"Summertime"

The sun is hot and summer 
will soon be here. 
I think in Florida it's already near. 
In the sun we get nice tans. 
But on the beach is too much sand. 
Sports and Picnics in the shade of a tree. 
But I prefer mountains you See!

Nurseal 6/12/01

"DREAMS"

In dreams
you are with me again,
holding me,
loving me.
We dance,
we sing,
we laugh.
I am elated,
filled with happiness.
I awake to find
it was only a dream.
I cry!!

JOLIEA 6/14/01

"Dreams! Dreams"

 Can be both large and small,
 wish ever way your Life may call.
 Dream of a Roof over your Head.
 If you are Homeless with no one to care.
You may think Life has gone sour.
 Dream of a European Vacation if you can afford.
 Dream that your Family will be Happy and well.
 I think this is the ring of the Bell.
 So you see dream for different people is a different thing.

Nurseal 6/14/01

"DREAMS"

Dreams of love ever true.
Dreams of caring between two.

Dreams of life together forever.
Dreams of parting never.

Dreams even beyond heavens door.
Dreams for now and ever more.

Writren by kclady and dedicated to rcflyer

June 13, 2001

"DREAMS"

Misty little scenes, many strange places
People passing through, can't see their faces.
Puffs of memory come into my mind,
Looking for places I never can find.

There I see a loved one, smiling happily,
I see him, but he doesn't see me.
Where is the bus, can't find the train,
Wish I was home and never lost again.

Very disturbing, these funny little dreams,
Some go on forever, that's the way it seems.
When I really get into trouble and can't find what road to take,
I suddenly open my eyes, now I'm wide awake.

These little nightly trips that make no sense at all,
And upon waking, I rarely can recall...
Are supposed to take my tensions away
So I can feel relaxed while facing my new day.

Rosemart-6-10-01

"Dream"

If you are but a dream why do I hear 
Your voice and see your smile in everyone 
Who passes me in the day, I see your dark 
Brown eyes and golden hair 
I long to be with you but yet you only come 
To me when in a dream, Oh my love do you 
Not know the longing I have for you do not 
Hide from me and be only near in dreamland 
My life is yours to share I offer to you come 
I beg from the dream world into my world 
Take my hand and follow me I will not lead 
You astray, safe with me you shall always be 
So awake my lover and come into the 
Daylight with me! 

Brie 6/12/01

"My Dream World"

When life gets to be too much
And I need to escape
I sit outside on the back deck
And stare off across the fields
I watch the heavens
Seeing clouds form into shapes
That are pleasing to my eyes
Slowly changing
Filling my mind with storybook imagination
Or, after dark
I gaze into the night sky at the stars
Dreaming that I live in some far away land-
At least for a few minutes in time

Peanut 6/12/2001

"Friend" 

I have a friend, her name is Jann. 
She's always there when you need a hand. 
I was having a problem and to her I cried, 
she appeared right by my side. 
I appreciate it my dear friend. 
Hope we will be friends until the end. 
Love you Jann. 

Mary/aka/Nurseal  5/17/01

"THE GOOD OLE' DAYS"

Get up and eat breakfast and run out to play,
Nothing but games and fun everyday.
Call on our friends--meet them at their door
Rush outside and play some more.

"Shall we skip rope or play stick ball?
Come on out, come one and come all"
"Let's choose sides, and play in the street,
Hurry let's get started before we must eat."

After we ate, we would go down to the park,
But had to get home before it got dark.
Then we'd play a street game called Kick the Can
When someone would kick it while everyone ran.

Soon it was time to go in for the night...
Waving at each other till we were out of sight.
Looking back at all the memories we did share,
Life was so simple when we didn't have a care.

Rosemart-6-7-01

"Memories of Good Old Days"

Rich, chocolate colored hair,
caressing mid-back.
Wasted on youth,
not fair.

Willow 6/6/01 

"The Good Old Days" 

Back in the good old days. 
They were my roaming ways. 
I was lucky to have my horse. 
I dared not have remorse, 
when things weren't right at home, 
this was our time to roam. 
Many times we stayed most of the day. 
All alone, my horse and I, at play. 
I treasure those days, 
that's where my heart will stay. 
Our Guardian Angel must have been there, 
watching over us where ever we dared.

jann 6/7/01

"The Good Old Days"

I sat beside the river that autumn day
Was a brisk wind and the leaves were falling
And my mind floated backward in time to the day
You and I sat in the very spot so long ago
How special you were to me and I to you
We promised our undying love to one another
I looked into your eyes and my heart was yours
How sweet the kisses we exchanged and the warm
Embraces that we shared that day
Too soon we parted and promises were unkept
Tho, unkept are not forgotten, you are the Prince
In my heart, of days so long ago now gone
Dare they be "the good old days"
I sit and wonder!

Brie 6/6/01

"NOW"
The good old days?
Well-----
They're here now-
And I'm very much aware
That all my friends keep in touch
And know how much I care-
My family lives close to me
And we all have so much fun
Even tho I bumped my head
Before the picnic was done-[lol]
But, I really do appreciate these days
And, come December
No matter what will happen next
These days--I will remember !

Peanut 6/5/2001

"THE GOOD OLD DAYS"

My great grandma lived with us for a while
years ago, when I was a child.
She told of how things used to be
where she grew up in Tennessee.

"In the good old days," grandma would say,
"things were done in a different way.
We didn't have a washing machine
to get our clothes so nice and clean.

We used a scrub board in a tub.
All day long we'd rub and rub
with soap we made with grease and lye
then we'd hang them out in the sun to dry.

Our parents, three brothers, sis and me
made up a close knit family.
We had our chores but when they were done
we would make our own kind of fun.

Church suppers, square dances, picnics too,
there were many things for us to do.
One thing of which we were very fond
was skinny dipping in the pond."

She told me this with a gleam in her eye,
then she continued on with a little sigh.
"Some say those days were very rough
but I didn't find them to be so tough.

Times were hard but life was good.
I'd go back today, if I could.
Back to those early childhood ways.
To happy times in the good old days."

JOLIEA 6/3/01

"The Good Old Days"

The Good Old Days they still are here,
they live in our hearts year after year.
We should not despair, but rather rejoice,
our future is destined, not our choice.
So as we awake at the dawn of each day,
paint a new canvas in a most special way.
Red, purple & green, all vibrant & bright,
brush strokes of yellow, blue & white.
Hide the dull ones, black, gray & brown,
call a friend, & go shopping in town.
Buy something new, a hat & some shoes,
to chase away those deep seated blues.
Consider today as good as the old,
approach each day with vigor, be bold.
Your painting complete, stand back to observe,
the beauty of a new day, and one you deserve.
Each day is a blessing a good day indeed,
don’t dwell on the old days there is no need.
Enjoy each new one, rejoice and be glad,
happy smiles, much laughter, never be sad.
If you must be sad, when you lose someone dear,
you will meet them again, do not fear.
So why think of days as good, bad or old
Start a new canvas watch a new day unfold.
At the end of your journey here on earth,
the world will be thankful for your birth.
If you think of each day as special, a gift,
spreading joy all around, giving others a lift.
The old days are memories, they never die,
today, a new beginning, give a thankful sigh.

Purple 6/8/01

"The Good Old Days"

The memories inside my head,
the joyful times, the life I lead.
Where have the years gone I often say,
where is that young girl born in May.
She hasn’t left, she still is here,
so please don’t shed a single tear.
Her hair is gray, her figure robust,
her friendship still one you can trust.
Memories put a smile on her face,
they are part of the whole human race.
Put aside the doom & gloom,
place flowers in every room.
Enjoy their beauty, their sweet smell,
give them as gifts, such memories to tell.
Loved ones will remember the day,
the beauty of your life in a special way.
If like a flower, you leave a sweet scent,
of a life full of love & indeed well spent.

Purple 6/8/01

"EMPTY NEST"

Our daughters got married four weeks apart,
Each one of them took away a piece of my heart.
Empty were their spaces at our kitchen table,
We finally adjusted as well as we were able.

No more loud music throughout the house,
Now everything was as quiet as a mouse.
A lot less laundry and ironing too,
I now had time, my hobbies to pursue.

We'd call to say "Hi how are you today?"
"Oh we bought some new furniture" they'd say.
"We miss you a lot, please drop by sometime"
"Oh we will" they'd say "when we have time"

Life was different, but we adjusted well.
Now we have grandchildren, gee they are swell.
They fill our hearts and give us much pleasure
And have become our greatest treasure!

