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
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
Troubles
Like storm clouds
Floating into our lives
Will flow out like river water
Fear not!
Cinquain
(My mom lived in and survived the Great Depression. “This Too Shall Pass” was one of her favorite sayings. It is also becoming one of mine.)
Troubles
Everyday
Coming someone’s way
What can I say, but sigh and pray
Always
Cinquain
This poem was written in honor of Celebration of Life Day—January 22nd
It’s late and I am seeking sleep,
Yet all that I can find,
Are “what ifs”, “whys” and questions,
Deep within my mind.
“If only” is my companion,
As I search for needed sleep.
Rest I cannot find,
As the days troubles I do keep.
Worries weigh upon my heart,
And chase the peace away,
Until I turn to God,
Give it all to Him, and pray.
Leona J. Atkinson
04-26-13