Just A Few Little
takes a few little words to cause
much pain, and it only takes a few
words to cause much happiness. It
only takes a few words to crush a
heart, and it only takes a few
words to give a heart joy. It only
takes a few words to alienate a
friendship, and it only takes a
few words to make a friendship
It only takes a few
words to cause someone to go
astray, and it only takes a few
words to help them find their way
back again. It only takes a few
words to destroy someone's hopes
and dreams, and it only takes a
few words to give a person reason
to hope and dream again. It only
takes a few words to make someone
cry, and it only takes a few words
to take their tears away.
only takes a few words to make
someone's day sad and dreary, and
it only takes a few words to make
someone's day happy and cheery. It
only takes a few words to cause
dark clouds to appear, and it only
takes a few words to chase all
those dark clouds away.
few little words can comfort one
in grief, can soothe a broken
heart, can bring one back from the
brink of despair. Just a few
little words can help someone
cope, can help someone lonely feel
not so alone.
Just a few words
can calm someone's fears, and ease
someone's troubled thoughts. Just
a few little words can brighten
someone's day, and make their road
in life easier to travel. Just a
few little words can lift
someone's burdens, and help them
make it through the
in the night,
Evening sky of
Footprints in the
The Sound of
Trees in the
Magical moments are
Two of my favorite birds are the cardinals and chickadees. They don't go south when the weather gets cold, but stay around all winter to cheer me. To the bright plumage and cheerful chirping of the cardinal I owe a great deal, for the cardinal lingers through the long, cold winter, and adds a bit of beauty and cheerfulness to that sometimes dreary season. The cardinal, or redbird, as he is commonly known, is a welcome sight in winter bobbing over the snow, and bright and glistening on a bare tree limb.
The cardinal keeps alive our hopes and dreams as he reminds us that all is not that bad, and speaks of a happiness and glory we almost tend to forget during the long winter nights. Perhaps the cardinal is the Creator’s gift to us sent to brighten our spirits through the long winter months.
In the winter the grass is gone, the trees are bare, the flowers no more, and many of the birds have departed for warmer climes. All is silent and lonely, except for just outside our window the cardinal hopping on the ground, or setting in the bushes gaily bedight in his red suit and black tie singing joyfully in the cold, crisp air.
I have also always loved the little chickadee. In the winter when we open our door he comes and greets us, that friendly fellow with his black cap, and sings us a happy song. He does not leave either like the other birds, but stays around just to cheer our heart and brighten our day. When the trees are bare, and we feel lonely amid so much bleak emptiness, then comes the little chickadee, and sits thus on a limb above our head, quite near, and sings us a little song.
One Day At A
Yesterday is past.
Tomorrow is not yet
Just getting through today,
the only way.
My loved ones are here no
They are on the other shore.
would want me to go on,
And not despair that
they are gone.
The future is a sealed
Into which I cannot look.
This day is
all that is my own.
No use to worry about the
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EDGE OF WINTER
Here I stand on the edge of winter,
God's frosting agleam on the leaves.
in the air giving form to my words,
Small icicles cling to the eaves.
Can that be the first snowflake of winter
That I just saw float past me in time?
be the beginning of snowmen and sleds,
start of a landscape sublime?
Spring's beauty of rebirth is full of new
Summer's warmth is a caressing
And the pallette of rich hues that
Leave a beauty that covers the
But the second snowflake now is joining
first that shines up from the lawn.
anxiously waiting the blanket of white
know will be here by the dawn.
Please join me in watching this wonder
nature change worlds overnight.
The softness and sparkle of newfallen
Must be Nature's child of delight.
Take my hand as we walk into winter
threshhold of a magical door.
To a season of
thankfulness, joy and of love
To a peace that
we're all hoping for.
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Invisible cords which are tied to our
heart link us to others. Any rending of the cords
tears a part of our heart. Those dear to us when
they separate from us either in death or in
emotional or physical separation take part of us
with them. The stronger the cords we share with
others the more secure we feel.
Our life is
bound by the cords of friendship. Yes, our life
and our happiness. It is being bound to others
which keeps us from falling off the precipice.
The cords prevent us from plunging into the
lagoon of desolation and despair.
The best of
what we are and hope to be we owe to others.
Being loved by another adds ten times more
strength to us. Inspiration is derived only from
the love of another. All our faith and hope can
be directly attributed to those who have cared
for us in the past and who care for us now.
is our caring for someone else that makes us
strive to succeed. We do not have the imputus to
labor merely for ourself as we do for others. We
want those we love to be proud of us and share in
our success, and this is the reason for most of
our actions. To merit their admiration and
acceptance we would literally go through fire.
For when all is said and done we are nothing
unless we love and feel that we are
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