Rosemart-5-29-01

"An Empty Nest"

Walking beside the splendor of the River
The evening sun descending in the west
The River a golden glow emitted with the sun
It was an typical Autumn day as leaves of fiery
Colours filled the air and fell upon the path I trod
In an old Oak tree by waters edge I spied
A nest ~~surely the Robins had made it their home
On the trip north this year ~~from which the babies
Hatched ~~were cared for and then flew on their own
So now the nest is empty, no more a home
Of baby birds or songs of their parents there but
Life goes on and next spring another pair of Robins
Will return to fill the empty nest ~~so such is life
As each leave another joins ~~the only empty nest
Is the empty heart that has never shared love with another
Be it human or animal

`Brie 5/29/01`

``

"Jack Rabbit's Tale"

Some habits are good, some habits are bad, 
but an empty nest , Little Jack Rabbit had.
"Barren nest", you ask? "How is that a habit?"
Because it's well known that rabbits cohabit.

On a cold day's outing, in the winter, if I remember,
Jack Rabbit happened upon a smoking ember.
Not knowing how hot it was, what it was he espied, 
he sat down on the ember to warm his backside.
Up he jumped, in a frenetic fit,
to see what was under his little "whatsit"!
In a dying campfire, tossed in to char,
was an old half-smoked, stinky cigar.
Fanning his rump, Jack Rabbit turned 'round,
and caught sight of the stogie on the ground.
He picked it up, gingerly and curious,
not knowing it could be quite injurious.
Placing stogie to mouth, he inhaled the smoke,
was hooked immediately, with nary a choke.
To the forest mart, hopping speedily,
He bought lots of cigars, most greedily.

Jack Rabbit now sits alone in his empty nest,
hooked on smoking the stogies, without a rest.
Family and friends deserted Jack Rabbit,
to be all alone with his odorous habit.

(The moral of this tale is sad to say,
there are not many chances in life today.
To smoke or not, is your own decision,
but beware of the difficulty of a recision.)

Willow 5/29/01

We were blessed, 
within our small nest. 
Only one tiny boy and such a joy. 
As the years passed we saw the last,
for he was off to school,  and car pools.
The time was soon spent, 
as if a dream, without deep consent. 
Now into this badly worn nest.

No more forlorn but our only grand born
In our eyes a new bright gleam. 
He sashayed in just like a "King"
 to complete our contented theme
From the old nest out west, 
he's filled our wishful hope chest ..

jann 5/28/01 

"EMPTY NEST"

No more babies to rock.
No getting up at 2:0'clock.
No busy days and sleepless nights.
No refereeing the childrens' fights.
The children are now grown
out of the nest they have flown.
Now at last I've found rest
All alone in my empty nest.

JOLIEA 5/28/01

"Empty Nest "

There is a time and season for all things, 
Spring cleaning, garage sales
and children leaving home, 
Puts one's heart to the test, 
Is there lasting joy in an empty nest? 

Sassy 5/25/01

"SHADOW"

I see my shadow at the start of each day
She looks like me but in a younger way
She has a spirit that travels wide & far
Touching people lives, like a bright star
Now you say, that sounds very strange
A caring shadow never growing in age
Often I‘m amazed, she laughs when I cry
So I ask myself, in heavens name why?
It may because she see me in true light
An older body whose spirit shines bright
When my heart weeps, a release of my sorrows
I welcome the joy of many more tomorrows
So my shadow, my friend and my guide
Stay as you are, remain staunch at my side
In the passing of time, stay young at heart
Til the end of life’s journey, we’ll never part
Into heaven we’ll travel, a time far from this day
Serving our master above, in the same loving way
Flying on high, looking down on our friends
Eternity our home, our life on earth ends
So look to your shadow at the start of each day
She is your best friend, your alter ego, I say

Purp/Phyl 5/24/01

"The Cloud's Shadows" 

Shadows above and far beyond. 
this little nest belongs to the doves 
of which i'm very fond 
out side my window 
in a tree just above 
They are very content 
so it seems to us 
going about their business 
without any fuss 
From the shadows, 
of the fluffy white clouds, 
the cooing sounds mornful and 
loud. 
Soaring so gracefully, 
without any fear. 
The brilliance of the sun, 
beams thru the clouds 
so clear. 
Sun rays through the tree branches 
almost blinding as the doves 
appear. 
My presence goes unnoticed 
as they are peeking 
for a nest they are seeking. 
Their always there, 
in my despair, 
silky, soft, and so white. 
A downy landing, 
from their flight.

jann 5/23/01

"Shadows of The Past"

Dark shadows swirl around me.
I am filled with doubt and fear.
Half forgotten memories
in quiet moments...reappear.

Flickering shadows in the twilight
flash across my worried mind
bringing back unwelcome memories
of a sad and lonesome time.

I have grown so tired and weary,
my heart is filled with despair
I long for the prize that awaits me,
for no shadows will be there.

JOLIEA 5/23/01

"Shadows"

I dare not turn around,
Look into the shadows of my life
The road filled with nails. 
My toes crease the sun,
Shadows grasp my heels.
Let me not look back, 
It is cold, lonely, hurting there 

Marysongs © 5/01(mhartman)

"IN THE SHADOWS"

Deep in the shadow of the old oak tree,
My love and I sat happy as could be
Having our lunch in picnic style
As I gazed at my honey's wonderful smile.

We were oh so very much in love
Sheltered by branches high above,
Remembering the time when we first met
We never guessed how good it would get.

With the war years behind us, all those years spent at sea,
Soon we would marry and start a family. 
Nothing could be as bad as the past,
He was home and safe in my arms, at last.

Many years have passed since we sat by that tree...
Soon we will celebrate Anniversary number 53,
But I'll always remember that happy time,
When he carved his initials right next to mine.

Rosemart-May 22-2001

"My Shadow"

She was always at my side as a
Child I played the games children do
When I would scold her for following me
As we played hide and go seek 'cause
As the Seeker would see her standing
There wagging her tail as I hid behind the bush
She was with me constantly until she left
Me at her age of twelve and I at seventeen
She looked at me with trusting eyes as the
Vet examined her, her hip was broken he told
Me best to let her sleep~~~the eternal sleep
So I made that decision then and tears I shed
So now she is in the land of pets who leave the
Ones they love, she waits there for me to cross
The Rainbow Bridge and call her name and once
More her tail will wag in excitement as she and I
Journey together again into the next world
Together my Shadow and me!

 Brie 5/21/01

"Shadows On The Wall "

I lay here--half awake
Seeing shadows of trees
Leaves swaying in the faint Autumn breeze
Making patterns on my bedroom wall
Now still-----
Now moving, as cars rush by
Their headlights splashing a golden glow
Into the darkness
Keeping me awake
So that I see
Shadows of trees
Making patterns on the wall

Peanut 5/20/2001

"MOTHER"

Our Mother stood by us every step along the way
Until she left this earth, oh, what a dreadful day
She held us in her tender arms, when our fevers were so high
Always listened to our problems, then gave a loving sigh
Mother, why did you leave us when we needed you most
You did not see our children grow, or eat our special roast
You left us to our own devices, we felt so lost and sad
So many deep feelings, we felt we would go mad
Your precious soul traveled to the heavens high above
Never to know and enjoy your daughters’ heartfelt love
We asked the futile question, why take her in her prime
Why couldn’t we have had her for a little more time
The sadness and grief lessens, but never goes away
Our Mother lives in our hearts each and every day
The day will come for many, when Mother is no longer here
To share the love of family and friends she always held so dear
The message here is very clear, to those whose mothers live
Shower her daily with love and joy, all your hearts can give

Purp/Phy1  5/20/01

"Who Is Peanut"?

So how is your day going? Such a 
Simple little question, you have no idea 
How much that simple little line means to me 
It says so many things about the person who 
Is doing the asking, it shows she really cares 
And behind the few words are worlds of understanding 
She knows the feelings we share and what each 
Means to the other~~is between the lines we read 
The heart of one for the other~~secrets deep into our souls 

We share and meant for no other~~if I can only 
Have her love but for a few months a few years or until 
The end of time I know that I am the better for her loving 
Patience~~~~ honesty~~~forgiveness~~~what more need 
Be said to explain this Friend who I happen to love 

Brie 5/17/01

"Summer's Here"

Here come the bugs, here come the bees..
Look up and see the birds in the trees.
Everyone is busy doing what they know best..
Ants building hills, bees gathering nectar, birds making nests.

Flowers are popping out everywhere you look,
The fish are all busy swimming in the brook.
The fern unwinding their graceful fronds
The mallards and the swans beautiful in the ponds.

Look over there---birds learning how to fly...
So many visions to enjoy are pleasing to the eye.
The bees are making honey so delicate and sweet...
The mocking bird is singing, a new dawn to greet.

