We can share on common ground
Though we are different
Old friends passing time
Revisiting times and places
Bring forth laughter and tears
As they share fond memories
Of youthful days so long ago
Leona J.Atkinson 01-24-14
Exploring the back roads of Oregon,
my grandchildren and I end up taking an unexpected Ferry Ride
across the Williamette River.
Quite a new experience for all of us!
Later, we share thoughts, ideas and memories
as we eat lunch in a small bakery named “Leona’s”,
so named for anothers’ grandmother,
in this little town of Mt. Angel,
surrounded by vineyards and Mission State Park,
where some of Oregon’s earliest settlers lived and worked
at the Williamette Mission nearly 170 years ago.
There was a lot of history all around us just waiting to be discovered,
and our four curious minds, sought it out,
as we enjoyed spending the day together,
making history of our own.
You sat there with me, in good times and bad,
Sometimes you were the closest friend, in the natural, that I had.
You supported me when I needed to weep, and
You often held me until I fell asleep.
With you, I would spend time, either alone or with family,
thinking, praying, reading, studying or just dreaming about a future journey.
You always went with me each time I moved,
and because of you my life much improved.
I’d curl up so cozily in your place,
and God would meet me in that space.
He’d talk to me in my head, or remind me in His word, of things He’d said.
It was with you that I learned so many things,
about how to reach out and share my blessings.
You were always there to comfort and hold,
even though you were becoming very old.
Your age made you look a bit worn out,
but in your ability to stand firm I did not doubt.
But then the time came that I had to let you go,
How I’d manage without you, I did not know.
At that time I no longer had the room nor space,
And I let you go on to another place.
Someone else took you in for their own,
and I am sure gave you a great new home.
But I just wanted to tell you that I miss you so,
and wish I wouldn’t have had to let you go.
It may sound funny, but it is oh, so true,
Old Pink Chair, I really miss you !
Leona J. Atkinson 11-11-13
This a “Pocket Poem” I wrote and shared yesterday. I printed out 5 in the shape of a pocket, which I carried in my coat pocket,to share with people throughout the day.
One share was unexpected and very special!
So glad I was able to participate in “Pocket Poem Day 2013” and I plan to do so every year ! (And…next year I hope to print out even more to share! 🙂
I bless you with hope,
As you go about this day.
I bless you with dreams,
That will never fade away.
For as you keep these within,
The battle of life you will win!
“The Lord bless you and keep you;
The Lord make His face shine upon you,
And be gracious to you;
The Lord lift up His countenance upon you,
And give you peace.”
Numbers 6:24 (NKJV)
Leona J. Atkinson
© “Blessings–Pocket Poem” 04-18-13