Watching as you leave…
August, you brought lots of sunshine,
Must I say goodbye?
I am not looking forward
To those Fall days
Of less sun and shorter days
That September brings.
Oh, that Summertime would linger
Instead of running away.
Choka
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Welcome
Come sit awhile
Relax after a long day
Solitude awaits
As nature surrounds you
With evening breezes
That carry cares away
Bringing joy to your ears
The lullabies of songbirds
Cuddling their young in their nests
Choka
Haven of Rest
Come sit awhile
On the comfy garden bench,
Neath’ the tall pine trees.
Let the sun melt away your cares.
Close your eyes and rest.
Nature’s tranquility
Will refresh your soul,
And you will leave renewed
To face another day of life.
Choka
Grieving
Peace is lost, chaos reigns,
As masked voices protest
“We cannot breathe”.
Colors war with one another,
All seeking their rights,
As Covid looms, bringing death.
“Be gone from us!”
We cry out in desperation
Grieving for what used to be.
Choka
Nature’s Refuge
In the early morn,
Rising with the summer sun,
Waking with the birds,
I sit among trees and flowers,
Sipping coffee as
Windchimes serenade me.
A squirrel scurries,
Butterflies flutter, bees buzz.
My garden shuts out the world.
Choka
Summer’s New Normal??
Summer’s been sleeping,
Wasting her alotted days
Procrastinating.
Weather man keeps promising
Tomorrow for sure
We’ll see her warm sunny smile,
Yet so far it seems
She keeps on hibernating.
Will tomorrow ever come?
Choka
I Can and Can’t
As I walk through this life
I can change many things
But I can’t change you
I can change my habits
But I can’t change yours
I can control my actions
But can’t control yours
I can do so many things
But only God can change you
Choka
As Time Goes By
Life is passing by
Enjoy the living moments
While you have time
Savor every moment
Before it is gone
Grasping all those good times
While they’re in reach
Will give you good memories
A storehouse of treasures
Choka
It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It’s called living. —Terry Pratchett
Welcome Summertime!
Twenty Two days since
June arrived to bring us
Summertime again
How long we have waited
Anticipating
The sunshine to greet us
Each morning we woke
And now in the midst of it
We treasure each moment
Choka
A Firm Foundation
Earth’s tickling my feet,
Sensations surround my mind,
Running to escape, I
Keep reaching towards heaven,
Grasping above me,
Looking for a life line,
A hand reaches down,
Lifts me to another level,
Where I stand on solid rock.
Choka
“On Christ, the solid rock, I stand
All other ground is sinking sand…”
from “My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less”, a Christian hymn written by Edward Mote, a pastor at Rehoboth Baptist Church in Horsham, West Sussex. Mote wrote around 100 hymns, this one, which he wrote in 1834, being the best known of his.
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