The robins searching for worms, over there's a mourning dove,
The nightingale is singing it's beautiful song of love.
There are so many sights to see, I can hardly take it in,
I just love this time of year, glad to see it all begin.

Rosemart-May 16, 2001

"REMEMBERED DREAM"

I seem to remember
A time long past
When I strolled with my love
Through the snow covered grass-
We talked and laughed
As we walked hand in hand
'Midst the sparkling
Sun speckled wonderland-
The plans that we made
And those feelings of trust
Lost in a faded memory
Now covered with dust-
Was he only a dream
Some fantasy guy
Then why does he reflect
In the many tears I cry
'Cause whenever it snows
And the ground sparkles white
Off in the distance
I see a faint light-
And then I remember
That lost love of mine
As only a memory
A shadow in time-

Peanut 5/16/01

"THE SUNRISE"

As I watch the early morning sunrise
I feel a passionate longing for the new day.
A curious kinship with all living creatures.
Time seems to stand still.
Even the song birds are silent.
Mother Nature waits with abated breath
as the fiery red sun emerges above the horizon
illuminating the earth with its brilliance.
Another day has arrived,
bright and clear.
The birds resume their singing.
With a grateful sigh....I welcome the day.

JOLIEA  5/16/01

"A Bad Time" 

When I'm down and out, 
and want to pout . 
Such an inner fight, 
for dear life. 
All alone in my sight. 
Always so near, 
why are things not clear.? 
They will not sub-side, 
but only slide, 
with no place to hide.. 
Another bad day has , 
almost passed. 
Why does this feeling, 
linger and last? 
A dim flickering of life, 
now appears, 
that helps my fears. 
A very warm glow 
begans to flow, 
and very slow, 
if only to stay, 
for one more day, 
then maybe another, 
will show me the way, 
i'll try not to stray. 

jann 5/13/01 

"The Many Colors of a Rainbow"

The glory of colors sitting in the sky, they go
from the very deepest to the light, or is the light
to the deepest; I guess it all depends on how
one looks at the beauty.

A graduation of college students was taking
place on Mother’s Day, the area filled with all
kinds of excitement and anticipation, never
knowing what the day will bring, much less
the future of these fine young (and old)
people..
The graduates sat with much pride, a tent to
cover them from the forces of nature, sitting on
top of a mountain, with the wind blowing and
chilling air surrounding each of us. 

Outside the tent, were many people, including
me, as I sat in wonderment straining to hear
the well renowned “Granny D” speak, after
all this woman walked 3200 miles, across our
great country, yes, each of us strained to listen
to her words of wisdom.

The clouds were prevailing in our fair blue skies, out of
nowhere; a rainbow appeared and gave its o.k. to all that
would behold its sight, what a wonderful attribute to pay,
not only to the grads, but, also to the patriotic stand of a
grand woman,,,,a rainbow, such glory. Could one ask for
more, colors so prevailing that the beauty took ones breath
away and let them dwell on the powers of nature and not
man.

Maggie 5/16/01

"LOVE TRYST"

They held hands across the table
in a dimly lit cafe.
A place carefully chosen,
out of sight and far away.

They had no right to be together,
or say the loving words they said.
For even though they loved each other,
to another they were wed.

They had to keep their love a secret
out of mind and out of sight.
These stolen moments were so precious,
they made the whole world seem right.

With a lingering kiss they parted.
Each one going their separate way,
back to their home and families.
Right or wrong.....who can say?

JOLIEA  5/15/01

"My "Daughter"

If I but had a child such as you 
How many dreams there would be 
To share the joy of mother and daughter
You were not borne of me but you are my child
I have loved you as my very own from the first moment
I looked into your beautiful baby eyes
The years flew quickly past and you now
No longer the darling little girl you were
You are now the beautiful woman who turns
The eyes of all who see you
So on the day for mother's came and you put
Your arms around me and said I love you 
My heart was filled with gratitude and love
I thank God He gave me you to love
For you are my child in my heart as
You shall always be, my sweet little girl
Now the beautiful young woman you have become
May God always carry you in His Hands
My darling "daughter" I love you so!

Brie 5/14/01

"MY MOTHER"

She is my Mother, she is, also, yours
She prays for me to the Son of God
Through Her I have received so many blessings
For all I am so thankful, when I am lost
She comes and shows me the way
Many times I have failed Her, but being the sweet and
Forgiving Mother, She is always with me in spirit
And, always showing me the path I should lead
Her patience is a wonder, her love unending for me
I pray some day we shall meet in heaven, She is the
Mother of Jesus Christ, She is my heavenly Mother
As She is to all.

Brie 5/9/01

Hi Mom, I've missed you lately
It's been so very long
Since I could call you on the phone
When everything went wrong-
You used to reassure me
And wipe away my tears
Those times that I was all mixed up
And filled with doubts and fears-
Did I ever make you worry?
I'm sorry if I did
But, you know, I think you understood
'Cause I was just a kid-
You never saw my babies
The last two that were born
But, the other three remember you
Even now, that they are grown-
Now, tears are sliding down my face
'Cause I'm feeling kind of blue
Another Mother's Day is here
Another, without you
But, it's alright, I have a sense
I feel your presence near
Your hand is on my shoulder
And I know that you are here--
I love you Mom--

Peanut 5/5/01

A Tribute to 
Jann-Our Flower of the Month

Our Flower-Jann

Jann is the sweetest flower of all
She's always so patient whenever we call.
She listens to everything we need to say
And is willing to help in any way.

She is prettier than a budding rose...
And works hard to keep us on our toes.
She encourages us all along the way...
So we can write the poem to be sent in today.

She's there to help us every Friday night,
Hoping our poem will be a delight.
We all try to do our very best,
Hope everyone enjoys them--that's the test!

So here's to Jann whose always there,
And she really shows us she does care,
As so faithfully she types up our latest treasure
Hoping they will bring to all much pleasure.

Love ya Jann.
From the Poet's Group
written by: Rosemart 5-1-0

"Two Roses"

The time had come to cleanse my home of
Unneeded items and long ago mementoes
And as I wandered thru the items I had held dear
A book long forgotten I discovered on a top shelf
Tucked behind the photo albums and the sovereigns
Of seasons and events now long past from memory
The book was by Elizabeth Barrett Browning such
Romantic poems she and Robert wrote, my favorites
As I lifted the book from its resting place the pages
Separated and from it fell a Rose! A White Rose pressed
By a young girl so in love many years ago
My interest now aroused I again turned the page
A Red Rose pressed between two blank pages
And written there were the words spoken so long ago
"You are my one pure and passionate love
Please be mine, For I love you so" it was not signed
It did not need a signature for it was the shy young man
Who had hurriedly passed the book to me as he boarded
The train that took him to war, the answer I wished to give
Had never been received for he was never to return
To me , to love nor to life.
How sweet the White Rose and Red Rose given from his 
Heart to mine, is it true time heals? I wonder!

Brie 5/4/01

"SWEET LILACS"

Sweet lilacs, a flower of May
Vibrant colors, scent of the day
Purple, white & even wine red
It makes me so light in the head
May, my favorite month of the year
Lightens my spirit, my eye forms a tear
Here for a brief stay, how sad, I say
I rejoice nonetheless, you brighten my day
Sweet lilacs, your beauty so rare
Stay a bit longer, if you dare

We could add a day, or maybe a week
So your luscious blossoms we could seek
Enjoying the nectar of your sweet flower
Would give us a feeling of such power
As we think of waiting yet another year
It puts us in such a state of fear
So let us ask our power above
Send us a spiritual message, maybe a dove
To sprinkle the lilacs with magic dust
Another day, another week, make it a must

Phy1/Purple 5/4/01

"Wild Flowers"
by Maggie

The flowers that are planted, with such pride and thought flourish at the
masters touch, never failing, colors all set to compliment one another. 
The bulbs are planted in the fall and stay while the snow and ice provide
protection from the winters fury.

Petals open and aromas of beauty fill the air, roses, gardenias, lillies of all
colors and forms, ah, the sweetness of a garden, the master's work comes
full circle and the pride beams from the eyes of the be holder.

Across the street, lies a field of wild flowers, each brought to its destiny
by the freeness of the wind, a view for all to see and captivate on. Flowers
of all colors, sizes and shapes fill the empty area with their glory and
wonder. One stares in total awe of the mystery that has brought these
flowers for one and all to enjoy. 

So much like life, one is planned and worked out to the moment, while
another is floating in the wind and wondering where their feet will land,
exploring fields of wild flowers in wonderment.

