Worship
Standing on the Rock
While white
waters whirl about
Honoring the Sun
Feeling safe
Comforted
Protected
Accepted
Forgiven
Hopeful
Vibrant
Joyful
Loved
Pure
Connie Peters' poems in progress
Worship
Standing on the Rock
While white
waters whirl about
Honoring the Sun
Feeling safe
Comforted
Protected
Accepted
Forgiven
Hopeful
Vibrant
Joyful
Loved
Pure
December 30th
Twenty- twenty-five
is wrapping up
It’s been mostly
a satisfying year
Except for some
unmet goals
Christmas
decorations, still up
Daughter’s
birthday celebrated
Twenty-twenty-five
is wrapping up
A deeper
relationship with God
Enjoyable times with
friends and family
It’s been mostly
a satisfying year
Three trips, two
part-time jobs
Continue with my
writing,
Except for some
unmet goals
Conduit
Love the Lord
above all loves,
With all your heart, soul, and mind.
Then you’ll find it easier
When kindness flows from above.
Happy Birthday,
Rebecca
Happy birthday,
Rebecca, may
All your days be
bright
Peaceful,
hopeful, full of
Power and might
You are a dear
friend, a fine hiking
Buddy. We hike
the trails together.
Interesting when
it’s muddy
Remember all the
fun
Times up montains
and
Hills. Spending the
Days, sometimes
with spills.
Always look to
Him who keeps
You in His care,
Remembering
Emanual who is
always there.
B e blessed, dear
sister
Especially on
your day,
Creating happy
memories
Cheerful all the
way
And with
happiness to stay.
Hello Friend
Today marks the
44th anniversary
of a wonderful
beginning.
I remember in the
middle of the night
looking into two
dark steely eyes
and saying, “Hello
friend.”
Oh, we’ve had our
ups and downs,
like all mothers
and daughters do.
But we remain
friends.
Look Up
When mood is down and skies are gray,
Sometimes the
Lord seems far away.
So look up,
remember the great, bright sun,
And the One who
is light.
A Quiet Christmas Day
I used to long for quiet
Christmas day,
And now that it’s here, is this
what I like?
Just hubby and me with a few
wrapped gifts,
A big turkey meal, leftovers
galore.
Phone calls and texts to family
and friends,
Not much for going out, at home
we stay.
Watching Netflix shows in my
easy chair,
A long walk knowing the dessert
in store.
Working a puzzle, the game that
I play,
Eating cake and ice cream, I
forgot pie.
Thanking God for baby in manger
hay,
Remembering the past of high
snow drifts.
And those noisy days seem so
far away,
But I like quiet days, my
spirit lifts.