Poems

Perhaps we’ll never understand each other.
Loving doesn’t mean that we agree.
If that were so, then I would say, why bother?
But there are things I know I’ll never see.
I’m sure your heart knows what I don’t yet know:
The pain of loving a reluctant son;
The anger, coming fast and building slow,
Of being helpless to control someone.
You want only that I grow up right,
But you know what right is, and I still don’t.
I have to learn to wield my inner light,
And if I follow yours, well, then I won’t.
I’m sorry for the anger in the air;
Though we fight, my love is always there.

This poem was submitted by Nancy.

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,

The power of the eagle’s flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so,

He called it … Dad

This poem was submitted by Nancy.

When God looked down upon the earth
And chose to put new blessings there,
Gifts from above To show his love,
And lighten earthly joy and care,
He gave the sky the sunset glow;
Gave fragrance to the lily’s blow;
Gave laughter gay To children’s play
And then to every yearning soul
He gave that gift of tenderest worth
- A Mother.

This poem was submitted by Alvin.

You’re a precious thought to me,
A treasure to my heart.
You’re a daughter who has
played A very special part.

All the beauty life can give
Is summarized in you.
I am proud and I am glad
That life presented you.

In your own compelling way
I see that you’re unique.
I am confident you’ll reach
The very goals you seek.

Your growth and progress always are
So charming to behold.
It is such a wondrous thing
To watch your life unfold.

All my love and all my hopes
Give time a special hue.
All my days and all my years
Are full because of you.

This poem was submitted by Alvin.

Few can bring the warmth
We can find in their embrace,
And little more is needed to bring love
Than the smile on their face.

They’ve a supply of precious stories,
Yet they’ve time to wipe a tear,
Or give us reasons to make us laugh,
They grow more precious through the years.

I believe that God sent us Grandparents
As our legacy from above,
To share the moments of our life,
As extra measures of His love.

This poem was submitted by Nancy.