old pine trees
gave their lives long ago
so we could have shelter
quiet
beauty
yet the wood seems to live
radiates warmth and comfort
these are my thoughts
as Lent begins
and I quiet my soul
Poem from 2012


old pine trees
gave their lives long ago
so we could have shelter
quiet
beauty
yet the wood seems to live
radiates warmth and comfort
these are my thoughts
as Lent begins
and I quiet my soul
Poem from 2012
staying with the light
I read in different
corners of the house
late-day sun
on the gravestones
we shall meet again
I came across this poem in my archives. My parents had January birthdays, in 1915 and 1917.
reading Psalms
more beauty and
comfort every year
The LORD is my strength and my shield;
my heart trusted in him, and I am helped:
therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth;
and with my song will I praise him.
Psalm 28: 7
Christmas carnations
in the vase that used to hold
fresh flowers for Mom
blessings each in turn
return to bless us
He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High
shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
Psalm 91: 1