Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Dec 31 CB color


Martin talked Abigail into going Salmon fishing with him
Abigail thought of Martin as a melon head
but Martin considered Abigail a peach.

Pine trees around the dam tapered up like green carrots
Boulders on the beach like brown pumpkins
And pebbles scattered along the water’s edge, kumquats

Martin forgot to take the picnic lunch he promised
A kindly couple in a row boat offered them tangerines
And another fisherman gave them papayas and oranges

Martin kissed Abigail and her cheeks blushed persimmon
They caught nothing, but fiery love as the horizon turned vermillion.

Dec 30

Rejoicing in Weakness

In man dwells no good thing
Any good that crops up
Comes from God

So  I should be glad for my selfishness
For when I think of someone else
I know it’s God

And I should be thankful for my narcissism
Because when I give God praise
I know His Spirit is moving me

And when I’m full of self reproach
God is present when I encourage myself
When I am weak, He is strong

With air all around me, if I hold my breath,
I’ll die. God is everywhere,
I need to be open to His Spirit to live.

Dec 29

Color Drive

We packed a lunch that day
And piled into the van
To see the leaves, our plan
Gold, orange, red array
The mountains on display
Enjoy them while we can

We reached the lake up top
We took the beauty in
But cold cut to the skin
So we lopped short our stop
The picnic was a flop
The drive was still a win

And so we had our fill
And went back down the hill

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Poetic Asides pickup

Pick Up

Scattered laundry on a floor
Fast food on the run
Trash along the road
Colorful sticks just for fun

Items on a shopping list
Easter eggs hidden in grass
A package at UPS
Something new in class

Dry cleaning, dear
A hitchhiker begging for a lift
A penny for good luck
An extra shift

A possible date full of charms
A toddler with outstretched arms

Saturday, December 27, 2014


God is Love

G od, yes the creator of the universe
O pened Himself up to
D eath on the cross in

I ntercession for all
S inners, offering forgiveness,

L ove, grace and mercy for
O  ne and all. Love produces
V ictory over sin and death.
E ternal life is in the offering. 

Friday, December 26, 2014


This is a mixed up and messed up world
with hundreds of religions telling it like they see it.
When all else fails, love God and others.

Thursday, December 25, 2014

poetic asides excitement


A hundred race cars revving
up their engines in my heart.
A thousand little artists
painting images in my mind.
Five hundred horsemen
trotting though my veins.
Joy, hope, anticipation
twirling around like ballerinas.

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

PA Gogyohka

The Gogyohka

Writing a gogyohka
Sounds like a monster
Beware the gogyohka’s
going to get you.
Just a five-phrase poem.

Monday, December 22, 2014

PA Gogyohka


The splendid sight
Caused her to quiver
In joy and anticipation
Stacks of gifts
AKA books

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Poetic Bloomings It's a Wonderful Poem

If I disappeared
you’d be able to find me
by following the trail
of unfinished projects. 

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Posetic Asides prompt


Not the building
A group of people
Housing the Invisible
Joy, peace, love
Anticipating Home

Friday, December 19, 2014

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Poetic Asides High

Post-Bucket List

I write these things to you who believe in the name of the Son of God so that you may know that you have eternal life.” I John 5:13 

It’s fun to come up with a bucket list,
those things you’d like to do
before you kick the bucket.

But my list is rather long,
and I think about those post-bucket days
in heaven.

What will it be like?
What will we do?
We have forever!

So here is my post bucket list:
Climb to the highest spot in heaven,
whether it’s the original Mount Everest or not.

Learn to ice skate
and dance like an Olympian
to music I’ve composed myself.

Speaking of musical instruments,
I want to learn them all!
Since we have eternity, I may as well.

And writing! After I finish
all the books I started.
I’ll write some more.

Won’t it be fun to write the tales
of Peter, Paul and Mary
(not the singing group) but maybe them, too.

Painting! Talk about living color!
I’ll experiment with all the old colors
and the new ones, as well.

And travel? Just think how big heaven is.
I’d like to explore its dimensions,
via sail boat, hot air balloon, and bike.

Is snow warm and, perhaps, colorful?
Imagine down-hill skiing
with no fear of broken bones!

Think of meeting those from history,
famous people and ancestors,
hearing their stories,

I look forward to meeting Uncle Bill,
my dad’s dear brother
who died in WWII.