Maggie 5/2/01

"FLOWERS"

My house is filled with flowers, in various arrays
In vases, & in wreaths, adding joy to all my days
When I am blue, ill or when I’m feeling sad
Beauty all around me & I begin to feel glad
Yes glad is a feeling, I learned that in my youth
Especially when I saw my shiny new tooth
When I saw my first born, shriveled like a prune
I saw her special beauty, & sang a happy tune
Look around you, at the flowers in your life
Your children, friends & even your wife
Like a bee or butterfly, smell the sweet scent
Flowers all around you, an exciting accent
Think of life without a flower in bloom
It would be depressing & add so much gloom
Flowers & people alike in many ways
So let’s look forward to many more Mays
Mays filled with beautiful flowers galore
Tell me dear friends, need we ask for more

Purple 5/1/01

"WILD FLOWERS"

I see a field of wildflowers
Blowing to and fro
In the morning breeze
Bright reds and yellows
Pale pastels of pink and purple
Amid green leaves and tall flowing grass
Blending together
A picture of serenity
Calm and soothing
I feel at peace 

Peanut 5/1/01

"Rose"
DID YOU KNOW?

Flowers are the language of Love?
Given to us by our Lord above...
They are part of everything that gives us pleasure,
No wonder they are one of our greatest treasures.

At weddings, anniversaries and babies' birth too,
Rainbow colors, white, lilac, pink and blue.
In our garden we feed and water them so they grow-
Nothing can add as much beauty, I love them so.

There are World-wide gardens where you see the best,
A beautiful vision to the eye, a place where you rest-
So many colors, so many shapes, lovely fragrance too-
Carnations, roses, lilacs and pansies--colors of every hue.

So open your eyes, look around wherever you go...
Window boxes, flower pots, any place they can grow.
Take in all their beauty spring, summer and fall
Their colors keep on changing, enjoy one and all.

Rosemart-April 29, 2001

"A ROSE"

A rose from a lover is the fashion,
white for purity, red for passion.
A wondrous beauty to behold,
it's fragrance warming the heart and soul.

He gave me a red rose, I felt such emotion,
He vowed to me his endless devotion.
Beware!! Beware!! I should have been warned,
I grasped the rose and was pricked by a thorn.

JOLIEA 4/29/01

"Flowers"

Flowers in my garden grew
Not one or two but quite a few.
And then the rotten chickens came
Scratched them all up! Such a shame.
Flowers here and flowers there
Those flowers flew ‘bout everywhere.
So when all those chicks were done
Not a flower, not a one!
Now my gardens very bare
Not a flower anywhere!

Sza 4/01

"Grandma-In-Waiting"

Who are you little stranger
In your warm and cosy place
Nine month's too long for me to wait
To look upon your face

Who are you little stranger
Will you love me when you come
Will you let me tell you fairy tales
Make a puppet of my thumb

Who are you little stranger
Will you let me hold you near
Will you come to me for laughter
Will you let me wipe your tear

Who are you little stranger
For that matter who am I
Let's both find out together
It won't be hard to try

'Cause you are made of part of me
And I am part of you
So with your tiny hand in mine
There's nothing we can't do

By Maura 4/26/01

"WILL SUMMER COME "?


It seems so long since Autumn was here...
With it's Jack-O-Lanterns spreading good cheer.
The beautiful colorful leaves put on their show...
But much too soon the season had to go.

Winter came and we had days of ice and snow
It made it very difficult to be on the go.
It seemed as though it would never end,
And we all hoped Spring was just around the bend.

Well, that is taking much too long...
I'm anxious to hear the birds in song.
Soon they'll be starting to build their next
And the tulips and daffodils will be at their best.

But Summer, dear Summer, "Are you coming or not?"
Soon we'll be complaining "My it's so hot!"
We are always looking for the new season to begin,
Instead of enjoying the one we are currently in!

Rosemart-April 26, 2001

"Minute by Minute" 

I start each day wondering, what the hours will hold? 
Will the sun shine brightly, or will it be cold? 
Do I clean, bake a cake or leap for joy? 
Should I go shopping for that new baby boy? 
I stop my questioning, allow myself a rest 
Why put myself through this dreadful test? 
Deep inside my heart I know I should let go 
Not let the thought of time become my bitter foe 
“Minute by minute” is what I decide to say 
Ease the pain of planning yet another day 
Life has no guarantees, our fate not ours to know 
Be free; enjoy what comes you way, even the snow 
Yes, we cannot predict what fate has in store 
When death will come knocking at our door 
So prepare each day to shun the devil’s wrath 
Showering love & joy along life’s gentle path 

Purple 4/25/01

"A Dress for Karli"

I had a little helper when making Karli's dress,
I will not tell you who yet, I'll see if you can guess.
Everything was ready, so I could begin,
when Karli yelled out loudly, "Look who's coming in!"
It was my little Seri girl, big trouble with a T,
We knew we had to put her out or sewing would not be!
OUT SERI!
I measured and I pinned, and got the dress cut out,
All ready to sew now, when I heard Karli shout!
"She got back in and grabbed the thread so quick!"
Karli didn't know that Seri knew each and every trick!
So Karli scolded Seri but Seri did resist, and
Karli thought that she had won, but Seri did persist.

Back outside went Seri, now Karli knew she'd won
But my little Seri girl wasn't nearly done.
For the moment all was quiet, then Seri got back in and ran
right to the sewing machine and grabbed the box of pins.
I yelled at her to drop them and Seri did comply
but not before each straight pin was scattered far and nigh.

She knew she was in trouble and headed to the door,
but not before she scattered all the pins upon the floor.
Now the dress is finished, this story’s finished too.
We'll have to wait another day to see what Seri'll do!

SZA 4/24/01

"New Week"

Monday, the start of a new week
And tho last week wasn't so bad
This one is going to be better
I'm going to do all that I said--
First, I will take down the curtains
And clean all the windows, both sides
The sun will shine thru as they glisten
And I'll stand back and view them with pride--
Next, I will vacuum the carpet
I'll run it with all of my might
I'll even do all of the corners
There won't be a dog hair in sight--
Hmmmm, should I clean out the cupboards
Wash dishes, the pots and the pans
Rearrange boxes of cake mix
Wipe dust from the tops of the cans--
Well, maybe I'll wait 'til tomorrow
Too late in the day to start now
I wore myself out writing poems
But, Tuesday I'll do it, I vow!!

Peanut 4/23/01

"A New Day"

Another day has dawned
shiny and new
Morning glories have been
kissed by the dew
Warm breezes caress me
as they travel through
My gray skies are now
cloudless and blue

A new beginning comes
with each dawn
Yesterdays' sorrows have
passed and gone
Now is the time for me
to move on
God give me strength
to go on alone

Sever all the loathsome ties
that bind me
Loosen the shackles
that confine me
Leave all my worries and cares
behind me
Let your loving presence
remind me
that peace and happiness
will find me.

JOLIEA 4/21/01

"Spring Days"

I love the sound of birds
As they twitter in the trees.
I listen to their lovely song
While working on my knees.

I see a flash of color
As they go flying by.
I catch it as I weed
Out of the corner of my eye,

I love the feel it gives me
As I'm helping flowers grow...
The song of the mocking bird
I've always loved it so!

There's beauty in the flowers
As they begin to bloom,
And beauty in the birds as
I examine every plume.

Rosemart-April 19, 2001

"MY BRIE"

With her wee head on my pillow
And love shine in her eyes
Brie looks at me in wonder 
And trust, and thinks me wise-
I hold her on my lap and pray
That she may realize
How very much she means to me
How many tears she dries-
May the angels on my pillow
As I sleep through the night
Hold us both in loving arms
Until the morning light

 peanut 4/19/01

"BIRDS"

Birds have wings, feathers galore
Robins, Cardinals & Doves, Sparrows, Finches & more
Bright colored feathers, soft footprints in the sand
They add so much beauty to our treasured land

Beautiful songs fill our ears with delight
As they join in a symphony, all in unison take flight
Look to sky at the orchestra on high
Take a deep breath, a soft thankful sign

Colorful feathers, a masterpiece of art
Forming a mosaic, the artist so smart
So each day, enjoy the gift from above
A Robin, a Cardinal & even a Dove

phyl/purple 4/11/01

"Crow Talk"

The crow spoke to me today
in his wisdom
He know the secrets of the ages
He can see far into the future
and he remembers the past
The crow spoke to me today
I smiled
both inside
and out
If only I had the wisdom
of the crow
If only I knew his secrets
Oh, gentle crow
I will meet you again....
tomorrow
The crow spoke to me today......

