Christmas-Love!
I love
you!---and…
…Smiling little
boys with baseball gloves
Girl-maidens
innocent as pure white doves
Dear-Sacred
Mother-earth, holy-heaven above
Myriad true
perfect-practiced Christian-love…
…And, I always
love you!...
…Faith! Family! Freedom! Worship-call
Red, white, blue
unfurled-waves proud tall
Inverse-order:
Summer! Spring! Winter! Fall!
Celebration:
Mom! Apple pie! American baseball!...
…I love you---more…each day!...
…Verdant-emerald
white-lined fields where I played
Cozy-safe a
cold-howl wind, soft-warm bed I stayed
More than 10,000
native trees with honor-pride I laid
Confession-redemption-Salvation!
With some I prayed…
…I love you!
Sweetness-pure!...
Through yonder
pleasant-azure calm to far-trek pale
White-foam crest
blue-green undulating-sea tack-sail
Sojourn
prairie-wide to reach lonesome summit-scale
Live!
Love! Laugh!
Respect-life like old Caesar-hail…
…I love
you!---forever…plus, one day more…
..Thy
beauty-intelligence so inspires, creative “Chile”
That simple-humble I might chance-cause a
smile
To learn so
much; to teach a bit; some worthy trial
In total-love
with thee through time & space awhile…
…I love thee!
Still! Always! Eternal and more!...
Amen!
May thou Christmas be ever bright---
Within His holy embrace-love sight…
Merry Christmas! (2017)
Plus:
Day 346
April 1---Mom
comes into Becky’s room to tell her
there is no
school because it snowed---
April
Fools’…Becky is still sad!
One
thing this family has is a tremendous “sense-of-humor”. Each and every one of
us.
Even
Lovely Lady Candice can pull off some real hysteria when she wants to be
“funny”.
April
Fool’s Day is one good time to deliver some real zingers; Candy got Becky, that
day!
The
very worst, and probably the meanest, trick I played on Rachel was when she was
about 7 or 8 years old. I played the lottery and we bought tickets in town
about ten miles away; then we’d wait for the drawing and check our “lucky”
tickets for winners at home.
One
cold Saturday night, we got home and fired up the fireplace, made some popcorn and
watched a little T.V. About ten o’clock, or so, I called the lottery store to
get the “winning” numbers which I wrote down. Nothing unusual about this
agenda---so far!
Coming
into the family room, I gave Becky our ticket and told her to check it against
the “winning” combination I had just gotten from the lottery store over the
phone.
As
I read off the “magic” six numbers, little Becky’s eyes got bigger and bigger;
each matched our “lucky” ticket! She was beside herself with the $6 million
winning chance.
“We
won! We won!” she repeated ecstatically, over and over, beside herself with
joy.
I
acted real angry, snatched the “winning” ticket from her little hand, crumpled
it up saying, “You made that up! It’s not nice to lie. I am so angry…” and with
that declaration I threw the “winning” ticket into the roaring fire in the
fireplace. Becky was absolutely devastated---crying!
When
things settled down, I started laughing, explaining, “Becky! I gave you the
numbers that were on that losing
piece of trash and ‘fooled’ you---those aren’t the winning numbers!”
I
don’t know if she has forgiven me for that atrocity even after all these years!
She shouldn’t!
I
apologized for my callousness to that “innocent” little girl---it was really
mean…I’m sorry!
Sometimes
practicing “humor” shows the perpetrator to be just another---Smart…ass!
And,
for that sick-joke, I confess
“guilt”---I’ve been making it up to her…ever sense! Amen!
Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Unforgivable
‘Daddy’-transgressions!” Memories!
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