Under the Tree #merrychristmas #poetry

gifts

as a child I would dream

of ribbons and bows

imagine the contents

things hidden, unseen

now I crinkle the paper

of my inner thoughts

so much more in the meaning

than the things that Ive bought

impoverished  the soul

for those fearing to live

take your pallet and walk

only Jesus could give

There is nothing incorrect

in such love for a world

for the lost He was born

offering nothing untoward

so this year I want Jesus

under my tree

Christ soon is coming

to save you and save me

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hope is revived

for unto us a child is born

all is well

I wish each of you the hope of peace. It is not an offering that a world leader can make – the cost is too high.

Merry Christmas to all!

 

 

 

Eyes of Child #photography #poetry #world

 

 

It matters not the place

US, Africa, Crimea, Mexico..

a smile you can always trace

on the winsome and open face

of a child

 

This week’s prompt for the Dp photo challenge is Humanity. Sadly when I travel outside of the country (to work),  I don’t usually take a camera unless its a throw away type.

Tribute to a Smile #poetry #photography #smiles

If only I could cast away the pain

with a word

or a phrase

 holding back the rain

with a red umbrella

If only I could lie here

surrounded by down pillows

candlelight glow

 catching every tear

in a crystal bottle

If only we could dance before the moon

white cascade

billowing at our feet

snowflakes in silver spoon

reflecting smiles

If only I could scatter like confetti

rain, tears, snow

like laughter it would go

starlight always ready

into a joyful world

My youngest is a child no longer. Happy Birthday H!!!!