Brill.....LaVon D. Brillhart

4/10/01

"Summertime"

The sun is hot and summer 
will soon be here. 
I think in Florida it's already near. 
In the sun we get nice tans. 
But on the beach is too much sand. 
Sports and Picnics in the shade of a tree. 
But I prefer mountains you See!

Nurseal 6/12/01

"DREAMS"

In dreams
you are with me again,
holding me,
loving me.
We dance,
we sing,
we laugh.
I am elated,
filled with happiness.
I awake to find
it was only a dream.
I cry!!

JOLIEA 6/14/01

"Dreams! Dreams"

 Can be both large and small,
 wish ever way your Life may call.
 Dream of a Roof over your Head.
 If you are Homeless with no one to care.
You may think Life has gone sour.
 Dream of a European Vacation if you can afford.
 Dream that your Family will be Happy and well.
 I think this is the ring of the Bell.
 So you see dream for different people is a different thing.

Nurseal 6/14/01

"DREAMS"

Dreams of love ever true.
Dreams of caring between two.

Dreams of life together forever.
Dreams of parting never.

Dreams even beyond heavens door.
Dreams for now and ever more.

Writren by kclady and dedicated to rcflyer

June 13, 2001

"DREAMS"

Misty little scenes, many strange places
People passing through, can't see their faces.
Puffs of memory come into my mind,
Looking for places I never can find.

There I see a loved one, smiling happily,
I see him, but he doesn't see me.
Where is the bus, can't find the train,
Wish I was home and never lost again.

Very disturbing, these funny little dreams,
Some go on forever, that's the way it seems.
When I really get into trouble and can't find what road to take,
I suddenly open my eyes, now I'm wide awake.

These little nightly trips that make no sense at all,
And upon waking, I rarely can recall...
Are supposed to take my tensions away
So I can feel relaxed while facing my new day.

Rosemart-6-10-01

"Dream"

If you are but a dream why do I hear 
Your voice and see your smile in everyone 
Who passes me in the day, I see your dark 
Brown eyes and golden hair 
I long to be with you but yet you only come 
To me when in a dream, Oh my love do you 
Not know the longing I have for you do not 
Hide from me and be only near in dreamland 
My life is yours to share I offer to you come 
I beg from the dream world into my world 
Take my hand and follow me I will not lead 
You astray, safe with me you shall always be 
So awake my lover and come into the 
Daylight with me! 

Brie 6/12/01

"My Dream World"

When life gets to be too much
And I need to escape
I sit outside on the back deck
And stare off across the fields
I watch the heavens
Seeing clouds form into shapes
That are pleasing to my eyes
Slowly changing
Filling my mind with storybook imagination
Or, after dark
I gaze into the night sky at the stars
Dreaming that I live in some far away land-
-----------------------
At least for a few minutes in time

Peanut 6/12/2001

"Friend" 

I have a friend, her name is Jann. 
She's always there when you need a hand. 
I was having a problem and to her I cried, 
she appeared right by my side. 
I appreciate it my dear friend. 
Hope we will be friends until the end. 
Love you Jann. 

Mary/aka/Nurseal  5/17/01

"THE GOOD OLE' DAYS"

Get up and eat breakfast and run out to play,
Nothing but games and fun everyday.
Call on our friends--meet them at their door
Rush outside and play some more.

"Shall we skip rope or play stick ball?
Come on out, come one and come all"
"Let's choose sides, and play in the street,
Hurry let's get started before we must eat."

After we ate, we would go down to the park,
But had to get home before it got dark.
Then we'd play a street game called Kick the Can
When someone would kick it while everyone ran.

Soon it was time to go in for the night...
Waving at each other till we were out of sight.
Looking back at all the memories we did share,
Life was so simple when we didn't have a care.

Rosemart-6-7-01

"Memories of Good Old Days"

Rich, chocolate colored hair,
caressing mid-back.
Wasted on youth,
not fair.

Willow 6/6/01 

"The Good Old Days" 

Back in the good old days. 
They were my roaming ways. 
I was lucky to have my horse. 
I dared not have remorse, 
when things weren't right at home, 
this was our time to roam. 
Many times we stayed most of the day. 
All alone, my horse and I, at play. 
I treasure those days, 
that's where my heart will stay. 
Our Guardian Angel must have been there, 
watching over us where ever we dared.

jann 6/7/01

"The Good Old Days"

I sat beside the river that autumn day
Was a brisk wind and the leaves were falling
And my mind floated backward in time to the day
You and I sat in the very spot so long ago
How special you were to me and I to you
We promised our undying love to one another
I looked into your eyes and my heart was yours
How sweet the kisses we exchanged and the warm
Embraces that we shared that day
Too soon we parted and promises were unkept
Tho, unkept are not forgotten, you are the Prince
In my heart, of days so long ago now gone
Dare they be "the good old days"
I sit and wonder!

Brie 6/6/01

"NOW"
The good old days?
Well-----
They're here now-
And I'm very much aware
That all my friends keep in touch
And know how much I care-
My family lives close to me
And we all have so much fun
Even tho I bumped my head
Before the picnic was done-[lol]
But, I really do appreciate these days
And, come December
No matter what will happen next
These days--I will remember !

Peanut 6/5/2001

"THE GOOD OLD DAYS"

My great grandma lived with us for a while
years ago, when I was a child.
She told of how things used to be
where she grew up in Tennessee.

"In the good old days," grandma would say,
"things were done in a different way.
We didn't have a washing machine
to get our clothes so nice and clean.

We used a scrub board in a tub.
All day long we'd rub and rub
with soap we made with grease and lye
then we'd hang them out in the sun to dry.

Our parents, three brothers, sis and me
made up a close knit family.
We had our chores but when they were done
we would make our own kind of fun.

Church suppers, square dances, picnics too,
there were many things for us to do.
One thing of which we were very fond
was skinny dipping in the pond."

She told me this with a gleam in her eye,
then she continued on with a little sigh.
"Some say those days were very rough
but I didn't find them to be so tough.

Times were hard but life was good.
I'd go back today, if I could.
Back to those early childhood ways.
To happy times in the good old days."

JOLIEA 6/3/01

"The Good Old Days"

The Good Old Days they still are here,
they live in our hearts year after year.
We should not despair, but rather rejoice,
our future is destined, not our choice.
So as we awake at the dawn of each day,
paint a new canvas in a most special way.
Red, purple & green, all vibrant & bright,
brush strokes of yellow, blue & white.
Hide the dull ones, black, gray & brown,
call a friend, & go shopping in town.
Buy something new, a hat & some shoes,
to chase away those deep seated blues.
Consider today as good as the old,
approach each day with vigor, be bold.
Your painting complete, stand back to observe,
the beauty of a new day, and one you deserve.
Each day is a blessing a good day indeed,
don’t dwell on the old days there is no need.
Enjoy each new one, rejoice and be glad,
happy smiles, much laughter, never be sad.
If you must be sad, when you lose someone dear,
you will meet them again, do not fear.
So why think of days as good, bad or old
Start a new canvas watch a new day unfold.
At the end of your journey here on earth,
the world will be thankful for your birth.
If you think of each day as special, a gift,
spreading joy all around, giving others a lift.
The old days are memories, they never die,
today, a new beginning, give a thankful sigh.

Purple 6/8/01

"The Good Old Days"

The memories inside my head,
the joyful times, the life I lead.
Where have the years gone I often say,
where is that young girl born in May.
She hasn’t left, she still is here,
so please don’t shed a single tear.
Her hair is gray, her figure robust,
her friendship still one you can trust.
Memories put a smile on her face,
they are part of the whole human race.
Put aside the doom & gloom,
place flowers in every room.
Enjoy their beauty, their sweet smell,
give them as gifts, such memories to tell.
Loved ones will remember the day,
the beauty of your life in a special way.
If like a flower, you leave a sweet scent,
of a life full of love & indeed well spent.

Purple 6/8/01

"EMPTY NEST"

Our daughters got married four weeks apart,
Each one of them took away a piece of my heart.
Empty were their spaces at our kitchen table,
We finally adjusted as well as we were able.

No more loud music throughout the house,
Now everything was as quiet as a mouse.
A lot less laundry and ironing too,
I now had time, my hobbies to pursue.

We'd call to say "Hi how are you today?"
"Oh we bought some new furniture" they'd say.
"We miss you a lot, please drop by sometime"
"Oh we will" they'd say "when we have time"

Life was different, but we adjusted well.
Now we have grandchildren, gee they are swell.
They fill our hearts and give us much pleasure
And have become our greatest treasure!

