Showing posts with label give a ways. Show all posts
Showing posts with label give a ways. Show all posts

Saturday, May 30, 2015

HEAVEN ON EARTH

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I wanted to post pictures of various vacation spots, and some of the exciting places we visited during our many vacations, but alas, my computer ate them. No matter, because the ending of that montage would have been the same, a picture of my grandmothers farm. Heaven on earth and filled with memories – the most ideal place on earth to escape the rat race. The poem is recycled from a previous blog, but says it all.
 
When I was seven
I found heaven
my grandmother's house
I was the city mouse.

With a large bed just for me
not one bed, shared by three
awake each morning
to a bird song melody.

Peace and quiet
and a pancake diet
amid the flowers and the trees
I explored alongside the bees.

A crowing rooster, cows, and chickens
I helped out in the barn and the kitchen
a sewing lesson with needle and thread
soon exhausted, I curled up in my large bed.

Snakes and storms, roses and thorns
homemade ice cream and fresh corn
my escape from a family of seven
Grandma's earthly home was  heaven.

Yolanda Renee © 2013

How about you - do you have a heaven on earth?

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Monday, May 25, 2015

FORGET-ME-NOT

HONOR OUR SOLDIERS
MEMORIAL DAY 2015
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Soldier, Maiden, and Flower
"Sweetheart, take this," a soldier said,
"And bid me brave good-by;
It may befall we ne'er shall wed,
But love can never die.
Be steadfast in thy troth to me,
And then, whate'er my lot,
'My soul to God, my heart to thee,'--
Sweetheart, forget me not!"

The maiden took the tiny flower
And nursed it with her tears:
Lo! he who left her in that hour
Came not in after years.
Unto a hero's death he rode
'Mid shower of fire and shot;
But in the maiden's heart abode
The flower, forget-me-not.

And when he came not with the rest
From out the years of blood,
Closely unto her widowed breast
She pressed a faded bud;
Oh, there is love and there is pain,
And there is peace, God wot,--
And these dear three do live again
In sweet forget-me-not.

'T is to an unmarked grave to-day
That I should love to go,--
Whether he wore the blue or gray,
What need that we should know?
"He loved a woman," let us say,
And on that sacred spot,
To woman's love, that lives for aye,
We'll strew forget-me-not.

1887.

 
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