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To Honor my Mom

2 Poems to Honor my Mom

I Miss You

I – It has been six years tomorrow since you went home to God.

 

M – Mary means wished for child.

I – I wish you knew how much you are loved; I hope you do now.

S – Serenity is what I hope you feel; you had little of it in life.

S – Strength, you had more of it than you knew.

 

Y- You were far more unique than people gave you credit for.

O – Outstanding at so many things Mom that I am not: cooking, sewing, crocheting, painting, drawing, handwriting, dancing etc.

U – Undeniably big heart for those you love.

 

Just 1 More Time

 

I wish we could rock in the squeaky rocking chair together once more

I wish we could crunch popcorn when watching a movie full of gore,

I tried not to watch, but you loved to scare me, that you did adore.

I wish we could have one more beach trip to watch you collect shells at the shore.

I wish we all had 1 more camping trip, it was funny watching you swat flies galore,

I wish I heard your laughter, even if it’s at me, along with dad’s guffawing roar,

I admit it, I was just a bit of a ham when I was about the age of four,

I wish I could hear you sing and play the accordion before I slept, and you shut my door.

Mom Baby Glen and tired me in the background

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The Gift of His Grace

busThe Gift of His Grace

 

Be angry, and yet do not sin; do not let the sun go down on your anger, and do not give the devil an opportunity.” Ephesians 4:26-27 (NASB)

Today has been a test and I did not totally fail, but I could have shown much more grace,

I was in a rush and missed two busses. The ones I did catch stopped at every stop – a snail’s pace.

I tried to buy a paratransit pass, the lady did not understand, I just showed her my upset face.

I did not show the woman grace, frustration, not a smile, was in its place.

The man at the DSHS office deserved it too, I did not yell out loud, but I was in my head space.

2 weeks I waited for his call, but not a word did I hear about my case.

Preschoolers came on there and back singing The Wheels on the Bus…& perked up the place

Trying to contain their joy, off to the fire station they wished to race.

God, help my heart overflow with your grace and not get off base.

 

God’s Paint Brush – Be Better Stewards

God’s Paint Brush

Nature is my beat,

God’s beauty is my party,

Renews my tired mind.

Photo of Whatcom Falls Park - Bellingham, WA, United States. Whatcom Falls at Whatcom Falls Park - October 28, 2016

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #198 Beat&Party

Whatcom Falls Park, Bellingham, WA

As we understand that, “the earth is the Lord’s and everything in it,” (Psalm 24:1) we can see that we are merely temporary possessors (or stewards) of things that He owns.

May we become better stewards of our temporary home, God bless!

Happy Easter – He Has Risen!

E = Everlasting Life – He rose from death to give life to His children.

A= Abundance – Abundant love He has for us.

S= Sin is no more for those that accept his love.

T = Turn your eyes to Him.

E = Eternal Life and love.

R = Resurrection – A new life, like Spring itself

He Has Risen!