Rosemart-5-29-01

"An Empty Nest"

Walking beside the splendor of the River
The evening sun descending in the west
The River a golden glow emitted with the sun
It was an typical Autumn day as leaves of fiery
Colours filled the air and fell upon the path I trod
In an old Oak tree by waters edge I spied
A nest ~~surely the Robins had made it their home
On the trip north this year ~~from which the babies
Hatched ~~were cared for and then flew on their own
So now the nest is empty, no more a home
Of baby birds or songs of their parents there but
Life goes on and next spring another pair of Robins
Will return to fill the empty nest ~~so such is life
As each leave another joins ~~the only empty nest
Is the empty heart that has never shared love with another
Be it human or animal

`Brie 5/29/01`

``

"Jack Rabbit's Tale"

Some habits are good, some habits are bad, 
but an empty nest , Little Jack Rabbit had.
"Barren nest", you ask? "How is that a habit?"
Because it's well known that rabbits cohabit.

On a cold day's outing, in the winter, if I remember,
Jack Rabbit happened upon a smoking ember.
Not knowing how hot it was, what it was he espied, 
he sat down on the ember to warm his backside.
Up he jumped, in a frenetic fit,
to see what was under his little "whatsit"!
In a dying campfire, tossed in to char,
was an old half-smoked, stinky cigar.
Fanning his rump, Jack Rabbit turned 'round,
and caught sight of the stogie on the ground.
He picked it up, gingerly and curious,
not knowing it could be quite injurious.
Placing stogie to mouth, he inhaled the smoke,
was hooked immediately, with nary a choke.
To the forest mart, hopping speedily,
He bought lots of cigars, most greedily.

Jack Rabbit now sits alone in his empty nest,
hooked on smoking the stogies, without a rest.
Family and friends deserted Jack Rabbit,
to be all alone with his odorous habit.

(The moral of this tale is sad to say,
there are not many chances in life today.
To smoke or not, is your own decision,
but beware of the difficulty of a recision.)

Willow 5/29/01

We were blessed, 
within our small nest. 
Only one tiny boy and such a joy. 
As the years passed we saw the last,
for he was off to school,  and car pools.
The time was soon spent, 
as if a dream, without deep consent. 
Now into this badly worn nest.

No more forlorn but our only grand born
In our eyes a new bright gleam. 
He sashayed in just like a "King"
 to complete our contented theme
From the old nest out west, 
he's filled our wishful hope chest ..

jann 5/28/01 

"EMPTY NEST"

No more babies to rock.
No getting up at 2:0'clock.
No busy days and sleepless nights.
No refereeing the childrens' fights.
The children are now grown
out of the nest they have flown.
Now at last I've found rest
All alone in my empty nest.

JOLIEA 5/28/01

"Empty Nest "

There is a time and season for all things, 
Spring cleaning, garage sales
and children leaving home, 
Puts one's heart to the test, 
Is there lasting joy in an empty nest? 

Sassy 5/25/01

"SHADOW"

I see my shadow at the start of each day
She looks like me but in a younger way
She has a spirit that travels wide & far
Touching people lives, like a bright star
Now you say, that sounds very strange
A caring shadow never growing in age
Often I‘m amazed, she laughs when I cry
So I ask myself, in heavens name why?
It may because she see me in true light
An older body whose spirit shines bright
When my heart weeps, a release of my sorrows
I welcome the joy of many more tomorrows
So my shadow, my friend and my guide
Stay as you are, remain staunch at my side
In the passing of time, stay young at heart
Til the end of life’s journey, we’ll never part
Into heaven we’ll travel, a time far from this day
Serving our master above, in the same loving way
Flying on high, looking down on our friends
Eternity our home, our life on earth ends
So look to your shadow at the start of each day
She is your best friend, your alter ego, I say

Purp/Phyl 5/24/01

"The Cloud's Shadows" 

Shadows above and far beyond. 
this little nest belongs to the doves 
of which i'm very fond 
out side my window 
in a tree just above 
They are very content 
so it seems to us 
going about their business 
without any fuss 
From the shadows, 
of the fluffy white clouds, 
the cooing sounds mornful and 
loud. 
Soaring so gracefully, 
without any fear. 
The brilliance of the sun, 
beams thru the clouds 
so clear. 
Sun rays through the tree branches 
almost blinding as the doves 
appear. 
My presence goes unnoticed 
as they are peeking 
for a nest they are seeking. 
Their always there, 
in my despair, 
silky, soft, and so white. 
A downy landing, 
from their flight.

jann 5/23/01

"Shadows of The Past"

Dark shadows swirl around me.
I am filled with doubt and fear.
Half forgotten memories
in quiet moments...reappear.

Flickering shadows in the twilight
flash across my worried mind
bringing back unwelcome memories
of a sad and lonesome time.

I have grown so tired and weary,
my heart is filled with despair
I long for the prize that awaits me,
for no shadows will be there.

JOLIEA 5/23/01

"Shadows"

I dare not turn around,
Look into the shadows of my life
The road filled with nails. 
My toes crease the sun,
Shadows grasp my heels.
Let me not look back, 
It is cold, lonely, hurting there 

Marysongs © 5/01(mhartman)

"IN THE SHADOWS"

Deep in the shadow of the old oak tree,
My love and I sat happy as could be
Having our lunch in picnic style
As I gazed at my honey's wonderful smile.

We were oh so very much in love
Sheltered by branches high above,
Remembering the time when we first met
We never guessed how good it would get.

With the war years behind us, all those years spent at sea,
Soon we would marry and start a family. 
Nothing could be as bad as the past,
He was home and safe in my arms, at last.

Many years have passed since we sat by that tree...
Soon we will celebrate Anniversary number 53,
But I'll always remember that happy time,
When he carved his initials right next to mine.

Rosemart-May 22-2001

"My Shadow"

She was always at my side as a
Child I played the games children do
When I would scold her for following me
As we played hide and go seek 'cause
As the Seeker would see her standing
There wagging her tail as I hid behind the bush
She was with me constantly until she left
Me at her age of twelve and I at seventeen
She looked at me with trusting eyes as the
Vet examined her, her hip was broken he told
Me best to let her sleep~~~the eternal sleep
So I made that decision then and tears I shed
So now she is in the land of pets who leave the
Ones they love, she waits there for me to cross
The Rainbow Bridge and call her name and once
More her tail will wag in excitement as she and I
Journey together again into the next world
Together my Shadow and me!

 Brie 5/21/01

"Shadows On The Wall "

I lay here--half awake
Seeing shadows of trees
Leaves swaying in the faint Autumn breeze
Making patterns on my bedroom wall
Now still-----
Now moving, as cars rush by
Their headlights splashing a golden glow
Into the darkness
Keeping me awake
So that I see
Shadows of trees
Making patterns on the wall

Peanut 5/20/2001

"MOTHER"

Our Mother stood by us every step along the way
Until she left this earth, oh, what a dreadful day
She held us in her tender arms, when our fevers were so high
Always listened to our problems, then gave a loving sigh
Mother, why did you leave us when we needed you most
You did not see our children grow, or eat our special roast
You left us to our own devices, we felt so lost and sad
So many deep feelings, we felt we would go mad
Your precious soul traveled to the heavens high above
Never to know and enjoy your daughters’ heartfelt love
We asked the futile question, why take her in her prime
Why couldn’t we have had her for a little more time
The sadness and grief lessens, but never goes away
Our Mother lives in our hearts each and every day
The day will come for many, when Mother is no longer here
To share the love of family and friends she always held so dear
The message here is very clear, to those whose mothers live
Shower her daily with love and joy, all your hearts can give

Purp/Phy1  5/20/01

"Who Is Peanut"?

So how is your day going? Such a 
Simple little question, you have no idea 
How much that simple little line means to me 
It says so many things about the person who 
Is doing the asking, it shows she really cares 
And behind the few words are worlds of understanding 
She knows the feelings we share and what each 
Means to the other~~is between the lines we read 
The heart of one for the other~~secrets deep into our souls 

We share and meant for no other~~if I can only 
Have her love but for a few months a few years or until 
The end of time I know that I am the better for her loving 
Patience~~~~ honesty~~~forgiveness~~~what more need 
Be said to explain this Friend who I happen to love 

Brie 5/17/01

"Summer's Here"

Here come the bugs, here come the bees..
Look up and see the birds in the trees.
Everyone is busy doing what they know best..
Ants building hills, bees gathering nectar, birds making nests.

Flowers are popping out everywhere you look,
The fish are all busy swimming in the brook.
The fern unwinding their graceful fronds
The mallards and the swans beautiful in the ponds.

Look over there---birds learning how to fly...
So many visions to enjoy are pleasing to the eye.
The bees are making honey so delicate and sweet...
The mocking bird is singing, a new dawn to greet.