And of course, dance with Jesus,
along with children skipping along
among the flowers and singing praises.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Creative Bloomings triolet

The Way, the Truth, the Life

O, wisdom weep at this sad earth
Until creation’s birthed anew
God’s promises hold endless worth
O, wisdom weep at this sad earth
Your hope is in the Christ child’s birth
The babe embodies all that’s true
O, wisdom weep at this sad earth
Until creation’s birthed anew 

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Creative Bloomings Christmas song line

O, Come All Ye Faithful

A Christmas song
Sung once a year.
The words become
So very dear,

That once a year
Is not enough
To adore the Lord
For His great love.

O, Come let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord!

Saturday, December 13, 2014

PA prompt


F irmly planted
O rganized in a logical way
U sing underpining to avoid pining over what you can’t have
N urtured in a strong groundwork
D eliberate in your basis of living
A lways establishing what’s good and right
T aking steps to build a strong base
I nstituting solid principles
O utreaching in charity and compassion
N ever neglect a solid foundation

Friday, December 12, 2014

Creative Bloomings Terzanelle

Shannon Creek Park

There was a park called Shannon Creek
A sheltered place within the shade
There was a park called Shannon Creek

The memories have come to fade
Those times when I was just a kid
A sheltered place within the shade

I think of all the things we did
We swam and fished and played all day
Those times when I was just a kid

With country music on display
And horseshoes ringing in the air
We swam and fished and played all day

Small children swinging, with no care
The hot dogs sizzling on the grill
And horseshoes ringing in the air

Of fun and food we had our fill
There was a park called Shannon Creek
The hot dogs sizzling on the grill
There was a park called Shannon Creek

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Poetic Asides false


The little boy not knowing truth from lies
and wonders why
his dad can’t see him anymore.
He waits for him to walk through the door.

As he grows up with bitterness and disillusionment
will he realize
it’s because of that time
when Mom took him to that man with a white jacket
and he told the man stories.

He said, “Yes, Daddy did that.”

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

A CB prompt

Staying Active

I don’t like sitting like a rock.
I want to be up and active like a jock.
Kayaking, swimming, biking
Gardening, rafting, hiking
Traveling, chatting, reading
Crocheting, writing, eating
Okay, I guess I like sitting, too.
But I want to be up and moving when I’m through.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Creative Bloomings song title

To Stay

I dated my first serious boyfriend
for four years. Actually I dated him
one year, and for the next three years,
we tried to break up, but we kept
getting back together, while
“Fifty Ways to Leave Your Lover”
played in the background. Eventually,
we grew apart. He wound up in my wedding,
 but not as the groom. For the next
thirty-five years I must have thought of
more than fifty ways to leave my lover,
but there’s only one way to stay
and that’s to stay. 

Monday, December 8, 2014

Creative Bloomings senryu

Sometimes a poem hides
Until the poet threatens
To take his toys and go home.

Sunday, December 7, 2014

Saturday, December 6, 2014


To Do or Write

If we did nothing but write,
before long, we’d have nothing to write about.
If we never wrote,
our learning
our memories 
our appreciation
would suffer.
Let’s do both,
write something worth reading
and do something worth writing
so we may thrive.

Friday, December 5, 2014

extra fairy poem

Lily, Tilly, Milly, Spark and Lark

Mama Fairy came into the play room holding Lark the baby fairy.
Time to get ready for bed.
Put away your toys, Snack, drink, brush teeth. Baths. Potty,
Lily, Tilly and Milly set about doing all their mama said.
But Lark had just a few more things to do.
He had to call his friends Doodles and Noodles.
He had to feed his pet caterpillar.
And he just had to finish playing with his fire truck,
After all his action figure was about to burn to death.

Lily, Tilly and Milly were all cozy in their rooms.
But Mama had to help Spark
Put away his toys. Get him a snack and a drink.
Brush is teeth. Take a bath.
Spark sat up in bed, I have go to the bathroom.
Mama quietly led him to the bathroom.
Spark saw soap sitting at the sink.
Would it float.
Spark are you playing in the water
No just conducting an experiment.
Get to bed!

Spark lay in bed. Looking at the ceiling.
What was that noise something tapping on the window.
Mom there’s a troll trying to get in.
Mama came in
No just a branch in the wind.

Spark lay there a little while
Mama Larks making noise.
Mama came back in.
Lark will be quiet if you be quiet.
She patted the baby’s bottom
And soon Lark was quite.

Spark lay there a little longer.
He jumped out of bed
And ran to Mom who was reading a book.
I forgot to feed Peppers
No you didn’t go back to bed.

