Onramp
May I be an onramp
Leading others to the Way
Expressing your love
And Your amazing grace
Knowing that You love me
And hear my every prayer
Help me be an onramp
Showing others that you care
May I be an onramp
Exiting the world
That others may be ready
For those gates of pearl
May I sing your praises
And express Your story
May all I think, say and do
Give You all the glory
EXIT
E xiting one thing and entering another can be an
eXciting opportunity.
I t’s not always a bad thing when something
ends.
T oday’s a new day, Lord, help me with my attitude!
The Big Exit
I remember when one friend asked me
what I would do if I only had two days to live.
I said I would start getting excited.
She looked puzzled at my response.
I always get excited before a trip.
I’ve been to all fifty states, Canada,
Ireland, Scotland, Mexico, The Caribbean.
But none compare to eternity in Heaven.
Using My Chooser
I listened to him ramble on and on
staring at the exit sign, wishing I could.
Somewhere in the past,
(how long had it been?”)
I made a conscious decision
that put me in this position.
I seem to do that over and over again.
Use your chooser, I used to tell my kids.
I’m learning to look ahead.
Where will I end up with this choice?
Sitting here being bored out of my mind?
I used my chooser, exited, and will not look
back.
Wanting to Travel
Locked inside I’m getting the itch
Under a pandemic, I swear
2020 is one big glitch.
Wanting to travel, don’t care where.
I dream of foreign countries while
I journey from sofa to chair
I putter around trying to smile
Wanting to travel, don’t care where
My suitcase is gathering dust
I wish for adventures to share
Getting on the road is a must
Wanting to travel, don’t care where
Thanksgiving Leftover
It slides and glides
I wish it would hide.
It’s quivers. Looks like liver.
It makes me shiver.
Would it be a loss to toss
this cranberry sauce?
I Shall Not Want
When I was little I didn’t go to church,
except for a few times with my mom.
I remember sitting by her in the pew
coloring on the bulletin with an ink pen,
wondering why the church wanted a preacher
with a speech impediment and was hard to understand.
I also marveled that Mom had a good singing
voice.
She didn’t sing much at home. Maybe with taking
care
of me and my four sisters, she didn’t feel like
singing.
Most of the Bible that I knew I heard on TV.
In Christmas specials, the story of Jesus
was mixed in with reindeer and Santa Claus.
The Bible verse that popped up most often
was, “The Lord, is my shepherd I shall not want.”
I wondered why no one wanted Him.
Later on in life, I figured out that I did want
Him
and most wonderful of all He wanted me.
The Lord is my shepherd, I will not lack
anything.
Remix of Tell Me a Story
Tell Me a Story
My little daughter said to me
Tell me a story please
So every night I’d tell her of
My home among the trees
Of my four sisters, cousins, too.
Of playing hide-n-seek
Of walking on our homemade stilts
And splashing in the creek
Of sled-riding and snowball fights
Pretend games that we’d play
Like Gilligan Island or spies
And playing lawn croquet
Of how we got our Duppy dog
Of hayrides on back roads
Of the all-girls Sunflower club
Of catching frogs and toads
I would tell them and retell them
She knew them all by heart
Yes, she fell in love with stories
Right from the very start
Remix of Thanksgiving poem
I’m Thankful for…
Periwinkles, lilacs and roses
Eyes, ears, mouths and noses
Chicken, chocolate and cashews
Blouses, skirts, pants and shoes
Kayaks and electric bikes
Long strenuous nature hikes
A great novel on a rainy day
God hears me when I pray
Good movies
and jigsaw puzzles
Cute little puppy-dog nuzzles
Hot bubble baths, autumn breezes
Sausages, crackers and fine cheeses
Writing, singing, and making art
Jesus living in my heart
Mountains with snow on top
Craft stores in which to shop
Fragrances of lilacs in the spring
My diamond wedding ring
Happy Celtic or Classical songs
Forgiveness for my many wrongs
Making music on my ukulele
Practicing my lessons daily
A hike amidst tall, swaying pines
Meeting my writing deadlines
Boogie boarding in the ocean
Taking a walk when I get the notion
Large crowds worshipping God
He loves me though I’m flawed.
My cell phone, computer and my car
Family and friends near and far
From a four-line poem about the Northern Lights to this Rondine.
