“There aren’t words created yet to describe our love”.©

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An adaptation of Berton Braley’s poem, “Do It Now”:

if with pleasure you are viewing
any work someone is doing
if you like them or you love them
tell them now
don’t withhold your approbation
till the parson makes oration
and they lie with snowy lilies on their brows
no matter how you shout it
they won’t really care about it
they won’t know how many teardrops you have shed
if you think some praise is due them
now’s the time to slip it to them
for they cannot read their tombstone when they’re dead

more than fame and more than money
is the comment kind and sunny
and the hearty, warm approval of a friend
for it gives to life a savor,
and it makes you stronger, braver
and it gives you heart and spirit to the end
if they earn your praise—bestow it,
if you like them let them know it
let the words of true encouragement be said
do not wait till life is over
and they’re underneath the clover
for they cannot read their tombstone when they’re dead
Afterword: I was taught this poem as a child and recited it many times over the years. It’s a beautiful motto I’ve come to live by.
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If I closed my eyes, then opened them and life had passed by
I hope my joys exceeded the sorrows
My laughs superseded the tears
My successes outshined the failures
I hope I’d lived a life so full, there’d be no cause for regrets

I loved God with all my heart
Followed in His prescribed path
I pursued my dreams
Got up when I fell
And tried and tried again

I won some and I lost some
Settled for nothing but the best
I was good to my fellowmen
I gave fully of myself
I was loved and I loved

If I closed my eyes, then opened them and life had passed by
I hope I’d lived a life so full, there’d be no cause for regrets
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Joining in on Carol’s Thursday Trio challenge with this pumpkin entry:

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Let everything
Let everything that has
Let everything that has breath
Breathe
Breathe in gratitude
Exhale praise
Life
Life can play hard sometimes
Sucker punches of sickness, hurt
Pain that cannot be covered with bandaid or fixed with poetry
And just when you think you’re in the game of better plays
Life knocks the wind out of you leaving you gasping
Making your lungs appreciate the taste of air
And it’s precisely on those days when you should
Breathe
Breathe in gratitude
Exhale praise
So
Come along with me on a high climb
Up the limbs of life’s “poetree”
Sit high upon its lofty branches
See above the strife
See life
See life the way the Creator intended
For
He could have painted our home black and white and we’d have never known
A shack for a home would have been just fine
Instead He gave us a mansion—a globe—wrapped in splendor
With just the bat of His eyelashes, nature jumped in place
He suspended the sky like a curtain, secured stars in their sockets, ignited the sun like a fire-ball and told the ocean you can only come this far
Did He have to give the flowers fragrance and the mountains lofty peaks?
Was He required to put stripes on the zebra, hump on the camel or make the parrots speak?
No
But He did it
So my heart stops
My jaw drops in awe
And my soul erupts like a volcano
Lava of praise cascades from within
Release
Flow
Let go, and
Breathe
Breathe in gratitude
Exhale praise
True
There aren’t enough words I can recite to heal all the pain you feel
But welcome the rain of surrender, it will wash away every pain, every hurt, if you let it
Then bask—bask in the sunshine of God’s favor
Sing aloud His praise
Raise high His beautiful name
And
The next time a sunrise steals your breath or a meadow of flowers leaves you speechless
Remain that way
Say nothing
Listen as He whispers:
“Do you like it? I did it just for you”
So
Come along with me on a high climb
Up the limbs of life’s “poetree”
In gratitude let the depth of your soul rings the refrain
And
Let everything
Let everything that has
Let everything that has breath
Breathe
Breathe in gratitude
Exhale praise
Afterword: My church commissioned a “thankful” piece for thanksgiving service and this was what I wrote and recited. It’s a miracle that we BREATHE!
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The joys of the season are all cleverly brought together in this beautiful decor design. No trick and nothing spooky here, just the beauty of nature exemplified.
Hello Autumn!
Hey there Harvest!
What’s up Orange?!
Contributing to Fandango’s One Word Challenge, trick; and the Word of the Day Challenge, spooky.
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Pictorial ode to the ART God created in eARTh …



















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When I started writing in this space just under a year ago, I had one aim in mind—to not let my voice die within me unexpressed or unheard. I knew nothing of “followers”, “likes” or “views”. I just needed to speak 🗣 and be heard. And you heard me—10,000 times!!
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Every lady needs a fighter, a warrior, a defender of her honor
Not a page or a squire
A man of special military rank, ceremonially inducted
A mounted man-at-arms in devoted service of his lady
Bounded, is he, to chivalrous acts
An attendant and a champion true
A knight in armor
Shimmering
Ornate
Decorated
Colors jewel-bright
Spectacular fins for sword
The lady and her fighter…
Fish



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