Remembrance

Cleaning out and organizing the writings I’ve done through the years has its rewards. I found poems, a few songs, Sunday School lessons, and stories that I wrote so many years ago, I’d forgotten about them. But, it was fun to re-read. It was sort of like meeting old friends. I’ll post a few of the poems here.

 First Snow

Winter tip-toed in last night when everything was still

And gently spread a robe of white over every sill.

It tucked the autumn leaves away in mounds of rounded snow,

While sleeping woodland creatures lay concealed, content, below.

 Hideaway

No one would guess it, but hidden away ‘neath the old fallen log, quiet and gray,

In crannies and cracks under the bark, bugs and beetles doze in the dark.

When sunny days warm them, they’ll crawl and they’ll creep

From the log that has sheltered their long winter’s sleep.

A Small Umbrella

Down among the grass stems a three-leafed clover grew.

It cupped its leaves to catch the sun and drink the morning dew.

But, when the raindrops drizzled from a black and blustery sky,

Its leaves were an umbrella for a cricket hopping by.