FRIENDS

There's nothing like a walk you know
To calm a troubled mind;
For worries like the air we breathe
It seems we leave behind.
It doesn't matter where we walk
Our spirit to defend.
It will be much more healing though
If we walk with a friend.

A friend can help to bear the weight
That's really got us down.
The love of friends is all we need
To melt away our frown.
A friend relieves the pain as well
That stimulates the tears.
To be held close when 'darkness' falls
Will banish all our fears.

The walk through life can be so long
For those without a friend.
Increasing isolation though
Seems now to be the trend.
We shouldn't have to look for friends.
They should be part of life.
There're very hard to find because
Our lives are full of strife.

To ease the strife is difficult.
God help us make amends,
So we create a life in which
We're all each other's friends.

River of Golden Dreams

HAPPINESS

The feeling that is happiness
Comes from an inner sun.
Its warmth conveys to us the sense
A struggle we have won.

Just like the sun we make the warmth
With our activities
That reach out to the limits of
Innate capacities,

To others and to Nature's God;
And all at the same time.
The warmth created then gives life
It's reason and its rhyme.

Attempts to gather things of life
We think make happiness,
Will fail because there's not enough
To fill the emptiness.

Say "reaching out..." becomes a score.
Then happiness will be
Just playing all the notes of it
In perfect harmony.

We 'play' ourselves but join as well
Together in our 'band'.
When there's just happiness perhaps
We'll see our ‘Mothers’ hand.

CHRISTMAS POEM

It is a month till Christmas night
So now's the time to start the fight
To settle whether we should be
Still saying, "It's a Christmas tree".

For all our sakes we must know why.
Until we do, reindeer won't fly;
And Santa in the north is stuck
Frustrated, screaming "What's this muck?"

We're really such a stupid lot
To get our shorts in such a knot.
A symbol, but God's not at stake;
It's of commercial give and take!

Perhaps though that's the reason why
We hold our Christmas symbol high.
It's not the threat no carols we'll sing;
But registers that will not ring. 

Ho yes we must protect that sound.
So place the tree on hollowed ground,
Not to prevent religious strife
But to protect our way of life. 

We need to spend and spend and spend;
For if we don't our life will end.
The loss of Christmas we avoid;
With it we try to fill the void. 

CHRISTMAS WISH '08

BEAUTY

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"So, what is beauty?", you have asked.
It could be many things.
For instance, something it could be,
The notes a song bird sings;

A flower's bloom; an eagle's flight;
The fragrance of a rose;
The way that from a tiny seed
That lovely flower grows.

It too can be a growing child,
A sparkle in the eyes
Of infants learning how to walk
Then reaching for blue skies. 

It is a feeling that's within
We get when we "reach out..."
To find another piece of us
We can't become without.

A tender touch from one we love,
A mother's warm embrace,
A welcome smile and tears of joy
Like diamonds on a face.

The drink of water from a stream
And breathing in fresh air.
Our 'Mother's' other gifts to us
For showing that we care.

Then beauty is to feel again
When hit by tragedy
That seemed to leave a void inside
We felt we could not flee.

Since we find "beauty... in the eye..."
I could list many more.
But all will have the same effect;
It makes our spirit soar.

MOTHER'S HOPE

I'm in the winter of my life;
It is the strangest thing.
Outside I see the seasons passed;
Inside it seems like spring.

I look behind; there's nothing there.
Ahead is much the same.
To find the purpose in between
Now seems to be a game.

When I was young I did not think
Things would turn out this way.
Of age I did not think at all;
Forever young I'd stay.

Now balanced on the edge like this
Is not for faint of heart.
The end is near so I know that
Today I could depart.

I have a choice; I carry on.
It is a common fight.
I only hope that God is there
To take me from the 'night'.

MOTHER'S DREAM
MOTHER'S GAMES
MOTHER'S LEAVING
MOTHER'S MARKET MEMORY
MOTHER'S MEMORIAL BENCH
MOTHER'S SAD ATTACK
MOTHER'S WAR
MOTHER'S WAKE

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