The robins searching for worms, over there's a mourning dove,
The nightingale is singing it's beautiful song of love.
There are so many sights to see, I can hardly take it in,
I just love this time of year, glad to see it all begin.

Rosemart-May 16, 2001

"REMEMBERED DREAM"

I seem to remember
A time long past
When I strolled with my love
Through the snow covered grass-
We talked and laughed
As we walked hand in hand
'Midst the sparkling
Sun speckled wonderland-
The plans that we made
And those feelings of trust
Lost in a faded memory
Now covered with dust-
Was he only a dream
Some fantasy guy
Then why does he reflect
In the many tears I cry
'Cause whenever it snows
And the ground sparkles white
Off in the distance
I see a faint light-
And then I remember
That lost love of mine
As only a memory
A shadow in time-

Peanut 5/16/01

"THE SUNRISE"

As I watch the early morning sunrise
I feel a passionate longing for the new day.
A curious kinship with all living creatures.
Time seems to stand still.
Even the song birds are silent.
Mother Nature waits with abated breath
as the fiery red sun emerges above the horizon
illuminating the earth with its brilliance.
Another day has arrived,
bright and clear.
The birds resume their singing.
With a grateful sigh....I welcome the day.

JOLIEA  5/16/01

"A Bad Time" 

When I'm down and out, 
and want to pout . 
Such an inner fight, 
for dear life. 
All alone in my sight. 
Always so near, 
why are things not clear.? 
They will not sub-side, 
but only slide, 
with no place to hide.. 
Another bad day has , 
almost passed. 
Why does this feeling, 
linger and last? 
A dim flickering of life, 
now appears, 
that helps my fears. 
A very warm glow 
begans to flow, 
and very slow, 
if only to stay, 
for one more day, 
then maybe another, 
will show me the way, 
i'll try not to stray. 

jann 5/13/01 

"The Many Colors of a Rainbow"

The glory of colors sitting in the sky, they go
from the very deepest to the light, or is the light
to the deepest; I guess it all depends on how
one looks at the beauty.

A graduation of college students was taking
place on Mother’s Day, the area filled with all
kinds of excitement and anticipation, never
knowing what the day will bring, much less
the future of these fine young (and old)
people..
The graduates sat with much pride, a tent to
cover them from the forces of nature, sitting on
top of a mountain, with the wind blowing and
chilling air surrounding each of us. 

Outside the tent, were many people, including
me, as I sat in wonderment straining to hear
the well renowned “Granny D” speak, after
all this woman walked 3200 miles, across our
great country, yes, each of us strained to listen
to her words of wisdom.

The clouds were prevailing in our fair blue skies, out of
nowhere; a rainbow appeared and gave its o.k. to all that
would behold its sight, what a wonderful attribute to pay,
not only to the grads, but, also to the patriotic stand of a
grand woman,,,,a rainbow, such glory. Could one ask for
more, colors so prevailing that the beauty took ones breath
away and let them dwell on the powers of nature and not
man.

Maggie 5/16/01

"LOVE TRYST"

They held hands across the table
in a dimly lit cafe.
A place carefully chosen,
out of sight and far away.

They had no right to be together,
or say the loving words they said.
For even though they loved each other,
to another they were wed.

They had to keep their love a secret
out of mind and out of sight.
These stolen moments were so precious,
they made the whole world seem right.

With a lingering kiss they parted.
Each one going their separate way,
back to their home and families.
Right or wrong.....who can say?

JOLIEA  5/15/01

"My "Daughter"

If I but had a child such as you 
How many dreams there would be 
To share the joy of mother and daughter
You were not borne of me but you are my child
I have loved you as my very own from the first moment
I looked into your beautiful baby eyes
The years flew quickly past and you now
No longer the darling little girl you were
You are now the beautiful woman who turns
The eyes of all who see you
So on the day for mother's came and you put
Your arms around me and said I love you 
My heart was filled with gratitude and love
I thank God He gave me you to love
For you are my child in my heart as
You shall always be, my sweet little girl
Now the beautiful young woman you have become
May God always carry you in His Hands
My darling "daughter" I love you so!

Brie 5/14/01

"MY MOTHER"

She is my Mother, she is, also, yours
She prays for me to the Son of God
Through Her I have received so many blessings
For all I am so thankful, when I am lost
She comes and shows me the way
Many times I have failed Her, but being the sweet and
Forgiving Mother, She is always with me in spirit
And, always showing me the path I should lead
Her patience is a wonder, her love unending for me
I pray some day we shall meet in heaven, She is the
Mother of Jesus Christ, She is my heavenly Mother
As She is to all.

Brie 5/9/01

Hi Mom, I've missed you lately
It's been so very long
Since I could call you on the phone
When everything went wrong-
You used to reassure me
And wipe away my tears
Those times that I was all mixed up
And filled with doubts and fears-
Did I ever make you worry?
I'm sorry if I did
But, you know, I think you understood
'Cause I was just a kid-
You never saw my babies
The last two that were born
But, the other three remember you
Even now, that they are grown-
Now, tears are sliding down my face
'Cause I'm feeling kind of blue
Another Mother's Day is here
Another, without you
But, it's alright, I have a sense
I feel your presence near
Your hand is on my shoulder
And I know that you are here--
I love you Mom--

Peanut 5/5/01

A Tribute to 
Jann-Our Flower of the Month

Our Flower-Jann

Jann is the sweetest flower of all
She's always so patient whenever we call.
She listens to everything we need to say
And is willing to help in any way.

She is prettier than a budding rose...
And works hard to keep us on our toes.
She encourages us all along the way...
So we can write the poem to be sent in today.

She's there to help us every Friday night,
Hoping our poem will be a delight.
We all try to do our very best,
Hope everyone enjoys them--that's the test!

So here's to Jann whose always there,
And she really shows us she does care,
As so faithfully she types up our latest treasure
Hoping they will bring to all much pleasure.

Love ya Jann.
From the Poet's Group
written by: Rosemart 5-1-0

"Two Roses"

The time had come to cleanse my home of
Unneeded items and long ago mementoes
And as I wandered thru the items I had held dear
A book long forgotten I discovered on a top shelf
Tucked behind the photo albums and the sovereigns
Of seasons and events now long past from memory
The book was by Elizabeth Barrett Browning such
Romantic poems she and Robert wrote, my favorites
As I lifted the book from its resting place the pages
Separated and from it fell a Rose! A White Rose pressed
By a young girl so in love many years ago
My interest now aroused I again turned the page
A Red Rose pressed between two blank pages
And written there were the words spoken so long ago
"You are my one pure and passionate love
Please be mine, For I love you so" it was not signed
It did not need a signature for it was the shy young man
Who had hurriedly passed the book to me as he boarded
The train that took him to war, the answer I wished to give
Had never been received for he was never to return
To me , to love nor to life.
How sweet the White Rose and Red Rose given from his 
Heart to mine, is it true time heals? I wonder!

Brie 5/4/01

"SWEET LILACS"

Sweet lilacs, a flower of May
Vibrant colors, scent of the day
Purple, white & even wine red
It makes me so light in the head
May, my favorite month of the year
Lightens my spirit, my eye forms a tear
Here for a brief stay, how sad, I say
I rejoice nonetheless, you brighten my day
Sweet lilacs, your beauty so rare
Stay a bit longer, if you dare

We could add a day, or maybe a week
So your luscious blossoms we could seek
Enjoying the nectar of your sweet flower
Would give us a feeling of such power
As we think of waiting yet another year
It puts us in such a state of fear
So let us ask our power above
Send us a spiritual message, maybe a dove
To sprinkle the lilacs with magic dust
Another day, another week, make it a must

Phy1/Purple 5/4/01

"Wild Flowers"
by Maggie

The flowers that are planted, with such pride and thought flourish at the
masters touch, never failing, colors all set to compliment one another. 
The bulbs are planted in the fall and stay while the snow and ice provide
protection from the winters fury.

Petals open and aromas of beauty fill the air, roses, gardenias, lillies of all
colors and forms, ah, the sweetness of a garden, the master's work comes
full circle and the pride beams from the eyes of the be holder.

Across the street, lies a field of wild flowers, each brought to its destiny
by the freeness of the wind, a view for all to see and captivate on. Flowers
of all colors, sizes and shapes fill the empty area with their glory and
wonder. One stares in total awe of the mystery that has brought these
flowers for one and all to enjoy. 

So much like life, one is planned and worked out to the moment, while
another is floating in the wind and wondering where their feet will land,
exploring fields of wild flowers in wonderment.

