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Poetry is a wonderful way to express your feelings on Valentine’s Day (or any time). I came across a beautiful Valentine’s poem dedicated to a deceased child (and sent by a little white dove—on the wings of love) from a parent. It’s called Valentines…to Heaven. (If you click on the link, have your music on […]
Posted at: February 13th, 2008 - 7:12 am - Number of Comments » 0
Let me come in where you are weeping, friend, And let me take your hand. I, who have known a sorrow such as yours, can understand. Let me come in–I would be very still beside you in your grief; I would not bid you cease your weeping, friend, Tears bring relief. Let me come in–and […]
Posted at: February 8th, 2008 - 7:30 am - Number of Comments » 1
Once a day and sometimes more You knock upon my daydreams door. And I say warmly, “Come right in. I’m glad you’re here with me again.” Then we sit down and have a chat Recalling this, discussing that Until some task that I must do Forces me away from you. Reluctantly I say goodbye, Smiling […]
Posted at: February 3rd, 2008 - 8:59 am - Number of Comments » 0
Letting go is a powerful expression of love. Remember the poem: “If you love something let it go, If it comes back to you it’s yours, If it doesn’t, it never was.” “But letting go is so painful,” you think to yourself. (Sometimes you may feel that the holding on is all that’s keeping you […]
Posted at: January 31st, 2008 - 10:54 am - Number of Comments » 0
“You can shed tears that she is gone, or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back, or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left. Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her, or you can be full of the […]
Posted at: January 30th, 2008 - 7:45 am - Number of Comments » 0
To laugh is to risk appearing the fool. To weep is to risk being called sentimental. To reach out to another is to risk involvement. To expose feelings is to risk showing your true self. To place your ideas and dreams before the crowd is to risk being called naïve. To love is to risk […]
Posted at: January 17th, 2008 - 8:57 am - Number of Comments » 0
This holiday season I was brought to tears when I opened a gift on Christmas morning from people I have never met. Such thoughtfulness and generosity from “strangers” blew me away. (Strangers no more – thanks Dwight and Dean.) It was a hand painted canvas, based on the designs of Rhonda Kullberg (a Canadian artist), […]
Posted at: December 28th, 2007 - 12:29 pm - Number of Comments » 0
When death must come at Christmastime, There is a special grief, A mourning that must mix with joy, A pain that must be brief. There is an anguish underneath The labyrinth of light That longs for simple emptiness To contemplate the night. But life must bubble on its way And pleasure be put on, […]
Posted at: December 20th, 2007 - 8:37 am - Number of Comments » 0