To all the men we have adored
Our fathers, sons and blessed Lord
The uncles all who spared us space
And grandpapas that kissed each face
Who filled in for each missing dad
In every empty place we had.
This family of kindly men
Who came to bat, again, again
And never once did let us down
Changing to laughter every frown
Whoever dreamt that we might find
Some other men to be this kind
Hard to accept as truth maybe
Love’s more than just paternity !
The world we know has disappeared
With situations worse than feared
It seems they’ve taken the wrong track
Could be there is no turning back !
Tis not some foolish oversight
This didn’t happen overnight
Just part of changes yet to come
Discard the rest and alter some.
Oh Lord, be patient with this soul
That’s only ever had one goal
To try the best here to be true
To all that we have learned from you !
Too many words are left unsaid
And rattle round inside our head
Too many schemes have flown away
While ambitions went fast astray.
Where are the dreamers that we knew
With vision bold like me and you,
As peace and joy by love possessed
May fill our lives with hope and zest !
I’m only as strong as God allows me to be
And I’m only so wise when He needs me to see
I value those lessons that I’ve ever been taught
And treasure each of the dreams in which I’ve been caught.
I’ve tried quite hard to be at the top of my class
Only to learn there’s a good chance that I’m the last
I thank You dear Lord, You have remained here with me
I pray we’re together all through eternity !
I come to you just as I am
As peaceful as a baby lamb
My heart is true, full of His love
Which rains on me from up above.
Oh blessed Lord accept my plea
There is no place I’d rather be
No other wish that I desire
No other dreams set me afire.
I came to You, it is my choice
I bring my strength, my soul, my voice
For that is what You wish to see
That when I come, I shall be me !
I’m trying hard to keep abreast
Of all the import of each test
I beg God’s help and am undone
There’s one last battle to be won
Grant me the power to climb the ropes
True to the dream, for I have hopes !
The morning mist has melted away
Seems God’s sun has decided to stay
Looks like we’re in for a blessed day
With time to enjoy, give thanks and pray !
Oh how I wish that there might be
An angel watching over me
To keep my life safe from great harm
Or when I err, sound an alarm.
Perhaps an angel on standby
To comfort me if I should cry
Or if the night is extra bold,
Warm hands to shield me from the cold.
Perchance if I wish hard enough
The path ahead won’t be so rough,
Whatever help God offers me
I shall accept most gratefully !
A little bit of heaven’s scratching at the door
With sounds of adoration I cannot ignore
Each morning when I wake I sense the anxious plea
Tis not another creature seems so fond of me.
We come from different worlds, this I comprehend
But I’d be quite lost if he couldn’t be my friend
I want to thank You Lord, You sure knew what to do
Teaching all Your creatures to love the same as You !
It little matters what we say
Moment to moment, day to day
Our time is come, we can’t forget
As one by one, our hearts regret.
The past we’ve known, that it may be
Sweet echoes of eternity,
As sad farewell must turn away
Our hope that begs a new today !
There is this call that I now hear
It happens every time each year
The bells peal out and my heart cries
Takes all my strength to face goodbyes !
There is no way I can convey
The sadness that I feel this day
So many wars for all those boys
Who early left their childhood toys
To wear that uniform each chose
Before their lives came to a close.
So be it blue or white or green
Brown, khaki, tan or in between
Whatever color works for you
They fought and died, red, white and blue !
THIS IN MEMORIAM 1776 – 2018
To love our God and country too
Those are the things I chose to do.
To furnish aid to those in need
Encourage others to succeed
Grant help to many who deserve
To earn a chance to give and serve.
It’s true our nation must be saved
If we are to escape this grave
Of shattered dreams, distorted facts,
Repeated crimes and heartless acts.
Please rescue us and keep us free
Lest we betray our destiny !
The smallest tot on Mommy’s knee
Now laughs and smiles each day with me
And through those hands plays “I can see”
While sharing love quite easily !
There is one thing I’ve learned before
There’s always room for just one more
It doesn’t matter where you’re from
Or of the distance you have come.
