casbairdne (first half)

 

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.

Birthday acrostic

 

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.

beginning Poetic Bloomings

 

Hello Friend

 

Today marks the 44^th 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.

byr a thoddaid

 

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.

Bref Double

 

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.

The Bop

 

Vitrectomy

 

So I was on my way home from Breckenridge

Where I had attended training for a nature center.

Driving home something like a fat, black worm

Started coming down from the top left corner of my eye.

I had been warned this might happen.

My retina was detaching and it was the weekend.

 

Four days later I had surgery on my left eye.

I was told that they had put an oil bubble in,

And it would have to be removed later.

My vision was bad in that eye, but I could see a bit.

Driving was a trick, at times I saw double.

As I waited for the second eye surgery,

the pain, itching, watering cleared up.

Four months later, the bubble was removed.

 

I didn’t expect it to be as bad as the first.

It was like looking through a shower door.

I could see light and shadows in that eye.

The whole left side of my face hurt.

Thoughts assailed, What if it doesn’t get better?

Ten days in, seeing more movement gives me hope.

winter, Poetic Asides, triolet

 Winter Wonderland

 

It’s a winter wonderland,

We wonder where the snow went.

Has the white stuff been banned?

It’s a winter wonderland.

I may lie out and get tanned.

With a brown Christmas, I’m content.

It’s a winter wonderland,

We wonder where the snow went.