My Bucket List
My bucket list grows longer each day
From climbing Mount Fuji in Japan
To seeing Nevada’s Burning Man
Going to Wales for a month-long stay
A world-wide cruise, writing all the way
Playing ukulele in a band
My bucket list
To take in a Northern Lights display
Painting plein air wherever I can
Sail the seas in a Catamaran
To go to the Wailing Wall to pray
My bucket list
From 1 Thessalonians 4: 16-18
The Lord Jesus and the archangel will shout
with the blast of the Heavenly trumpet.
Those Christians who died will resurrect
and we believers who remain on the earth
will join them in the air with Jesus Christ.
Then we will all be together forever.
Be encouraged! He not only saved us from sin,
but has promised us eternal life in Heaven.
What’s Next Today
Lord willing, I’ll paint the last bit
of my remodeling job of the house.
I’ll hang up some pictures on the wall,
family pictures in the hallway,
and some paintings in the bathroom.
I’ll write a third “what next” poem.
I’ll take a walk on this sunshiny day.
I’ll play my ukulele, learning “Hey Jude.”
I’ll figure out how to play, “I Look to You.”
I’ll do ballroom dancing exercises.
I’ll make meals, do dishes, debone turkey,
read, and kiss my hubby on his head.
What’s Next
After the pain,
After the losses
After the change
After the crosses
After disease
After quarantine
After the squeeze
After the vaccine
After the confusion
After the dismay
After the collusion
We’ll continue to pray.
Thank You Trinity
Thank You Father
for loving me.
Thank You Jesus
for setting me free.
Thank You Spirit
for guiding me
and living inside of me.
Thank You Radiant Trinity.
I’m Thankful for…
Roses, lilacs and periwinkles
Chicken, chocolate, cashews
Electric biking in a new city
A great novel on a rainy day
Jigsaw puzzles and good movies
Hot bubble baths, autumn breezes
Writing, singing, making art
Mountains with snow on top
Fragrances of lilacs in the spring,
turkey baking, and fallen leaves.
Happy Celtic or Classical music
Playing my songs on my ukulele
A hike amidst tall, swaying pines
Boogie boarding in the ocean
Large crowds worshipping God
Family and friends near and far
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!
Saving the World
The world was coming to an end.
I went deaf as I ignored the phone.
It rang a thousand times
as I worked myself to the bone.
Sorting a million wires
that were stored in a thousand boxes.
It looked like a mastermind puzzle
twisted by sly, old foxes.
As the time bomb ticked away,
I somehow got a hunch.
The world could wait for later.
I was starving for some lunch.
Our Adventures
A tiger leapt from the bushes.
It snarled at Jimmy and me.
We could hear it growling,
as we brothers tried to flee.
Okay it was a pussy cat
meowing at Jimmy and me.
We could hear it purring
as it cuddled contentedly.
We carefully crossed the planks
where the river raged below.
The gangsters were chasing us.
We didn’t know where to go.
Okay, we walked across a little bridge
that covered a small stream.
Some soccer players jogged on by
as they worked out for their team.
We approached big iron gates
of the palace of the queen.
The trumpet sound rumbled
and announced some fine cuisine.
Okay, Mom waited in the kitchen.
The rumble was my belly.
She had called us in for lunch
for a peanut butter and jelly.
The Greatness of the Lord
One cannot exaggerate
the greatness of the Lord.
Creator of the universe,
He’s one to be adored.
One cannot exaggerate
Heavenly Father’s great love.
He knows each hair-count.
He cares from above.
One cannot exaggerate
the passion of the Christ.
He laid down His life,
forgiveness He supplies.
Once cannot exaggerate
the Holy Spirit’s power.
Whomever He indwells,
He’ll raise in that hour.
One cannot exaggerate
the greatness of the Lord.
Creator of the universe,
He’s one to be adored.
The love of God transcends through time.
Eternal hope is most sublime.
He loves us greatly though we’re flawed.
Transcends through time, the love of God
He’s deserving of all our praise.
Our voices and our hands we raise.
With our loyalty unswerving
Of all our praise, He’s deserving.
Let us love Him with all our strength.
For Him let’s go to any length.
Let’s let our passion not grow dim.
With all our strength, let us love Him.
Beyond Feelings
Sometimes I think that God is faraway.
And I feel close to nothing when I pray.
But I
recall the things He’s done for me.
My faith in His great love is here to stay.
He sent His Son, from sin to set us free.
He answers prayers (perhaps not speedily).
He does what’s best for those He loves, it’s
true.
With God I so wholeheartedly agree.
The Lord’s not far but near to me and you.
Eternal love will always see us through.
To love Him back’s the best thing we can do.
To love Him back’s the best thing we can do.
