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AN AUTUMN PRAYER

The sun’s golden rays

shine gently down upon the trees,

And it makes me want to say,

O Lord, I thank thee.

The burnished colors of

Red and orange and gold

Stir a feeling of contentment

Within my soul.

Another summer has passed us by, and yet,

When I gaze at the autumn sky,

I feel the peace and joy

of your love near by.

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The Rising and Setting of the Sun

   A new day dawns and there is an eerie silence around us.

We wonder as we look at the darkened sky

And we perceive a tiny sliver of gold appearing.

With a shimmering afterglow that gives one a feeling of

Being in another time and place.

Now the rays of the sun shine bright upon the earth

Our senses awake more intensely

We are one with the panorama before us

There is a freshening of life upon the earth.

Slowly but steadily we watch the morning sun appear.

It has beauty as shades of pink

begin to stretch out across the sky.

In the quiet of this new day,

we reflect on the gifts of this sun

Our spirits are lifted and we are happy

We are thankful for the warmth and nourishment it provides.

As the day ends, we watch the slow setting of the sun.

The sky becomes a canvass of red, pinks and gold with

Streaks of light clouds blending in so beautifully that

It becomes a palette of colors across the sky.

It is now the quiet time of the night and we rest.

A Broken Heart

There are times when life seems to overwhelm us

We become trapped in a world of our own and

Our hearts cry out for love and understanding.

Time seems to stand still in this place of longing

Nothing seems to change and we become

A prisoner of a broken heart

Another Day

I wake up after only a few hours of sleep

My mind starts overpowering me with what is to come’

Why must it be full of shouting and misery?

The day seems endless and there are tears

Where is the joy that should be part of this day

What is there upon which I can look forward

Just shouting, tension and stress

Yes, it is another day.

Cottonwood Seeds

Cottonwood seeds are so tiny and small

And the wind can carry them far before they fall.

But do they have to arrive at my window screens

And plug all the openings as they come on the scene

Now, I think nature is a wonderful thing

But cottonwood seeds in my screens only bring

Scrubbing and cleaning and work so hard

That I think I will go out in my yard

And look at my screens to finally let out

My frustrated scream and as they are about

To take me away, I look once more

At seeds on the screens and I know that

They think they have won – but not for long,

Because a new season begins and will right this wrong.

The time for those seeds has ended.

I can now see the beauty that surrounds me again

And am grateful that nature finally stepped in.

FAMILIES

We wonder, sometimes, about families we see,

Are they happy and content as they should be.

Behind their closed doors there may be strife

Affecting their home and always their life.

What makes a family so sad and despaired

There may not be enough love shared

That makes a person whole and happy and content

But that love has to be shown and really meant.

People yearn for a life that will bring the love they need

And, without knowing, we have planted the seed.

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