch
How I do wish that tomorrow may bring
Another day with a sweet song to sing
To open my eyes and give me the will
To reach out to God for His magic pill !
The scenes of summer quickly fly
Like angel wings across the sky
Reminding all that life is fleet
And full of days both sad and sweet.
The memories of yesterday
Sometimes get lost along the way
The seasons come and then they go
For we shall reap as we do sow !
A little bird whispered to me
The secret of eternity
Have faith in God and trust His word
It is the best that all have heard.
We cannot doubt, we must believe
Have hope in Him, we shall achieve
Each has a goal, no two alike
From aged man to little tyke.
Like every flower that will bloom
With varied scent to fill each room
Or all the wings that fly on high
To reach our Lord in distant sky !
I’m often amazed by facts I see
Of how our Lord helps both you and me
And thus He tends our world from up high
In heaven as He is passing by.
While the leaves do fall and dissipate
On ground beneath, there hover and wait
For rains to fall on assorted roots
Where the winds wake up the tender shoots.
Cycles of life going on and on
A method we all depend upon
Such glorious plans that He provides
Assuring all creation survives !
I hear the music in my head
With words not always quite as clear
Since I arise from my small bed
All full of love and void of fear.
The world around us is a joy
Its grandeur overwhelms me so
Like all the comforts we employ
With all the treasure God may show.
The length of time and how we knew
However long, His mystery
No matter now what e’er we do
None may escape life’s symphony !
Each day that I do read God’s Law
I gain so much, far more and more
And as each word comes clear to me
I search for greater clarity.
Now I’ve been at this since I’m small
And barely have a grasp at all
Yet every day I comprehend
To God’s advice, there is no end !
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 !
There is no way I can explain
The value of the sun or rain
Or birds that span this vast terrain
Like herds that roam life’s wild domain,
Or early dawn and morning dew
Like twilight’s glow before curfew
While oceans, lakes and rivers too
Are full of life that’s out of view.
Too much for us to understand
That exists under God’s command.
We need to learn what has been planned
So we know how to take a stand !
Before You grew to be quite tall
Sweet Jesus, when You were still small
What kind of life was it You led
When first arising from Your bed ?
We know at twelve You went to Shul
There questioned and reviewed God’s rule
To keep Your faith You did atone
Though in Your trial You stood alone.
Oh Son of God, You did not fail
Your life we shall forever hail
You are our Hero and our Friend
It shall be so until the end !
The wind and trees communing near
Share a language that we can’t hear
The rustling leaves stand on their toes
Assured which way each breeze now blows
The tenure of the branches sway
Sending its message to clear the way
The smallest lift aft day is done
Displays to all a contest won !
The storms of winter blow wet and wild
Enough to threaten both man and child
With the fury of weather’s power
Enough to caution both day and hour.
God’s creatures must hide or run away
As these conditions seem here to stay
There appears to be little to do
But sit back and say a prayer or two !
Across the miles of earth and sky
The days of man are flashing by
How long before this age has passed
And we receive its final blast ?
Seems there’s no voice now reaching out
Explaining what it’s all about
We need a word, some sort of sign
Assuring us there still is time
A book of rules, instructions too
From experts on what we must do
To cover each iota of
God’s wisdom and His words of love !
There’s no time left, we’ve lost our way
We cannot fail, not one more day
As angels in the clouds above
Extend to all unending love
Our Lord on high is waiting there
He feels our pain and hears our prayer
For there is nothing He won’t know
The world forgets, this is His show !
I’ve walked among the shadows that cloud our troubled days
And wondered how the angels escaped our human ways !
For so it is and it will be
We need the truth to set us free
What is the cost of liberty
If we are blind or will not see ?
I hung my heart out on a limb
And prayed someone would reel me in
I searched for love the way one should
And wound up lost in some vast wood.
I tried my hand at show and tell
And that did not go quite so well
I decided right then and there
I’d had enough of grief to spare.
And so I bought myself a book
Turned out that I was this great cook,
Love’s not what it’s cracked up to be
Seems business was my destiny !
We shall not run out of values at stake
That is an action that we will not take
For the facts are what this is all about
Either spoken gently or with a shout,
Only time can tell as each day rolls on
There is this thought that we depend upon.
When the winter’s young and the cold is new
We own the courage to make this come true
That as we age and experience mounts
There is the moment when true wisdom counts.
You may do your best making fools of all,
But who will stand at last clarion’s call ?
There was a tree that I had seen
Quite lush and large and oh so green
When I was young and not so tall
The tree had barely grown at all.
I’ve watched it age through all the years
Some good, some bad, some full of fears
But always spreading out each limb
As if in thanks offered to Him.
The tree is old, well I am too
If truth be told, we’ve shared a view
Times are long past, we’ve had our day
So like that tree nought left to say !
A precious gift we each receive
Which all are anxious to believe
A God who’s there to see us through
In all the deeds that we shall do.
We thus are meant to comprehend
That life continues without end
So we must learn that day by day
There is a role that all will play.
Its parts are varied one by one
The task ahead begs to be done
To see each other as a friend
And pray for peace until the end !
EXCUSE ME, have you been following the current trend of live interviews of H.S. and University students by media sources questioning their knowledge of the American Civil War, 4/12/1861, Fort Sumpter ending at Appomatox Courthouse, 4/9/1865 ? Hours of questions, total lack of facts and credulous answers from this totally ignorant segment of our population, a disgrace ! And we all pay the cost, taxes, grants, scholarships, government subsidies. This was the war that took a minimum of 750,000 lives, dead soldiers, north, south, white, black ! Where was the concern for the men who faced Armageddon in that war ? It was our first Republican president, Abraham Lincoln, who led the cause to preserve our union and who was murdered 6 days after the signing of the peace treaty at the war’s end by a prominent American stage actor. “Sic semper tyrranus”, shouted John Wilkes Booth as he leapt to the stage. Who knew that we’d lose more men in that war than any other war we have fought to this date ? Those men were lost more than 150 years ago. Real Americans mark this tragic period with honor rolls and monuments throughout our nation without exception ! Lack of educational integrity robs our children of our country’s saga of the path to freedom. The saddest part may be that the true missing ingredient today is intellectual curiosity ! How can we appreciate our victory without its factual history ? This was a war to free the slaves, I ask you, did you know ? Sincerely, Claire B.
Now those of you who know me, you do understand
That I’m not a product, one born of my own hand
I am my mother’s child and learned my lessons well
I follow in her footsteps, most of you can tell.
It was she who taught all those stories that I know
And all the homilies I often choose to show
The majesties of God, the brilliance of His ways
That’s staid with me from birth until my dying days !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 