Children’s eyes are aglowWhen children see their presentsAnd go to see Santa theirFaces are brightly shiningChildlike innocenceA sense of wonderHopefully it can last all yearShopper’s rushing to and froLet’s not allow commercialismBe the trust of all our intentionsLet’s all find the true spirit of Christmas.
Category: Poets
War Prayer: Jordan Derksen
In my darkest hour in this war, my prayers were for you.The one I love forever and always.I pray for the safety of my children and their mothers.I pray for my safe return.In these dark days of war.I stay awake at night praying for the light of day.Another day I made it out alive.Through so … Continue reading War Prayer: Jordan Derksen
A Chance to Learn: James Adamson
To the Glory of GodTo Gwenyth with Love There seems no hope; no response to your best effortthe rain evaporated before it hits the groundyour family tells you offyour friends borrow moneyit seems everyone cherishes their lieswhat seems a miracle only means people tell you to shut upyour cat steps on the biblethe best weather … Continue reading A Chance to Learn: James Adamson
Witches: Cassandra Kulay
Once women could rely on each other’s wisdom,embrace their intuition, learn about thelife giving power of their bodies, nurturingeverything until it reached maturity, earning thetrust and love of the community. Their sacredcats sat at their feet as they mixed medicine andcast spells, people brought their problems tothem and they found ways to make them well,they … Continue reading Witches: Cassandra Kulay
Passing Time: Robert St. Germain
Just passing time, nothing to do.Not feeling sad, or feeling blue.Watching T.V. to pass the hours.Neither bitter, or sour.Just some downtime for me.Feeling fun and feeling free.Eventually I’ll fall asleep.For now the night is in my keep.I got nothing to worry about.And I have no need to scream or shout.
A Grave: Robert St. Germain
Here I stand at a grave, and I gaze upon the name.And I am shocked to find that the name written is mine.This is where I shall be, all throughout eternity.Here I will sleep each and every week.Someone will remember me, after I am set free.Will there be some good to find?And will I leave … Continue reading A Grave: Robert St. Germain
The Future Leads to the End: Robert St. Germain
Every step we take leads to our wake.We must do what we can with our time.For time can only unwind.We walked this old path that everyone walked.We pass the days with our thoughts and our talk.Every day we waste leads us to our being too late.In the end we all find the same fate.Eat up … Continue reading The Future Leads to the End: Robert St. Germain
Untitled: Richard Edwards
The beauty that is,That will be,Can you see, Softly it rises,The song is sweet,Its neat, Can you seeThe real me,The angels sing, They bring hope,They are long,Their beauty carries me, Can you see,What is there,Don’t you care, Beware little bear,Do you have your fare,Stirring the air,Savior fare,You areThe beautyThat is thee,You are freeThe hope is … Continue reading Untitled: Richard Edwards
Story Time: Marjolaine Brodeur
Tell me a story to send me to sleep. It can have ogres, witches, or other magical beings as well as brave boys or girls who defeat them. Whatever you tell me will please me as I know you spend time creating it for me. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy … Continue reading Story Time: Marjolaine Brodeur
May Days: Marjolaine Brodeur
May comes to us to let it be known that it wants us to remember those who have struggled whether they are workers or mothers who have had a part in the making of our history. They are all important. No matter if they were labourers or mothers, all have had an impact in society … Continue reading May Days: Marjolaine Brodeur
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