My Easter poem

My Easter poem 2019

Here I sit a stranger, humble to the core

My illness threatens and knocks at the door.

Grueling my recovery outlook has become

I fear that my life has never really begun.

With so much uncertainty I search in Faith

For Christ did help to remove this wraith.

By picture and word came the words 

"Be Not Afraid" for he is Lord of Lords.

Our Father's presence and comfort is felt

I rejoice as death's door is finally melt.

Giving thanks to our Father for the Son

For all things can be done.

At Easter time my mind is filled

Through Christ all has been fulfilled.

My Mom

My Mom

I shall tell you that I love you

Something I hardly ever do.

Words can't  tell you enough just what

I want to say to you uncut.

You've never turned your back on me

Always there to help climb a tree

Not sure how much energy lost

But your love has infinite cost

I know an Angel in disguise

Your wings shows you are very wise

Giving & Forgiving never dies

I love you Mom, No Surprise.

Great Race

Great Race

From boy to man the race goes on,

slip behind or advance on.

Inclined to be his best in all,

climbed over even the tallest wall

Running among those great renown

heart pounding for the crown.

His motto - smile and give to all.

Shared to those he met in the hall.

Unwelcome death came like a thief,

sickle striked hard in disbelief.

And now the silence sounds are heard

Nothing can stop him, zero detered.

Welcome home Chris you are the best

Your friends will miss you, now go and rest

Firm and Steadfast

Firm and Steadfast

Poem:  

My heart has changed from stone to flesh

My faith in God is focused best

His Word is my celestial pole

to penetrate my heart and soul

My mind is firm, trusting in God

I will follow the iron rod

A true witness is born each day

to define focus on my way

Wholy Rooms

Wholy Rooms

Rooms with holes, more than just a door

Can it remain ceiling to floor

Little rats and mice it might be 

No it was little boys you see

Running around full force will bring 

Powerful connections that cling 

Like changos that love to swing

Step on that broken glass, it stings.

Fix one then two, it never ends

because then they just bring more friends

laughter, love and friendship will make

A home that no one will forsake 

Spanish translation

Habitaciones completas

Habitaciones con agujeros, más que una puerta.

¿Puede permanecer techo a piso?

Pequeñas ratas y ratones podría ser

No, eran niños pequeños que ves

Correr alrededor de toda la fuerza traerá

Conexiones poderosas que se aferran.

Como los changos que aman el swing.

Pise ese cristal roto, pica.

Arregla uno y luego dos, nunca termina

porque entonces solo traen mas amigos

La risa, el amor y la amistad lo harán.

Un hogar que nadie abandonará.

Ancestral Climb

Ancestral Climb

Along this journey a mountain you climb

Dangerous and steep, will you finish in daytime.

Many dare not ascend for the climb is precarious

strenuous, mysterious, dubious; yet oh so glorious

Urgent is the path to know your relation

Find them is your solemn affirmation.

First peak, second and third you will find

That greater reward is truly combined.

background to poem:  We all have a responsibility to find who our ancestors were.  I can understand in the past and many still will give complaints as to why they don't want to or can't participate in family history research.  However in today's world we have great technology to help us in this great big work.  We just need to get on the path and do it.  

Sower of the Word

Sower of the Word

A sower am I said he

Seeds go every where to be.

Be aware at the top of trees

Fowls await to eat two or three.

A seed can grow but if no root

Will be stolen by a brute.

A seed choked will not be fruitful

Thorns and weeds are not truthful.

Good ground seek forth and nurture strong

Fruit I seek and it isn't wrong.

This fruit will multiply one hundred fold

and it is well worth its weight in gold.

My love

My love

It started out small barely even a scratch,

A touch, a word, look it's a match.

Her eyes, deep, longing, searching, caring

Heart full of emotion ready for the pairing.

Flourishing heart developed into a beauty

I still can't take my eyes off this cutie.

Her hand is soft and fits so fine

I thank God that she is mine.

Testimony Builder

Testimony Builder

I walk a path well traveled, hoping to find a way. 

That leads me to salvation, Stop and ask the way.

Receive the Word with readiness of Mind. 

Search the scriptures daily and be inclined.

The honorable and meek will be your greatest find. 

Go know, search and be kind.

Reveal this to me the Spirit did. 

Deep unknown secrets for me to bid.

God wants me to know his mind. 

A testimony to me will bind.

Broken Paths

Broken Paths

Target Hymn Meter: 8-8-8-8 (Long Meter Duplicate)

New version #2  (redone  6/30/19)

Daily stumble along the way.

A path I cross I dare not stay.

For if I stay I might not like

the beast that comes out in the night.

Pain and suffering I endured

standing tight I have felt assured.

Control my fears and lash out strong.

Sword is ready, I am not wrong.

Harsh words come from deep in my core

feelings are building up to roar

It pains me to think that we could

ever cross paths, we never should

I might just try and disappear

to bare all that has happened here.

Dare go back or even advance

Are there options around perchance?

Its crucial to think on that hill

important to sit very still

better focus on the Garden

make sure our hearts are not harden

He suffered all for you and me

What does he ask? Who should I be?

I am to get down on one knee

or both, just to let me be free

Arise and Go, time to forgive

Do a one eighty, ready to live

Make sure you say this simple word

I forgive you will stop the sword

Please allow us to break undone

broken paths and then we be done.

For now our paths can join as one

heading down Christ's path as one

Original 12/30/18

As I daily stumble along the way.  

A path I cross I dare not stay.  

For if I stay I might not like 

the beast that comes out in the night.  

What pain and suffering I have endured.   

I felt I was right while standing tight.  

Control my fears and lash out strong.  

I have my sword, it is ready and it is strong.  

Can I find His grace in my actions here.  

I dare not say, that I have strength to bare all that has happened here.  

Can I go back or even go forward.  What options do I have, dang, it hurts to be here.  

I don't like you and really can't stand you.  

These feelings I have just tear up inside you. 

It haunts me to think and I wish that I never should.  

To say that our paths really really never could. 

Now where do I ask does it exist, such a solution. 

Something so grand that it covers all notion. 

Could it be easy, really as 1, 2 or 3 

but believe me He can and He will make you free.  

I know it can be hard to hear 

or even sometimes to sit very still.  

Its important to think on that hill.  

More on The Garden where He surpassed us all here.  

He passed way lower than all of us here.  

Have you found him? It is time to linger near.  

He suffered and yes he did all that for me.   

What does he ask? Who do I need to be? 

He asks me to get down on one knee 

or I might say both, just to let me be free. 

Now Stand up and go, it is time to forgive

Do a one eighty and make sure you give

I forgive you my friend for what you have done. 

Please allow us once to break undone 

that broken path and then we will be done.  

For now our paths can join as one 

as we all head down Christ's path as one.