Bring me snowdrops always,
These are simple,
Little bells of sunshine,
Tiny stem,
Petals white,
Purest little flower,
Eight years growing,
She’s my valentine.
For my little Anna, sunshine every morning.
Bring me snowdrops always,
These are simple,
Little bells of sunshine,
Tiny stem,
Petals white,
Purest little flower,
Eight years growing,
She’s my valentine.
For my little Anna, sunshine every morning.
Ask me if,
In fantasy,
I find
Some grateful
Giving.
Go on.
I’m still waiting……
OK, I’ll tell you,
A secret
I am living.
When cares of day
Are
Overwhelming
And bills
Are mounting high,
I close my eyes
And recollect
When there was
Just we two.
And sigh…
For all the days
When loving
Filled
In sensuous
Of wonder,
When clothes were torn
And eyes
Locked, fixed,
And hands grew
To push asunder
Inhibitions,
Closet thoughts,
Portraits of
Purest
Giving,
Where neither
Questioned
What was entailed
In loving
And in living,
Where meekest souls,
Naïve in ways,
Fuelled future,
Died, emerged,
Reborn.
Ending days
In loving arms.
Ecstasy in reality,
Nothing
Felt forlorn
Go on, now,
I’m asking you,
Tell me,
What would
Your pleasure be?
To stray or fix
Your eyes on one
Who has loved
And still
Loves today?
I’m sure there are some fantasies
I ought to put aside,
To free my mind from imagery
I keep down deep inside,
But sharing them, in actions,
All for the one I love,
I feel this is a gift I’m given,
Imagination from above.
Pope John Paul II
What more to wish
A life well-lived
A beacon in the night
A man of honour, justice, truth
A bright and guiding light.
What more to wish
A life well-lived
Courage and fortitude
A man of wisdom in God’s ways
Holy – simply good.
What more to wish
A life well-lived
An example to Mankind
Teaching, loving, suffering
God’s path in life to find.
What more to wish
A life well-lived
Honour where it’s due
He took his cross and carried it
For all – that’s me and you.
What more to wish
A life well-lived
God’s truth here to impart
To reconcile and show the way
To heal the human heart.
What more to wish
A life well-lived
To love and serve Our Lord
To lead Mankind to peace on earth
And lead us to our God.
What more to wish
A life well-lived
Has found its own reward
To rest beside his Mother
In the presence of Our Lord.
What more to wish
This life now gone
His example is not lost
His beacon shines, God’s peace to all
Mankind can count the cost.
What more to wish
If only this
His ways become ours too
Faithfulness, love and sacrifice
More we cannot do.
(5-4-05)
Children,
Anxious,
Waiting to grow.
Impatient
Hardly stopping
Plunging ahead.
Seeing without seeing.
Angry at life’s barriers.
Heated in activity,
Quarrelsome with everyone,
Hating the world.
Pulling at adult strings,
Piercing loving hearts.
Cradles,empty of the child.
(11-11-04)
Decided to dance a little deeper in life, and wow can spirit dance!
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