Maggie 5/2/01

"FLOWERS"

My house is filled with flowers, in various arrays
In vases, & in wreaths, adding joy to all my days
When I am blue, ill or when I’m feeling sad
Beauty all around me & I begin to feel glad
Yes glad is a feeling, I learned that in my youth
Especially when I saw my shiny new tooth
When I saw my first born, shriveled like a prune
I saw her special beauty, & sang a happy tune
Look around you, at the flowers in your life
Your children, friends & even your wife
Like a bee or butterfly, smell the sweet scent
Flowers all around you, an exciting accent
Think of life without a flower in bloom
It would be depressing & add so much gloom
Flowers & people alike in many ways
So let’s look forward to many more Mays
Mays filled with beautiful flowers galore
Tell me dear friends, need we ask for more

Purple 5/1/01

"WILD FLOWERS"

I see a field of wildflowers
Blowing to and fro
In the morning breeze
Bright reds and yellows
Pale pastels of pink and purple
Amid green leaves and tall flowing grass
Blending together
A picture of serenity
Calm and soothing
I feel at peace 

Peanut 5/1/01

"Rose"
DID YOU KNOW?

Flowers are the language of Love?
Given to us by our Lord above...
They are part of everything that gives us pleasure,
No wonder they are one of our greatest treasures.

At weddings, anniversaries and babies' birth too,
Rainbow colors, white, lilac, pink and blue.
In our garden we feed and water them so they grow-
Nothing can add as much beauty, I love them so.

There are World-wide gardens where you see the best,
A beautiful vision to the eye, a place where you rest-
So many colors, so many shapes, lovely fragrance too-
Carnations, roses, lilacs and pansies--colors of every hue.

So open your eyes, look around wherever you go...
Window boxes, flower pots, any place they can grow.
Take in all their beauty spring, summer and fall
Their colors keep on changing, enjoy one and all.

Rosemart-April 29, 2001

"A ROSE"

A rose from a lover is the fashion,
white for purity, red for passion.
A wondrous beauty to behold,
it's fragrance warming the heart and soul.

He gave me a red rose, I felt such emotion,
He vowed to me his endless devotion.
Beware!! Beware!! I should have been warned,
I grasped the rose and was pricked by a thorn.

JOLIEA 4/29/01

"Flowers"

Flowers in my garden grew
Not one or two but quite a few.
And then the rotten chickens came
Scratched them all up! Such a shame.
Flowers here and flowers there
Those flowers flew ‘bout everywhere.
So when all those chicks were done
Not a flower, not a one!
Now my gardens very bare
Not a flower anywhere!

Sza 4/01

"Grandma-In-Waiting"

Who are you little stranger
In your warm and cosy place
Nine month's too long for me to wait
To look upon your face

Who are you little stranger
Will you love me when you come
Will you let me tell you fairy tales
Make a puppet of my thumb

Who are you little stranger
Will you let me hold you near
Will you come to me for laughter
Will you let me wipe your tear

Who are you little stranger
For that matter who am I
Let's both find out together
It won't be hard to try

'Cause you are made of part of me
And I am part of you
So with your tiny hand in mine
There's nothing we can't do

By Maura 4/26/01

"WILL SUMMER COME "?


It seems so long since Autumn was here...
With it's Jack-O-Lanterns spreading good cheer.
The beautiful colorful leaves put on their show...
But much too soon the season had to go.

Winter came and we had days of ice and snow
It made it very difficult to be on the go.
It seemed as though it would never end,
And we all hoped Spring was just around the bend.

Well, that is taking much too long...
I'm anxious to hear the birds in song.
Soon they'll be starting to build their next
And the tulips and daffodils will be at their best.

But Summer, dear Summer, "Are you coming or not?"
Soon we'll be complaining "My it's so hot!"
We are always looking for the new season to begin,
Instead of enjoying the one we are currently in!

Rosemart-April 26, 2001

"Minute by Minute" 

I start each day wondering, what the hours will hold? 
Will the sun shine brightly, or will it be cold? 
Do I clean, bake a cake or leap for joy? 
Should I go shopping for that new baby boy? 
I stop my questioning, allow myself a rest 
Why put myself through this dreadful test? 
Deep inside my heart I know I should let go 
Not let the thought of time become my bitter foe 
“Minute by minute” is what I decide to say 
Ease the pain of planning yet another day 
Life has no guarantees, our fate not ours to know 
Be free; enjoy what comes you way, even the snow 
Yes, we cannot predict what fate has in store 
When death will come knocking at our door 
So prepare each day to shun the devil’s wrath 
Showering love & joy along life’s gentle path 

Purple 4/25/01

"A Dress for Karli"

I had a little helper when making Karli's dress,
I will not tell you who yet, I'll see if you can guess.
Everything was ready, so I could begin,
when Karli yelled out loudly, "Look who's coming in!"
It was my little Seri girl, big trouble with a T,
We knew we had to put her out or sewing would not be!
OUT SERI!
I measured and I pinned, and got the dress cut out,
All ready to sew now, when I heard Karli shout!
"She got back in and grabbed the thread so quick!"
Karli didn't know that Seri knew each and every trick!
So Karli scolded Seri but Seri did resist, and
Karli thought that she had won, but Seri did persist.

Back outside went Seri, now Karli knew she'd won
But my little Seri girl wasn't nearly done.
For the moment all was quiet, then Seri got back in and ran
right to the sewing machine and grabbed the box of pins.
I yelled at her to drop them and Seri did comply
but not before each straight pin was scattered far and nigh.

She knew she was in trouble and headed to the door,
but not before she scattered all the pins upon the floor.
Now the dress is finished, this story’s finished too.
We'll have to wait another day to see what Seri'll do!

SZA 4/24/01

"New Week"

Monday, the start of a new week
And tho last week wasn't so bad
This one is going to be better
I'm going to do all that I said--
First, I will take down the curtains
And clean all the windows, both sides
The sun will shine thru as they glisten
And I'll stand back and view them with pride--
Next, I will vacuum the carpet
I'll run it with all of my might
I'll even do all of the corners
There won't be a dog hair in sight--
Hmmmm, should I clean out the cupboards
Wash dishes, the pots and the pans
Rearrange boxes of cake mix
Wipe dust from the tops of the cans--
Well, maybe I'll wait 'til tomorrow
Too late in the day to start now
I wore myself out writing poems
But, Tuesday I'll do it, I vow!!

Peanut 4/23/01

"A New Day"

Another day has dawned
shiny and new
Morning glories have been
kissed by the dew
Warm breezes caress me
as they travel through
My gray skies are now
cloudless and blue

A new beginning comes
with each dawn
Yesterdays' sorrows have
passed and gone
Now is the time for me
to move on
God give me strength
to go on alone

Sever all the loathsome ties
that bind me
Loosen the shackles
that confine me
Leave all my worries and cares
behind me
Let your loving presence
remind me
that peace and happiness
will find me.

JOLIEA 4/21/01

"Spring Days"

I love the sound of birds
As they twitter in the trees.
I listen to their lovely song
While working on my knees.

I see a flash of color
As they go flying by.
I catch it as I weed
Out of the corner of my eye,

I love the feel it gives me
As I'm helping flowers grow...
The song of the mocking bird
I've always loved it so!

There's beauty in the flowers
As they begin to bloom,
And beauty in the birds as
I examine every plume.

Rosemart-April 19, 2001

"MY BRIE"

With her wee head on my pillow
And love shine in her eyes
Brie looks at me in wonder 
And trust, and thinks me wise-
I hold her on my lap and pray
That she may realize
How very much she means to me
How many tears she dries-
May the angels on my pillow
As I sleep through the night
Hold us both in loving arms
Until the morning light

 peanut 4/19/01

"BIRDS"

Birds have wings, feathers galore
Robins, Cardinals & Doves, Sparrows, Finches & more
Bright colored feathers, soft footprints in the sand
They add so much beauty to our treasured land

Beautiful songs fill our ears with delight
As they join in a symphony, all in unison take flight
Look to sky at the orchestra on high
Take a deep breath, a soft thankful sign

Colorful feathers, a masterpiece of art
Forming a mosaic, the artist so smart
So each day, enjoy the gift from above
A Robin, a Cardinal & even a Dove

phyl/purple 4/11/01

"Crow Talk"

The crow spoke to me today
in his wisdom
He know the secrets of the ages
He can see far into the future
and he remembers the past
The crow spoke to me today
I smiled
both inside
and out
If only I had the wisdom
of the crow
If only I knew his secrets
Oh, gentle crow
I will meet you again....
tomorrow
The crow spoke to me today......

Brill.....LaVon D. Brillhart

4/10/01