Mom looked like she was having too much fun.
Spark went out again.
Will you read me a story.
No, but I will read in your doorway.

Mama dragged her door to the doorway and began reading.
Spark came to the door and asked for another drink.
Mama pointed back to the bed.

Spark came to the door rubbing his belly.
I think I’m getting sick.
Mama pointed back to the bed.

Spark began to get out of bed
But he forgot why.
He had lots of thoughts running through his head.
Why was it that he needed to get out of bed.
He tried to think
But soon he fell asleep.

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Poetic Asides difficulties

If I Had My Druthers

Lots of good things
come from difficulties:
Character growth
Problem-solving skills
New beginnings.
Even so,
I’druther not have them.

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Creative Bloomings vers beaucoup

Christmas Lights in the Morning

The light is a sight and I might
fight to sit a bit
fit in the chair to stare
where the tree I can see in peace.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Creative Bloomings Helping Hand

Clarence and Marie

“Tell me what you’ll need,
and I’ll show you how to do without it,”
said the kind old man
who lived across the road.

But he and his wife did a lot for us
(a young couple and a baby)
living far away from home,
our friends and relatives.

They became our second parents,
inviting us over for holidays,
running  us to Bible Studies,
offering us help and encouragement.

We lost each other over the years,
but we’ll always be grateful for them.

Monday, December 1, 2014

Creative Bloomings fire in my soul


The fire, more extensive
than the universe,
fits quite snugly in my soul,
longing to be released
in speech, deeds and poetry
to set the world ablaze.

Sunday, November 30, 2014

PAD Challenge 30 inevitable


The moon glows with magic
The stars twinkle in time
Fairy songs lilt in the wind
Lilac sweeten the air
Fireflies light the way
Pixies watch and giggle
A first kiss

Saturday, November 29, 2014

PAD Challenge Do It Again

Do It Again!

Mama Fairy said,
“Lily, Milly, Tilly and Spark,
Please take your baby brother, Lark,
Over to the neighborhood park.
Don’t make me say it again.”

At the park, they did the right thing.
And pushed baby Lark on the swing.
He liked it when they would sing.
And Lark said, “Do it again! Again! Again!”
So they swung him, again, again and again.

They took Lark by the hands and whirled.
‘Round and ‘round in circles they twirled.
Till trees, grass and rocks were swirled.
And Lark said, “Do it again! Again! Again!”
So they whirled him, again, again and again.

He’d crawl on their backs, astride.
So they would take him for a ride.
They’d fly him about, far and wide.
And Lark said, “Do it again! Again! Again!”
So they flew him, again, again and again.

Mama called, “It’s time for a nap!”
So they hurried home in a snap.
Lark, fell asleep on Mama’s lap.
And he began to snore.
And the fairy kids said, “No more!”

So they rested their weary heads.
And fell asleep in their beds.
Then heard what each fairy dreads.
Lark’s tiny voice, “Do it again!”

Friday, November 28, 2014

PAD Challenge news


What’s wrong?
Haven’t you heard the news?
Santa’s not coming due to budget cuts.
“We’ll help.”
All the fairies joined forces
and children got their goodies for Christmas.
Were they happy?
The ones who were happy
thinking Santa wasn’t coming
were the same ones who were
happy after he did.

Thursday, November 27, 2014

PAD Challenge appreciative poem

Thank You, Lord

For all good things that come from You, Thank You, Lord.
For material things I can afford-
A well-stocked fridge, a heated home,
A new laptop, cars to roam,
An ereader, so I won’t be bored.

For places I’ve seen and the unexplored-
Mountains and mesas, ocean and fjord,
Deserts and valleys, with fertile loam.
Thank You, Lord.

For friends and family whom I’ve adored,
For times we live in one accord,
For love and laughter, joy and hope,
For grace and mercy by which we cope,
For promises of heaven and reward.

Thank You, Lord.

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

PAD Challenge Same

So Doodles Did

“I’m bored,” said Doodles the fairy,
“There’s nothing to do.”

“I’ll give you something to do,” said Mama.
And Doodles knew Mama was thinking of chores.

And that was worse than being bored.
He had to think of something fast.

“I’ll go see Winkles,” said Doodles.
So Doodles did.

But Winkles wasn’t home.  Winkle’s Mom asked,
“Will you take this cup of saffron to Milly’s mom?”

