Like falling leaves
Blessings coming down
From Father of Lights
With whom there’s no end
Too many to count
So I just say “Thank You”
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.
James 1:17 KJV
It was a fairly windy warm Fall day today and I enjoyed being outside just watching the wind blowing the leaves around. I missed out on getting a video of a group of leaves dancing as I didn’t have my camera ready in time but it was awesome to see them swirl and twirl together in sort of a whirlwind burst of air.
But I did capture another video of them looking like they were racing each other as a big gust of wind blew them along. Fun day! 😊
Two little girls cry out in the night
“Mommy!” they say to no one in sight
A blanket of fear holds them tight
As strangers tell them “It’ll be alright”
Sitting on concrete at the light
Her youthful trembling hands of white
Hold up a sign stating her plight
Holding back tears with all her might
Twin girl’s Mom won’t give up the fight
To make their future bright
10 lines—each line 8 syllables—Rhyme
For the creative writing class I am currently taking I tried to rewrite my original Tanka written on September 4, 2019, into a 10 line poem using the line “sitting on concrete” while also using parts of the lines “thin white hands” and “two little girls” in some way.
This poem is what I came up with after quite some deliberation.
It’s running out
Handle with care
Woman at the well
Visited by Truth
Living Water spoke
Woman’s life was changed
(Read the Story in John 4: 5-30)
Who are you four,
Friends or foe?
Grand-daughter sent me this pic she recently took at the beach. I was taken aback by all the faces I saw in the clouds!