Little One

Last week our little family managed to all take off time together. We descended upon Bear Lake, where we had rented a lakefront lodge. The grand kids were absolutely delightful–most of the time. I feel so very blessed to have 3 extra ordinary children, with 3 equally appealing spouses; and 6 delightful grand kids. Jimmy, Jetta and I flew kites even though there was no wind. Parleigh and Ammon learned to play pool. Asa walked around and looked adorable in his new hat, while Allie-Mae toddled about destroying anything in her path.

Little one, your life began long before your birth.
Little one, your spirit lived and planned to come to earth.
Perhaps you even saw your home, or chose your family,
But now you’re here, and memory fades, the past you cannot see.

The sweetness of your spirit there; it glows now in your face.
Your innocence in this strange world now seems so out of place.
And surely those you knew before were sad to see you part,
But let you go with tears of joy to finally have a start.

Do you often feel afraid, and ever all alone?
I guess this place where you’ve been sent, doesn’t seem like home.
But when you stay, you’ll come to know, you have no need to fear.
We can find the peace and love of heav’n and bring it here.

I feel so humbled when I think that you’ve been sent to me.
I don’t know how to show my love like parents heavenly.
I know I cannot take their place, but if I try and pray,
I’ll keep your spirit sweet and pure so you’ll return someday.

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My Best Friend

Last night Pop beat me at Gin Rummy,
The usual ending of our games.
I said good-night, and things seemed right,
‘Till that dreadful morning came.
My best friend, he just died,
And I cried for my best friend.
Life will go on, though he’s gone,
He’ll always be my best friend.
Remembering things we used to do,
Troubled times he led me through.
Dear God, what am I to do,
To show my love is true?
The things he’s done help me to see
The kind of life for me.
Dear God, give me the strength to do
The things Dad likes me to.
My best friend, he just died,
And I cried for my best friend.
Life will go on, though he’s gone,
He’ll always be my best friend.

Let this serve as a tribute to all fathers, everywhere, who invest their time, efforts, patience and kindness to their family. They are the truly great men of our time. Thanks to our Dads, husbands and Grandpas.

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A Love Poem

julie & JeanneSometimes I think it’s just not fair,

That I am here and you are there.

The way I’d like the day to be,

Is always have you here with me.

Then I could hug you all the day,

And always have the chance to say,

I Love You.