Worrying thoughts creep
Disturbing sleep
Fears rise steep
Calm hard to keep
Doubts start to heap
But faith runs deep
Causing joy to leap
Courage to seep
And victory does reap
Rhyme
Rhymed poems
Worrying thoughts creep
Disturbing sleep
Fears rise steep
Calm hard to keep
Doubts start to heap
But faith runs deep
Causing joy to leap
Courage to seep
And victory does reap
Rhyme
Neighbor’s helping hand
Good news in the mail
Peace where I stand
Counting my blessings
Makes me feel grand!
Rhyme
Just a simple little rhyme today as I sit counting my blessings.
Sometimes I just stand and look at my roses in bloom and give thanks for their beauty.
Sometimes I see my neighbor’s friendly faces or am the recipient of their helping hands and am so grateful.
Sometimes when I see news reports of all the chaos, sadness and destruction going on all around the world I give thanks it is not happening in my little corner of the world.
And as I count my blessings, I pray for those who can’t.
I hope you who are reading this today are blessed and enjoying many little things in your life that are bringing you joy and happiness even in the midst of this pandemic.
Tomorrow I’ll be
Hosting a friend’s birthday tea
Count me as absentee
From world negativity
Serving joviality
Tanka/Rhyme
I don’t know the why
But I know the One who does
He sits upon high
I don’t know the when
But I know the One who does
And He knows the time to begin
I don’t know the how
But I know the One who does
And I’ll trust Him in the now
I don’t know the where
But I know the One who does
And He’s already there
I don’t know the end
But I know the One who does
And I’m glad He’s my friend
Rhyme
What I’m hearing so unreal!
Things happening so surreal!
So to God I appeal,
Ask Him To reveal,
Just how I should deal,
With this strange ordeal,
And still try to be genteel.
He said “ Don’t let it your faith steal,
Nor let fear loudly peal.
My word is true and real,
And My hand can surely heal.
So don’t live by how things feel
For to Me all things must kneel.“
Rhyme
I want to help you
But I’m struggling too
I see your pain
And sadness too
I want to help you
But I’m struggling too
So I’ll do what I can
And pray for you
That God Who Sees All
Will help us two
Make it through
Rhyme
Hello Miss Kitty
Dressed in your Christmas pretty
Singing a little ditty
All about the the city
Sounds kinda gritty
What a pity
Rhyme
Alice in Wonderland
Took a trip that wasn’t planned
She followed a white rabbit
Who had a bad habit
Met a caterpillar of blue
Who kept asking “Who are YOU?”
Then a Cheshire Cat
Who was quite a diplomat
Befriended Alice for awhile
As he listened, advised and left his smile
Frustrated, Alice saw a table under a tree
Where the Hatter and March Hare were having tea
Treated rudely there, she left upset
And entered the strangest place yet
Numbers were painting roses red
As a Red Queen yelled “Off with her head!”
Suddenly Alice grew tall, she didn’t know why
And the King accused her of being a mile high
He said she had to leave the trial in court
“I won’t” was Alice’s sharp retort
“You’re all just a pack of cards” she said
At that they rose up and fell on her head
Alice beat them off, let out a scream,
And awoke to find it was only a dream.
Rhyme
As blessings come
So do many sorrows
All have some
Present, or tomorrows
Like a beating drum
Life constantly harrows
As blessings come
So do many sorrows
Keep the faith to overcome
And stand strong in all the morrows
Rhyme
Inspired by:–Don Moen–“Be It Onto Me” song lyrics:
“You promised to carry our sorrows
Lord, we believe it’s true
You promised unending tomorrows
Lord we receive them from you“
Inspiration is an impulse to try something new.
A revelation that your life’s work isn’t through.
A thought that stimulates an action,
Spurring you by stimulating traction.
Arousing a notion, increasing your might,
Inspiration awakens you in the night
To new possibilities.
It’s the brainchild of capabilities.
A spark that lights a flame,
It changes the same, reorders the game,
Illuminates the path to find your muse,
Unleashing creativity without excuse.
It may come as a flash, creating a rumble,
Causing the mundane to fall and crumble,
Awakening a vision, encouraging a dream,
Inflating your diminished self esteem.
Often it’s a whim, a hunch, an insight,
An idea that seems to just sound right.
A brainstorm that threatens your complicity,
Calling you revive an old ability.
It motivates you to flights of fancy,
Soaring to heights that may be chancy,
Yet elevating you to live in rife,
And experience an enthusiasm for life!
Rhyme