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Our Techie

A visit with our son last week

Resulted in a worthwhile time.

He’s known as a computer geek.

His gadgets often ring or chime.

He helped us out on each device.

What I don’t know could be a crime.

I can’t complain about the price.

And now I have more gigabytes.

His explanations are concise.

Now I can quickly search the sites.

And have more time to write a poem.

His help is one of my delights.

I hate to see our son go home.

We’ll see him next time, when we roam.

Poetic Asides Magic

Magic

M iracles happen, most would

A gree. Not by waving a wand.

G od can do all things. Nothing’s

I mpossible with Him. His loving

C are is a type of magic we all need.

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The Box

The Lord held out a large, old, dusty box.

I looked at it and wondered, “What’s inside?”

He smiled and gave me keys for all the locks.

“So open it,” He said, His smile was wide.

What if I wasn’t smart enough, if tried?

Or could it injure me along the way?

Perhaps it would strip me of any pride.

I stood there, still not knowing what to say.

A guessing game is what I’d like to play,

or see the future instantly and clear.

Should I dare open up the box that day?

If so, how would I conquer every fear?

I didn’t have to know what was in store.

Just had to know and trust my Savior more.

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Picking up Purple People

Our church youth group, about to paint the bus,

thought “the purple-people-picker-upper”

unique and fun and sounded good to us.

But some argued purple people transfer

was not what this good church had in its mind.

Yes, all common skin tones , we would chauffeur.

So we chose yellow-green just to be kind.

Christened “screaming yellow-green church machine.”

though calling it “the bean” we became inclined.

But we’d pick up purple people if seen.

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Moonlight

Indigo sky

Dark, shimmering water

Dock stretches out in balmy air

Lights begin to twinkle on distant shore

Couple in silhouette share kiss

Glorious beginning

The spell was cast

Moonlight

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Relaxation

Four lawn chairs lined up in a row

To watch the sail boats come and go.

I dream of sailing out to sea

Past pines and hillsides ‘long the beach,

Where sea gulls fly and humpbacks breach

With cool breeze blowing light and free.

But here I sit so locked in land

And only dream of sea and sand.

I’m glad that Pinterest has no fee.

Poetic Asides I Get...

I Get Thankful

I get thankful

when I fill out forms

for new doctor visits

and follow the instructions

to check those that apply

to you now or in the past.

Cancer No

AIDS  No

Heart defects No

Arthritis  No

Meningitis No

Diverticulitis No

Ebola  No

Asthma  No

Fibromyalgia No

Cerebral Palsy No

Epilepsy  No

Kidney Disease NO

Stroke No

COPD No

Hearing loss No

On and on it goes.

It makes my actual ailments

seem not so bad.