There is a touch of Autumn Lingering in the air. The leaves are falling downward And trees will soon be bare. The grass is turning yellow And birds are on the wing. It won't be long until We have forgotten Spring. The harvest moon is coming And long walks in the woods. We'll build a roaring campfire And put on our jacket hoods. Cold cheeks in late October And the making of S'Mores Reminds us of the wonder Of going out-of-doors. -Yu/stan/kema-
Take me down to the Valley of Thunder Where the horses run free and wild. My heart will soar with absolute joy As it did when I was a child. They will lift their heads and smell the air Like they did so long ago. We'll ride on the backs of horses we love And we'll race to the river below. The earth will shake from the horses hooves, And our hair will fly in the wind. We'll feel the strength of their muscles beneath And we'll ride 'til the journey's end. The feeling of wind, ourselves, and the horse, Stays magical in our minds. The memories we hold dear within Will last for a very long time. -Yu/stan/kema-
All that I am and strive to be comes before You on bended knee. I'm broken and spent and I'm empty-handed in a world full of evil where I feel stranded. My heart is heavy for those in pain and for the stressors that seem to remain. It's all I can do to stay on my feet and take a step forward and not feel defeat. So many losses over the years have taken a toll and left me in tears. My faith has been shattered in all I once knew. I became angry and distanced from You. I come to You, God, with my heart in my hands. I'm tired and exhausted. Will You understand? I just want to stand in the warmth of Your light and hear You say: " It will be alright." Just, rock me to sleep by the light of the moon and promise me, please, You'll be coming back soon. -Yu/stan/kema-
Holy is the One who came
To save us from our sins.
God gave to us His greatest gift
To help us make amends.
He sent His Son to die for us
And gave us life eternal.
He helps us deal with obstacles
Because He is paternal.
On Christmas Day we honor Christ
For all He did for us,
And when we give we can
The gifts of blessedness.
I’ve been given many mountains
To climb in my life.
Some have been easy
And some full of strife.
There were mountains I thought
I could not climb,
But I practiced persistence
And climbed them the next time.
There were days I felt strong
And days I felt weak.
Some days I cried hard
And could not speak.
But I kept on climbing.
I could see far below
The obstacles before me
And the way I should go.
I have one more mountain
To climb before death:
To fulfill God’s purpose
Before my last breath.
Follow me down to the river
On a bright, clear summer day.
We’ll search for minnows by the river bank
And take the time to play.
Follow me out to the meadow
Where the wild flowers grow.
We’ll stop and smell all the flowers
And dance as the wind blows.
Follow me down to the sea,
And we’ll walk in the drifting tide.
We’ll pick up sea shells on the shore
And open our arms wide.
Follow me down the road of life
And give me a helping hand.
When the road seems long and hard,
Just tell me you’ll understand.
For life is always a mixture
Of joy as well as sorrow,
And while today may be full of loss,
There is always the hope of tomorrow.
Let us give thanks for being alive And having the courage to survive. Let us be thankful for good friends And family on whom we can depend. Thank You God, for our daily bread, And the wonderful books we have read. Let us give thanks to God on high For the birds that sing as they fly. Forgive us God when we fail to see Your gifts to us can set us free. For even in loss, when all is gone, God gives us hope with each new dawn. When we are lost in the darkest night, The moon and stars bring us home with light. And when death comes and life is done, God gives us Life through His only Son. -Yu/stan/kema-
She’s a sweet little lady
And very protective of me.
Her eyes are no longer sharp,
And she can barely see.
She’s aware of all I do,
For her ears are turned my way.
They track my every movement.
She listens to what I say.
She loves to lay beside me
At night when darkness falls.
We both treasure the silence,
Before the night-owl calls.
My Sheltie soon grows weary.
Her breathing becomes deep.
I sing her sweet lullabies
As she gently goes to sleep.
When her soul enters heaven,
And she leaves this earth behind,
I hope that she’ll remember
I loved her and was kind.
Days grow shorter in October
When the wind blows from the North.
Autumn leaves drift gently downward
As tall trees bend back and forth.
Breezes dance across my face
And leave cold kisses on my cheeks.
I feel alive as I walk
The forest floor where Nature speaks.
Joy arises in my soul
When I touch trees with my hands.
I feel a part of tree and wind.
Few people really understand.
Come and listen to the silence.
Feel God’s Spirit all-a-round.
When you walk in the forest,
Know you’re touching sacred ground.
When I am filled with dark despair,
I notice geese fly through the air.
When teardrops fall from my eyes,
I see the sunshine in blue skies.
When it seems all hope is gone,
Daylight comes with a new dawn.
When it seems I can’t let go,
I’ve learned from nature to say “no”.
When the world seems at an end,
I’ve learned, on me, I can depend.
The power of the human mind
Can leave the darkness far behind.