via All of a sudden.
She died without me,
waiting until early morning hours.
Allowing a small grin, I know that if she were here
we’d giggle because we weren’t morning people.
She would have said to me, “I’ll take my leave
when you can’t see.” She knew I would be sleeping.
But that phone, that nurse’s voice,
the words that scarred me: There’s no time
I went, saw her. Saw her, gone.
Mom, you didn’t.
A white room, nursing home,
white blanket over her, hands folded,
not in prayer. That was left to me.
Her legacy? Fifty years of love
and no regrets.
We spoke those words out loud,
she to me, I to her.
They hold me now.
Thanksgiving is a time to reflect
It is a time to be truly thankful for all you have
It is not about what you lost
Nor about what you never had
It is a day to bow your head and give many thanks
Many before you have suffered and gone without
You are blessed to have all that you do
Try to remember this as you sit with your family
Maybe even all alone
Praise your GOD for the bounty set out before you
For the beautiful sky
The Stars up above
For the food on your plate
Maybe just the drink in your hand
Happy Thanksgiving to all of my fellow Americans
Happy Thanksgiving in the name of Peace and Sharing to all of you who live in this world with us.
It’s 5 in the morning, and Marley the cat
Is screaming he’s hungry, that’s why he’s so fat
I stumble around him, on way to the loo
It’s always the first stop…admit it’s yours too!
Then head to the kitchen, and put on a pot
Of freshly brewed coffee, all steamy and hot
I tell dear old Marley, you’ll just have to wait
Can’t get our dear Gracie to meet the bus late
And as I am dressing, I’m racking my brain
In hopes that the mem’ry of dreams will remain
But rarely, if ever do I have such luck
They’re buried quite quickly in this brain of muck
I’m dressed and I’m ready, we’re out the front door
And happily head to the bus stop once more
We’re smiling and laughing and singing a song
Then here comes the bus ’round the corner ‘fore long
I wave my goodbyes and head back homeward bound
And there Marley sits, making nary a sound
I give him his breakfast, and maybe a treat
And now he can stay out from under my feet
I’m at the computer, with coffee in hand
To see what has happened in old Facebook land
Maybe I’ll blog a dear poem for you
If I can come up with a good one or two
Now off to my studies, and laundry perhaps
With thoughts sometimes swirling, like they’re running laps
But trying to focus, and doing my best
The time to relax will be after the test
When afternoon comes, Gen’ral Hospital’s on
It’s my guilty pleasure, I’ve watched it so long
And 2:30 comes and I head down the walk
To pick up dear Grace, and we have a nice talk
I ask her what kind of a day that she had
And what kind of homework, “well that’s not too bad!”
I get her a snack and we visit a bit
And then to the shower, if I haven’t yet
It’s time to get ready to head to my class
I want to do well, and not merely to pass
The classes are fun, almost all of the time
I’m glad to be learning, and I feel sublime
And now class is over, I load up my stuff
The day’s almost over, it’s not been too rough
I spend just awhile winding down this old mind
Then out of my scrubs, my dear bed looks so kind
As I lay my head on the pillow again
I lift up a prayer, and then say “Amen.”
But not that it’s all of the praying I’ve done
Throughout all the day I have talked to the One
Who blesses me daily, or may dry my tears
Reminds me He’s with me, and calms all my fears
And I close my eyes and before we both know
Another day’s over, to dreamland I go.
Moved through life as if with a scythe?
Causing pain, causing retreat…defeat.
Do you ever sit and ponder your havoc?
Do you ever pray not just for forgiveness,
but for the rebirth of those left behind?
Partly to assuage your guilt, partly to
give life again to a lovely heart; you lay
in the dark praying for good things to
befall the sweetness that is not yours.
Put down your scythe!
Pray they open the door to their happiness.
Loud and obnoxious, I don’t want to be.
Calm, to speak gently, and smile pleasantly
What happened to me somewhere on the way
To make me defensive to so much they say
Defending myself when there’s really no need
I’ve been hurt so much, that my heart does still bleed
Lord, close up those wounds that are still so raw
Make the scars that I have, a strength, not a flaw
Make me an instrument of your peace
And all of the bitterness, help me release
This prayer today comes from deep in my soul
Lord, please give me back what the enemy stole.
I know what I ask is of things I must do
But I cannot do them without help from you.
So I’m placing myself in your gentle care
I trust in your love…you’ll help me get there.
tears roll softly for someone close
the thoughts and feelings to expose
unwanted illnesses and death
these words don’t ease the wrath
fighting battles that are never won
thinking tomorrow will never come
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Bright new day
I welcome you with your sunshine
And all the blessings just waiting to be discovered
Blessings from my God in heaven
Who loves me
With an amazing, perfect love
That love unimaginable, incomparable
From my dear, heavenly Father
Your mercies are new each morning
I will cast all my cares on you, for you care for me
I will not become impatient
I will wait
Your way is often not quicker
With time and care, you work out all of the details
As only you could ever do
Thank you, God.
Our night draws near
for our closeness so dear
a great day for all
the water we saw
walking in the park
the moons showing the dark
evening closeness we’ll show
for tomorrow she’ll go
we’ll both walk on air
till next prayer we share
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SATURDAY AT TIMZAUTO
Soothing quiet in the house alone
A bird in the window, sounds of atone
Television on not much to see
Up and about I sit under a tree
Reading Birds post of birthday present
Dandelions matured without any scent
Another day going exciting or bored
Yes we’re alive , thanks to the lord
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Morning has arrived again.
What will this day hold?
Will it be a happy day,
Or full of troubles, bold?
Will you find me ready
If this should be the day?
Or will you find me striving,
Or wandering astray?
Keep my foot from stumbling
As this new day goes on
That only love will rule my heart
Until the day is done.
And if I wake tomorrow
I’ll start it all again
Let my feet follow you, O Lord,
Keep my foot from stumbling, Lord
As this path I walk
Keep my words from causing pain.
Or help me not to talk.
Help me to be open, Lord
An honest and pure heart
But let that be with tenderness
Or let my words not start.
I know you see inside of me
In each of us you do
You know the hearts that just don’t care
And ones that remain true.
Give me, Lord, a gentleness
That peace may be my goal.
Help me seek to do your will
With all my heart and soul.