Here’s something that was emailed to my mom today:
yesterday is but a dream, and tomorrow is only a vision, but today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness and every tomorrow a vision of hope
Here’s what I wrote yesterday:
dreams come from the heart
but dreams are of yesterday
reality faces us today
but cam be dreamed through
visions are in tomorrow
but they can become today
or a dream yesterday
PTL
I try to remember…
remember something
some sweet memory
maybe it’s important
maybe it’s not
I think I might remember
remember that sweet memory
my memory…
I danced under the stars
the twinkleling, shining stars
a moon too
a big, glowing moon
I forgot my cares and worries
worries can wait… dancing is better
I dances in the grass
the soft, sweet dewy grass
I twireled
The singing trees twirled with me
the trees sang me music
sweet music
music only I could hear
and understand
they told me they’re deepest secrets too…
I danced fast then slow so slow
I layed down in the grass
the sweet smelling grass
and I opened my eyes
a bird was chirping outside my window
waaaa-keee waaaa-keee waaaa-keee…
sweet grass
PTL
This morning I’m making muffins
muffins with blueberrys and cinnamon
as they bake
their scent drifts around
in the air
mmmmmm
My stomache growls
the timer goes off
eeeeeeeeeeeep eeeeeeeeeeeeep
I turn it off
open the door
two more minutes
I set the timer again and wait
eeeeeeeeeep eeeeeeeeeep
I quickly turn it off
They’re done
The scent curls up my nose
mmmmmmmm PTL
No rose is without thorns
they come together
the beauty with the prick
red blooming blossoms
angery stabbing thorns
you take one
you take the other as well
No life is without difficulties
they come together
the beauty with the prick
colorful creative love
desperate hopeless holes
they both come
both in their own way
PTL
Traveling along a white picket fence
it seems as if it goes on and on and on
the other side of the fence is green growing grass
miles upon miles of it
it swishes and sways
down on the ground I’m walking on is dirt
brown beautiful dirt
as I walk along it rises in clouds
I can see for miles on this long dusty path
I hear the wind whisper its secrets to me
as it blows along next to me like an old friend
the grass waves gently to me
as I walk along this white picket fence I see life
more life than you could imagine PTL
Today I sat on our porch swing and read a book
I stopped and looked up as I often do
And watched a squirrel run across the yard
I looked around for memories to keep my mind afresh
I saw green grass, blooming flowers
I saw spring and a fresh season
A season to grow
To grow physically, mentally, spriritually
A season to let the heart
Sing, shout, praise
Two days ago
It was bitter and cold
cloudy, stormy, rainy
I watched and yearned for that beautiful spring
The spring which has shown himself only in glimpses
Glimpses I loved
It was if spring was teasing me
saying I’m here
then leaving again
leaving the cold wind to whistle around me instead
As I listened to the birds voices carrying across the lawn
I hoped spring was here to stay
I looked down at my book and thanked the Lord
Thanked him for His amazing artwork
PTL
When I arrive at soccer practice Friday
I stretch with my team mates
then coach has us run a lap
and dribble the ball the whole way
when I run with the ball I can feel my heart beating
my feet soon fall into step with my heart
ku-thump ku-thump ku-thump
I run, run, run
ku-thump ku-thump ku-thump
my beat changing
I go a bit faster
I’ve made the lap
coach says another
I start off again with my heart
I run run run
ku-thump ku-thump ku-thump
half-way through
ku-thump ku-thump ku-thump
my heart is racing
I can hear my breath
as it goes in, out, in, out
I’m about there
my feet are slowing down
in, ku-thump, out, ku-thump, in, ku-thump
I’ve made it
I wait for the rest of the team
the last come in
we start practice
PTL
My brother told me how he flies
He jumps off the porch on a rope
As high as he can go
He told me that was as high as he could fly
I told him I could fly higher
I didn’t tell him how
This is how
I fly when I worship
Above the earth and sky
I fly when I sing praises
But where do I fly
I fly to the heavens with my Lord
My soul is lifted up higher than anyone can go
High higher highest of heights I fly
Hallelujah to my Lord
PTL
