Who Matters

There comes a point in your life when you realize:
Who matters,
Who never did,
Who won't anymore...
And who always will..
So, don't worry about people from your past,
there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future..

- Anon

Time

Time is like a river that flows
constantly in motion wherever it goes.
A glimpse of someone is but a blink
of an eye, when you begin to think
you knew them, they're gone forever.
Time is but a moment to endeavor
holding on to before it passes you by.
After it's gone, then  you wonder why!

Angel In My Garden

 

I have an Angel in my garden

who often prays for me. 

My little dog has ears that remind me very
much of Angel's wings... she brings me peace and
affection all the time.

I believe very much in Angels.
If they didn't take care of me constantly

I'd fare a lot worse than I do.

I see them taking many forms...

sometimes in friends.

Sometimes in clouds, birds or quietness.
Sometimes in sunsets or rain...

whatever brings comfort to my soul.

Often I pray for the Angel in my garden
who also prays for me.

Not Alone

Sometimes I get depressed and lonely,
feeling sorry for myself.

That's when I go outdoors.
I close my eyes and slowly open them.
Looking upward, I see the sky, trees,
and feel the warmth of the Sun

I realize I'm not alone!
God is always with me, bringing
me comfort in so many ways.
How often I forget this.

Many ways small, almost unnoticed.
Ways in the form of nature,
the trees, the sky, flowers.
Also my loving little friends,
P'nut, Baby, Smokie and Buster.

They are God's reminder...that I am not alone!

I wrote this several years ago. Today these little Angels are gone but I have new ones in their place. A friend reminded me that when God closes one door.. He opens another.

Life

 

Life may come and go
in the just the wink of an eye.
One can waste all their days,
not living, as time goes slowly by.
One's life may go by in vain,
without notice of the setting sun.
So touch the sky, smell a rose,
kiss the wind... laugh just for fun.
Life's way too short just to let
it come and then slowly go away.
So take notice of the flower, the rain,
and taste the sweetness of the day!

Peaceful Dreams

What dreams can she be weaving?
Such peaceful bliss it seems...
All cares behind is she leaving,
As she dwells within her dreams?

I can only begin to imagine that
Which goes in the wonderful mind
Of the little furry peaceful cat...
Who leaves all her cares behind.

And when she purrs, I feel peace.
Deep within my soul I know...
That if I, as she, could only release
My cares to the place that cats must go!

February 14, 2000

When  I took this picture  I was inspired with these thoughts… in memory of P’nut, my little Angel.

Angel Friend

 

I sit alone in the quiet morning light
listening for a sound, a faint murmur of flight.
I know I've heard a whisper in the past
from my friend whom shall appear at last..
you see, my friend is an angel, thus I know
she'll come again. Perhaps in the glow
of the faint morning mist she'll appear.
Maybe just a sigh of angel wings I'll hear.
I felt her presence the first time I know,
setting here in the early glow.
A very quiet whisper, a movement of air...
I know my angel friend was there.