So Doodles did. Milly’s mom asked,
“Will you help me move this chair?”

So Doodles did. Mrs. Robin called down,
“Will you birdysit for a few minutes?”

So Doodles did. Doodles said,
“I may as well go home and do chores.”

So Doodles did.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

PAD Challenge love

When Fairies Leave Their Homes

When fairies leave their little homes,
they don’t just walk out the door,
or give a little wave, a nod of the head,
a flutter of their wings or just say byebye.

They care about their Mom and Dad Fairies
and want to make absolutely, positively sure
that while they are out playing or learning
they leave only fine fuzzy fairy feelings.

So when fairies leave their homes,
they give their moms and dads
kisses and hugs and snuggles and smiles.
And their parents hug and kiss them back.

So when they go out to school or play,
warm feelings fill their tiny tummies
until it’s time to go back home again.
And it makes Mom and Dad feel good, too.

Monday, November 24, 2014

PAD Challenge I'll be

I’ll Be Seven Tomorrow

“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly.
“Doodles, Noodles, Snickerdoodles,
Twinkle, Sprinkle and Winkle
and my sisters and brothers will party.”

“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly.
“We’ll dance when the moon rises
with the nymphs and the sprites,
the pixies and the fireflies.”

“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly.
“We’ll sing with the nightingales and owls.
We’ll play lots of party games,
like pin the tail on the dragon and go fish.”

“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly.
“We’ll eat honey cakes and pixie pears.
We’ll slide down the leaves of the Pandan
and swing on the honeysuckle vine.”

“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly.
“And I’ll get many gifts: silky slippers,
clothing of Foxgloves and lilies,
and maybe a new wand with pixie dust.”

“I’ll be seven tomorrow,” said Nilly,
and I’ll sleep all day long in my cozy fern bed.”

Sunday, November 23, 2014

PAD Challenge Alone

The Old Fairy

There was an old fairy who lived in the woods.
The fairy kids visited often for fun.
This fairy was older than trees, lakes or rocks.
 On Fridays, they’d meet and to her they would run.

Her lips were straight lines and her hair had turned white.
Her skin was all wrinkled, her eyes misty gray.
Her back bowed and bent, her long fingers curved ‘round.
Her voice shook and warbled as she’d smile and say,

“Come in my dear fairies. It’s nice that you came.
I’ll tell you what happened here so long ago.”
The fairies leaned forward to hear her great tales.
To all of their questions the answers she’d know.

She told of the king and the queen of the land,
The dragons who rumbled and hid in the hills,
The trolls and the pixies, the dryads and nymphs,
The unicorns, centaurs, the dwarves and the elves.

She told of adventures and scary, brave quests,
And fights with the evil dark villains of night.
She told of the laughter, the romance and songs,
Of how in the end everything turned out right.

The fairies would giggle and gasp at her tales,
Until they soon had to go back to their home.
Old Fairy would sigh and say, “Dears, come back soon.
I’d rather tell stories than be all alone.”

Saturday, November 22, 2014

PAD Challenge Release

Fireflies Fly Freely

Ten fairies liked to fly with lightning bugs.
They found ten lightning bugs inside a jar.
They tried with all their might to set them free.
Without some help they could not get so far.

Ten fairies liked to fly with lightning bugs.
They lit their path at night so they could see.
Bugs told some funny jokes and made them laugh.
They twinkled and they danced most merrily.

They found ten lightning bugs inside a jar.
The lightning bugs were sad that they were caught.
“Please help us out,” they called out to their friends.
“With all our light, it’s getting rather hot.”

They tried with all their might to set them free.
The lid was on the jar so very tight.
They pounded on the sides till they were tired.
To leave them there, just didn’t seem quite right.

Without some help they could not get so far.
They whispered in the small big person’s ear.
He loosened up the lid and set them free.
The fairies and the bugs began to cheer.

Friday, November 21, 2014

PAD Challenge Directions

North, South, East and West

Milly the fairy followed a cat,
Then flew up high after a bat.
She didn’t know which way to go.
And then a cold wind began to blow.

Milly sat down and started to cry.
For she didn’t know which way to fly.
“I’m lost,” said Milly. “I’m all turned around.”
Then a gopher popped up from the ground.

“The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.
From that, you will know the rest.
East sounds like eat. To know the lay of the land,
you face north when you eat with your right hand.”

“Fly south, straight to your home.
Now you know which way to roam.”
So Milly learned north, south, east and west.
“Thank you, Gopher, you’re the best.”

