A Christmas poem of hope —

Learning to wait on God — We wait and impatience grows like weeds among lilies. I baked a pie to share at our Thanksgiving gathering at church. I canned the pear filling earlier in the season. I made the pie crust two days prior. …

I will never be responsible for your destiny, only mine — Some eight or nine years ago my husband and I watched the movie “Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy.” When the movie ended, I asked my husband, “Did you understand any of that?” His answer, “No.” Now, my husband is pretty good at following a movie but we sat through this entire…

A Poem —

A poem for September — We wandered through the thrift store Searching for a treasure Something to remind us Of this day we spent together Season in transition Cooler days bid cozy garb We were far from the familiar Surely something fabulous Would jump right in my arms But like the gray mist clouds I…

A poem —

The Postcard I Never Asked For — I must tell this story, for now, I am learning its lessons. It was Springtime,1996. An active mother of two children, 12 years difference, two marriages, and two stillborns in-between knows not when the bandaids will loosen and wounds will reopen. My son attended a Christian school. The class trip…

An Abecedarian poem based on the Lord’s Prayer — Adoration rises from my heart with the dawn as I Beseech my Heavenly Father to right all wrong Communion poured out is my daily bread Drawing me closer to hear what He says Emanating words pierce these ears Fragile now I heed what before shed no fear Grace drips heavy…

Reasons I still write postcards, note cards, and occasionally a letter — The postcard came about 10 days after my friend returned from her trip to Morocco. Wrinkled and torn at the edge, I wondered if the postman carried it on the bottom of his shoe for a few days before he realized it. …