Humble Road
If we all just tried To make this place A better place to be With hugs to give With ears to hear The cries from mouths Both far and near With eyes wide open And hearts that beat In rhythm With those we meet Along the humble road Of life
If we all just tried To make this place A better place to be With hugs to give With ears to hear The cries from mouths Both far and near With eyes wide open And hearts that beat In rhythm With those we meet Along the humble road Of life
It’s in the moments When our senses are deprived We finally figure out Just who we are inside Stripped of flesh Pretense and perception As small as we are large Freed from perfection Simply alive As we were always Meant to be
Just as the snow Was held by the pines He found in her arms A soft place to land
Was it the caffeine Or the nostalgic scent Of roasted coffee beans That came and went Like the steam rising Softly from my favorite mug It encircled me With a heartfelt hug It warmed me deeply Flesh and bone It traveled further To touch my soul Before it welcomed me Back To a place, I’ve… Read More Roasted Coffee Beans
From the shadows of Past Future is born Clothed in hand-me-downs Many had already worn With strong shoulders Broader than the last Future marches on Carrying the weight of Past Until Past’s threadbare rags Grasp and cling no more Future shines bright Out of the shadows Evermore
May your Christmas be Merry and bright As bright as the star On that first Christmas night That pointed those Wise enough to seek To the savior sent To fill the weak With joy and hope Faith and love Our Holy Miracle Sent from above A gift of peace For everyone
On Christmas Eve, Eve Santa’s reindeer play games They line up in a row To hear Santa say their names. “Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen… And Rudolph, my dear deer Rudolph. Won’t you run, jump, and prance With your nose so bright Head straight toward the endzone This Christmas Eve, Eve night?… Read More My Dear Deer Rudolph
The time has come again For the wrapping to begin Let out a “Ho, Ho, Ho!” And put on a Grinchy grin As you roll out the paper And tear off the tape You measure twice, cut once Still, you’ve made a mistake The box is too big Or the paper’s too small What’s inside… Read More Papercuts of Christmas Past
Remember When you’re merely hanging on And your whole world is spinning Someone else sees your strength And how brightly you shine
The first snow is special It makes all look new Sparkling beneath A sky, clear blue The second snow comes And is quickly ignored The more it accumulates The larger the chore The third snow is just snow By then, we’ve lost count It’s snow and more snow No one knows the amount As snow… Read More Snow and More Snow
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