Thursday, November 20, 2014

PAD Challenge I'll Never

I Will Never Speak to You Again

Oh, I never will speak to you again.
I no longer consider you a friend.
You called my pet bug ugly,
And my teddy bear unsnuggly.
And you stole from me my favorite pen.

Oh, I never will speak to you again.
I no longer consider you a friend.
You won’t share your new toys with me.
And you always try to pinch me.
And your “that’s mining” never seems to end.

Oh, I never will speak to you again.
I no longer consider you a friend.
You’re so rough and tumble.
You caused my car to crumble.
And now the tires won’t unbend.

But now I am alone again.
I sure miss having you as friend.
So please, will you come over?
We’ll make a ring of clover.
For now our friendship we must mend.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

PAD Challenge Excuses

Spark’s Bedtime Excuses

My friend can stay up longer than me.
I need my Teddy bear. I have to pee.
It’s too noisy. Too light. Too hot.
I have to feed Billy the bug. I forgot.

Tell my Teddy to stop staring at me.
I need something to drink and something to eat.
My tummy hurts and so does my head.
There’s a monster under my bed.

Please tell me a story and sing me a song.
I’m ready to tell you what I did all day long.
I need to say my bedtime prayer.
I think I have gum in my hair.

On my windows, I hear tap, tap, tap.
Mama, let me sit upon your lap.
I’m not tired. Why do you get to stay up?
I ran out of water in my cup.

My wings want to flutter. My feet want to run.
I need to finish my game, I wasn’t done.
Too many thoughts run in my head.
I can’t sleep with crumbs in my bed.

Mama moved her chair near the door,
but didn’t listen to Spark any more.
His plan to stay up didn’t keep.

Finally, he fell fast asleep. 

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

PAD challenge sweet

Honey Cakes

Fairies like honey cakes
And tea with sugar and cream
So make them like the fairy makes
Fairies like honey cakes
Hurry, now, for goodness sakes!
For this is what fairies dream
Fairies like honey cakes
And tea with sugar and cream

Monday, November 17, 2014

PAD Challenge Afflicted

The Tooth Fairy

“Oooooooooooh,” groaned Sprinkle. “My tooth hurts!”

“Let me see,” said Mama fairy.

“No, it hurts too much!”

“You’re going to have to go to the dentist.”

“Will it hurt? I don’t want to go.”

“It might hurt a little at first,
but then the pain will go away.”

Mama and Sprinkle fluttered over to the dentist.
They had to wait in a room with lots of chairs.
Sprinkle and Mama looked at magazines.

Soon a lady fairy called, “Sprinkle!”

Mama and Sprinkle left the magazines
on the low table.
The lady led them to a small room.
Sprinkle and Mama waited some more.
Sprinkle wished she would have brought
in the magazine from the big room.

Then another lady fairy came in.
“Hop up in this chair,” said the lady.

Sprinkle sat in the big chair.
She was careful not to wrinkle her wings.

The lady said, “You’ve brushed your teeth
and flossed, I see.
So this won’t take so long.”

The lady used a tool to scrape Sprinkle’s teeth clean.
She used another tool to suck up the spit.
It made a funny gurgling noise.
Sprinkle wiggled and squirmed.

“Hold still,” Mama said.

Finally the lady was done.
“Now, the dentist will see you.”
The dentist came in
and told Sprinkle to say ahhh.

“Ahhh,” said Sprinkle.

“I see the problem,” he said.
He took out a needle.
“It will pinch a little,
but it will keep you from hurting a lot.”

Sprinkle was brave and opened her mouth wide.
It pinched. “Owww!” Sprinkle said.
Then the dentist used another tool
and pulled out the tiny tooth.
She didn’t feel that at all.

He wrapped the tooth in gauze
and gave it to Sprinkle.
“Put this under your pillow
and the tooth fairy
will give you a nice surprise.”

“Really?” Sprinkle said.

“Yes, really.”

“I will give you something, too,” said the dentist.
He brought out a box of toys and said, “Pick one.”

Sprinkle chose a brightly colored yoyo.
She and Mama told the dentist goodbye.

That night Sprinkle put her tooth
under her pillow made of moss.
Later that night she heard a noise.
She peeked out from under her fern blanket.

The tooth fairy flew in her window
wearing a sparkly blue gown
and a golden crown.

When she came toward Sprinkle,
Sprinkle gasped in surprise.
“Mama! You’re the tooth fairy?”