It’s of no consequence at all
If you are skinny, fat or tall
It matters not how old you are
Or if you are a rising star.
How wonderful that it would be
For all to share equality
Remembering that adage old
There’s always room for one more soul !
Long time ago, another day
In a distant land far away
The sun rose brightly in the east
And shone upon a bridal feast.
That place was Cana we now know
Where Mary and her son did go
There marriage was a sacred thing
With feasting, vows and wedding ring.
Whole families and friends all went
To celebrate each huge event
But too soon all the wine ran dry
Before the party bid goodbye
When Jesus did that first surprise
It sure did open all their eyes !
There is a lesson I have learned
That all misfortune is not earned
And oftentimes is ill advised
By those who have been compromised.
Tis now the time for all to rise
And beg the Power of the skies
To ease the pain and teach us ways
To seek fulfillment in our days !
A rose once in a garden grew
Nurtured by love and morning dew
Its flower so sweet beyond compare
Which God and all the angels shared
A beauty rare enough indeed
To comfort all who have the need.
The Rose of Sharon was the name
And from the fields that’s where He came
A beauty which reflects today
In all we know, in every way
The strength and wisdom that survives
It’s how we know God’s still alive !
The mist of morn is so discreet
It waddles in on soft cat feet
And sidles up without a peep
While much of life is still asleep,
All cuddled up wrapt in a quilt
That covers one up to the hilt
And close the eyes for one more snore
Before today bursts through the door !
My heart thanks God for each new day
My mind seeks out a nobler way
I’ve tried to find some answers here
A firmer faith, a path that’s clear
While time grows wings and seems to fly
The hours add up and multiply
Before we know it, we are done
And all accept the setting sun !
What parent would their obligation waive
To save their child from complications grave ?
An admonition we’ve known from the start
About what God holds sacred in His heart,
This father’s son asking for bits of bread
Would give his child a bit of stone instead ?
A tender thought, a gentle kiss
Remembrance of the moment’s bliss
A kindly word, instant treasure
Memories of constant pleasure
These are results of many dreams
That culminate in joyous scenes.
Our world writhes in much angst and pain
It begs such effort to contain
We need more care to educate
And simple souls to formulate
A pattern of life’s give and take
As we weave through its make or break !
Unhappiness we cannot bear
Because of sadness we all share,
Please help us Lord to lift our wings
While searching for life’s sweeter things !
This morning we opened the windows wide
To let fresh air swish around inside
The breezes blew all of one accord
In every space where the dust had stored.
While a little voice whispered to me
Aren’t you glad to be young and free
Well, that’s half true, I have to admit
But young’s not how I’d describe the fit !
If I peeked outside my window blind
What do you suppose that I might find
Maybe some bird there upon a limb
Who silent waits for day to begin ?
Perhaps just a hint of morning rain
Splashing on my dusty window pane
Or an errant harbinger of spring
Anxious to join in God’s offering ?
Whatever else we find awaits there
Could be a wonder that all might share !
There is a tale through ages told
Of Midas and his touch of gold
But none compares with what we know
Happened to Jesus long ago.
There in a garden on a hill
On one dark night so sad and still
A troop of soldiers with their knives
Approached God’s twelve to seal their lives.
The battle raged among the few
The fighting fierce and overdue
Some ran away while others hid
It was the task Sanhedrin bid.
Two thousand years we’ve known the Word
Though truth is not all we have heard
The story thrives, it grows and grows
With fleeting time God’s blessing glows !
Oh little bird, just you and me
We dream upon our balcony
With you and all your feathers fine
And me and all my words devine
We are a pair, a sight to see
Each night there on that balcony !
God’s wisdom, love and understanding
With hopes beyond our comprehending
Soon the dawn awakes and hears our call
And brings the message that’s meant for all !
HE IS TRULY RISEN !
I’d like to believe that words live on
Long after both you and I have gone
I pray some of those words we have said
May linger longer within our head
And beg God’s blessing will favor you
With joy and hope and great passion true !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 