Don't give up, verse # 5

Don't give up...

When the new moon comes, begin again,
gather your energy as the journey begins,
as fullness develops, build the dream,
this is the time to plant the seeds,
as time passes by, work hard each day,
and in quiet moments, remember to pray,
treasure the moment when you pass the full moon,
the seeds you have planted will begin to bloom,
as the journey takes another turn,
harvest the blessings that have been earned,
as the circle completes, the moon new again,
one journey completed, another begins.

Thank You, verse # 5

Thank You For Helping Me….

I’ve never been any good at asking for help, too proud or too shy to admit that I couldn’t do it on my own, too independent to admit that I might need someone.
But, you’ve shown me that working together is not a sign of weakness but a sign of unity, of hope and kindness, of strength. Thank you for helping me through this process, for sharing your wisdom, and for helping me grow.

Just to say Hi, verse # 5

Cooking tip #589,002:

Any pot not watched will certainly boil over and make a mess on the stove.
Hope your day is going better.

Happy New Year, verse # 5

Let this be the year…

You’ve spent so much of life running, climbing, winning, doing for others, and living life too fast to notice that life is passing you by.
Let this be the year to listen to the wind chimes gently sing outside the window beneath a sun of golden rays, let this be the year to begin to see the colors of life around you, the passionate reds and the healing blues, let this be the time to taste the drops falling from the sky as you dance in the rain, let this be when you feel the power of the heartbeat within you.

New Baby, verse # 5

Congratulations on your new baby…

Count ten little fingers
then count ten little toes,
study his eyes
and then decide whose nose,
he has a tiny heart
but an enormous soul,
inside a tiny body
that, over time, will grow
into a man on a journey,
making a life of his own
and basing his actions
on memories of home,
so, love him dear,
godliness sow
and time will tell
of the love he was shown.

St. Patrick's Day, verse # 5

Happy St. Patrick’s Day…

May you find four-leaf clovers before each step
and a leprechaun at your table,
may you find heavenly rainbows and pots of gold
and angels always able,
may you have sunny days and peaceful nights
and wishes that come true,
and may St. Patrick bless you much
and always watch over you.

Happy Anniversary, verse # 5

Happy Anniversary…

When we’re young, we think of marriage as being a fairytale, a life of princess dresses and carriage rides and princes on bended knee.
But, you’ve shown me that a real marriage has a foundation of love and is a structure built of trust and respect that is strengthened each day by the two of us working together, supporting each other as we travel through life, and helping each other to always maintain hope and faith…and your example reminds me each day that what we have is better than any fairytale.

Happy Thanksgiving, verse # 5

Happy Thanksgiving…

In this season of blessings,
in this time of family and friends,
on the day we remember to be thankful
for all the little things we have
in the moments of hurry,
and in the moments of calm,
may your holiday season
be happy and warm.

Merry Christmas, verse # 5

Merry Christmas…

The lights circling the tree remind me of a time
when we waited for the midnight, trying not to close our eyes,
praying sleep would wait until we could see the man
dressed in red with a big bag of toys in his hands;
The lights twinkling on the tree remind me of a time
when we’d peak inside the fireplace and have to wonder why,
a magical man traveling the world, carrying all of those toys
wouldn’t simply stop to think to use the window or the door;
But, Christmas changes as we pass through the years of time,
a deeper meaning emerges, more than gifts beneath the lights,
no longer do we listen for the distant sound of hooves
that are made by the reindeer as they land upon the roofs;
No longer do we wonder about the yearly trip through time
or how a man could travel the entire globe in a single night,
and Santa becomes a fantasy we pass on to our kids,
as they try to stay awake to see the man who brings the gifts;
Yet, as I stare at the lights that remind me of a time
from outside, in the distance, I think I hear a chime,
could it be a sleigh bell, the clock nears the stroke of twelve,
oh, silly me, silly me, there’s no such thing as elves;
Yet, as the lights twinkle and remind me of a time,
there it is again, in the distance, another chime,
and then, there it is, an odd-sounding scuffling on the roof,
it must be a really big bird, because it simply could not be hooves;
My heart begins to quicken and I look again to see the time,
“Could there really be a Santa,” I find myself thinking in my mind,
I check to see no one’s watching as I peak up the fireplace,
to see if there really is a man in red with reindeer and a sleigh;
But, my eyes must be effected by my age or by the time,
so I dash off to the kitchen to find some kind of light,
and upon my return there are gifts beneath the tree,
but no sign of any man, not even footprints did he leave;
In the morning, when the dawn awakes at the appointed time,
I find that I have slept beneath the tree with pretty lights,
and I have but to wonder if it was all nothing but a dream,
yet there is the flashlight still sitting by the tree;
Perhaps the wishes of childhood that we think are lost to time
are simply buried deep within the recesses of our minds,
and perhaps one night you and I shall fight to stay awake
to see if there really is a Santa with elves who drives a sleigh.

Veterans Day, July 4th, Memorial Day, verse # 5

Floats, parades, and bands marching down Main Street
as flags fly and pride beams and people applaud
freedom being celebrated on this beautiful day when
communities unite, remembering our common bonds.

Full Moon, verse # 5

Full Moon…

Some offer wine and incense to those who’ve gone before,
some see it as just another day,
some revel in the stories of insanity and mischief,
some don’t realize it’s here before it’s gone,
some see it as a beginning, others see it as an end,
and some like to bask in the lovely light,
but I see it as an opportunity,
a steady reminder of passing time,
and use the chance to stay in touch with you.