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It’s A Wonderful Life

[ This poem coincides with
the theme of the movie
“It’s a Wonderful Life”. ]

I wasn’t rich
Nor too well known;
Not many people
Knew my home.

Not stunning,
Nor too much to look at —
Might even say
I was a bit fat.

But should I say
I wasted time,
If for a while,
I made you smile?

If for a while
I eased your cares,
And let you know
Somebody cares?

If once
I made you laugh
And then,
We both began to laugh again?

No one’s a failure,
As they say,
If he has friends
Who by him stay.

Ocean Fantasy

“Come down to the sea”,
The seagull cried —
And suddenly,
I’d shrunk in size!

I sat upon
The seagull’s back;
Clung to his feathers
Snow-white, flat.

We soared above
The teal-dark waves,
O’er foam that covered
Sailors’ graves.

O’er jagged cliffs,
He took me far;
Then took me low
To spy sea stars.

Oh, happy time
I spent that day —
Above the sea,
Above the waves.

If You Can’t Live by the Ocean


I’d Like to Give …

I’d like to give you

Sadly Seeing

It is my way
Of sadly seeing.
My temperament,
A type of being.

A melancholy
View of life.
I tend to see
The sadness, strife.

Don’t think you ought
To be like me.
It’s good that others
Flowers see.

But if my tears
Will help you care —
That is the reason
That I share.

Or to let go
Of burden borne.
We’ll share the load,
Not be forlorn.

The Lonely Redwood

[At this time of year (late July, early August), the redwood tree next door
 is continuously dropping its cones on the ground.]

All day long
The redwood rains.

Its cones, they drop
On concrete,
Wood, and dirt,
On tiled roofs,
On weedy grass.

It is their task …
To reproduce,
To bear much fruit —

But, alas …
They’ll rarely come
To new green shoot.

The lonely redwood
Planted there,
In city, town,
In suburb brown,
Will boast a solitary crown.

No seed will sprout
On concrete, wood,
On tiled roofs,
But maybe dirt,
Or weedy grass.

Then soon is trampled
Underfoot —
No room for more.

Battle of the Mind

[Describes the battle against negativity, depression, believing lies,
wrong thinking, etc.  I don’t 
despair now, but have experienced
the feeling.]

Eyelids lifting,
Day beginning.
Lifting bones;
Must keep from sinning.

Every minute
A battle rages.
Mind’s temptations;
Are you winning?

Laziness
And deep despair.
The battle in
My mind aware.

The thoughts that come
I must resist.
The lies, deceptions
Must desist.

Don’t let Satan
Warp your mind.
Look to Jesus
Strength to find.

White Noise

A sound
That many sounds contains,
Like rushing wave,
Like windy day.

It’s calming, soothing,
Helps me sleep.
A restful peace
Across me creeps.

I long for ocean,
The real thing.
It’s glorious sound
Will bring me peace.

Unseen Hand

Just a blank wall
Is all I see.
But still, Your hand
Is touching me.

I feel alone,
And yet, I’m not.
Blindly following,
But still — not lost.

Your hand upon me,
An unseen plan.
Your ways, mysterious;
Please help me stand.

Unnoticed

Black butterfly
On angel’s wings.
A brown and common
Bird that sings.

A blade of grass
That no one sees.
A quiet child,
A bright sunbeam.

They pass her by —
Nothing unusual.
She sits and sighs —
It’s life as usual.