“Shhh! Don’t tell anyone,”
Mama said with a wink.

Sprinkle smiled
and went back to sleep.
In the morning she found
a shiny, silver bracelet under her pillow.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

PAD Challenge explanatory

Fairy ABC’s

A is for acorn caps fairies wear upon their heads
To match their little dresses in purples, greens and reds
B is for butterflies with fairies in the sky
They look a lot like flowers soaring high
C is for colors yellow, orange, red, purple, blue and green
                Fairies like bright colors that can be clearly seen
D is for dragonfly on which fairies like to ride
                Zipping along here to there and side to side
E is for evening when fairies come out to dance               
               Appearing as mere shadows at first glance
F is for ferns fairies like to use for beds
                Along with mossy pillows to lay their little heads
G is for glimmer fairies who live in the sea or turn gardens bright
                They may play the piccolo or send out rainbow light
H is for honeycake fairies like to eat
                Like you and me they like to taste foods that are sweet
I is for invisible when fairies don’t want to be seen
                They like to live in a person’s house if they keep it clean
J is for jonquil that make good fairy skirts
                And boy fairies use red roses to make pretty shirts
K is for King of Everything who makes all things good
                The hills the lakes, the sky, the streams, the wood
L is for lightning bug to light the fairies’ paths
                As they scamper to the streams to take their bedtime baths
M is for magic, when fairies need a disguise
                They may take on shapes as leaves or appear as dragonflies
N is for natural foods fairies eat for their health
                Saffron, pears and mallow fruit add to fairies’ wealth
O is for outdoors where fairies like to play
                They like to sing and dance about, that is the fairy’s way
P is for pixie dust to make things fly
                Happy thoughts will send them way up high
Q is for queen who rules the fairy land
                She’s kind, beautiful and grand
R is for rosemary one of their favorite flowers
                Delicate with fragrant fairy powers
S is for saffron fairies use as a spice
                It makes all the foods they like taste extra nice
T is for tulips for where fairies’ babies sleep
                They cuddle in the silky folds and do not make a peep
U is for underground where some fairies make their home
                In the evenings they go out to fly about and roam
V is for violins fairies play when they dance beneath the moon
                They skip and hop and leap about to a lively tune
W is for wands fairies use to make their magic flow
               To use their wands to do good deeds is what all fairies know       
X is for xylophone, an instrument fairies like to play
                They hang it around their little necks and plink soft songs all day
Y is for yard fairies like full of bright and cheery flowers
                They like to sit within their shade and wile away the hours
Z  is for zipping fast when hiding comes to mind
                That you see is why fairy folk are very hard to find

Saturday, November 15, 2014

PAD Challenge Holy

Holy Manger

The fairy children gathered around a manger scene.
“Why is that Baby Big Person in a trough?” Twinkles asked.
“That’s a funny place to sleep,” Tilly said.
“That’s sort of a statue of the Son of the King of Everything,”
Mama Fairy told them.
“What!” The fairy children gasped
“Didn’t He live in a palace?” Doodles asked.
“Why did he have to sleep in a food trough?” Winkle wondered.
“They didn’t have room for him at the Inn,” Mama said.
“So while they traveled, He slept in a barn.”
They stared at Mama Fairy with open mouths.
“The King of Everything wanted to make sure
Big People didn’t get mixed up.
They tend to think greatness
has to do with skills, riches or power.
But Baby Jesus is great because of who He is.
He is a gift to anyone
who makes room for him in his or her life—
the poorest of the poor to the richest of the rich.”
“We’ll make room for Him,” Milly said.
All of the fairy children nodded in agreement.

PAD follow


You may think you see fireflies,
but really they’re tiny lanterns,
lighting the way for fairies.

Follow the flickering lights
and you may catch a glimpse
of a fairy caught unaware.

Friday, November 14, 2014

PAD Challenge optional

Shoe Shopping

Twinkle Fairy went to buy shoes.
So many pairs from which to choose.
Hiking boots, sneakers, flying shoes, flip-flops,
shiny shoes, saddle-shoes, rainboots, high tops,
high heels, penny loafers in pinks and blues,
tap shoes, tennis shoes, ballet shoes,
with emeralds, rubies, diamonds, bows,
slippers and ballet shoes with pointy toes,
leaf shoes, silky shoes, new and used.
Twinkle was beginning to feel confused.
She didn’t want to buy shoes anymore.
She turned around and flew out the door.