The Poetry Marathon

The blank pages of a journal

Are waiting for thoughts to flow;

I have several, one for each family member

So someday they will all know.

How my heart loves them,

How I know I am truly blessed;

Even with misunderstandings

There is a reason behind every test.

The blank pages of a scrapbook

Are ready for memories to unfold;

So many moments filled with pride

In these pages I will share the joy.

Sports, graduation, college, serving our country

Little ones growing up too soon;

Now I keep those memories close by

My three children and husband, I love you!

The blank pages of a notebook

Where poems and stories start;

Okay, that’s not always true…

Many come from the heart.

An Oscar Moment in Time

Is not always a trophy or an award;

It’s family or a friend

Asking the writer for one more.

Free will here on earth

Alter’s life’s journey sometimes.

In time, we will understand why.

The truth is always known by God.

Heaven awaits us for…

Faith is truly the final frontier.

With the morning comes hope

With the morning comes a new start;

A loved one no longer in pain

A family no longer apart.

For up in Heaven the angels dance

As Jesus comes forward to say;

“Welcome home, child, we love you so”

We are all God’s children, no matter our age.

Testing. I’m here! 🙂