So Dear My God

 

Dilemmas do feel hard to solve ‘till turn

To God I do.  Then ease my way I find

In problems keen; a way to solve I learn.

So hard to calm my spirit, body, mind.

If first I turn to You, so soon, in peace,

My mind will straightway know the Answer sure.

‘Tis easy all the time.  I find new lease

On life, new joy, no more I do so rue.

Thanks be to Ye for way now shown to solve

A problem in my life.  Now things are smooth,

My blessings sure, no time for worry carve.

My life unfolds ahead, I’m on the move.

‘Tis good to know, erase the pain, so clear

I live my life, in You, my Love so dear.

6/23/2019

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#72 (“My Sweet’, today is good. . .”)

 

                        My Sweet’, today is good, a birthday sweet.

                        Ye celebrate a milestone—yea, ye do!

                        Months have gone by and birthday now we meet.

                        This day rejoice in blessings grand, n’er rue.

                        We are most bless’d with health and happiness.

                        O’r cup is filled, my darling Paul, my spouse.

                        When of’t I hug thee tight, I hug and kiss.

                        O’r oxytocin spikes, with it we’re doused.

                        A happy birthday I do wish for thee.

                        Tons more, too, with long years ahead we share.

                        I wish to grow so old with thee, ye see.

                        O’r fate entwined forev’r, for great we care.

                                    Ye milestone day of birth is peaceful, calm.

                                    I wish thee well for long, my love a balm.

9/28/2018

#71 (When ye downcast so be. . .”)

                        When ye downcast so be, I take a cue

                        From words my mother said long time ago.

                        “Leave him to be,” she said, “say naught nor do

                        “For quiet he needs, and ye need not a row.”

                        I find my mother doth know thing or two.

                        So wise she is, and words from her I hear.

                        After a bit, ye will emerge and coo

                        Ye love for me, express to me, my dear.

                        I love thee fully, strong and sweet indeed.

                        I celebrate our love on this o’r day.

                        O’r love was just so long ago a seed.

                        Now in full bloom, we pledge o’r love, we say:

                                    I love thee with a lover’s pledge of faith.

                                    Long years ahead I hope, I pray, I saith.

 

7/12/2018

#70 (“My Sweet, my heart o’rflows with low for you”)

 

                        My Sweet, my heart o’rflows with love for you.

                        Ye are the birthday man today, indeed.

                        This day holds pleasure, good and true, not rue

                        This day. I give joy, peace—follow my lead!

                        O’r life together is most good and sweet.

                        A bounteous love doth keep us safe and sound.

                        So glad I am that years ago we meet.

                        Ye made my life come out all good around.

                        May day today be fun and pleasure sure.

                        ‘Tis good to celebrate your day of birth.

                        A day of good will serve to be the cure

                        Of any sad thought that might be a curse.

                                    I love thee pure and good, so bless’d am I.

                                    ‘Twas good the day I found thee, yea, I sigh!

 

9/28/2017

To Give

 

My God, my Love, I thank for blessings true.

Ingratitude I would not have a part

Of me.  Likewise this day I would not rue.

‘Tis gift of many gifts ye bring in cart.

A cart from Ye doth overflow alway’.

Ye give and give and give from bounty full.

Just ‘tis your way, not count the cost, I say.

To give and give, alway’, is just your rule.

Do ye want me to do the same, I ask?

I know to give brings happiness to me.

‘Tis right to follow way ye show, to cast

My bounty far and wide, as far can see.

If I do give as ye provide for me,

I am so very blessed, and loved, I see.

 

4/18/2019

#69 (“I love thee great, O Sweetheart. . .”)

                         I love thee great, O Sweetheart mine, my mate!

                        This Valentine’s I seek to make amends.

                        ‘Tis easy, Love, when mate ye be, not date,

                        To fail to speak, to say, my love—‘tis sin.

                        But now I take the time to speak, to say

                        That ye are best of happenings for me.

                        No better choice in life was made nar day

                        Than choice to make ye mine with vows, ye see.

                        I love thee deep and wide and long in heart—

                        Heart that dost burst with unsaid praise of thee.

                        I must say love, before in death I rot.

                        My life so good, your love hath been the key.

                                    Thanks be to thee, my Love, for treasure great.

                                    The peace I feel is due to ye, my mate.

 2/14/2016

The First Miracle

 

The wine had been all drunk that day, she said.

So Mary went to Jesus with fervent plea.

‘Tis not my time for sure, he said, though led

She quick to barrels dry, no wine ye see.

Fill up with water, he did say aloud.

And thus the miracle occurred forthwith.

Upon a taste the wedding guests—a crowd

Of drunken folk cried out surprise:  Ye dideth

Keep best ‘till last of wine served here this day.

Surpris’d we be that this ye did.  All quiet

They be, say naught to none, n’er look, n’er say

The drunken guests so calm they were, no rout.

A miracle we see today at Cana fair.

The first of Jesus, many more, naught rare.

1/28/2019

 

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