STAR GAZING
By: Barbara Sue Sweetwood
Sitting on my back porch on a warm, still summer night,
Gazing through the darkness towards the stars that shine so bright.
I stare with wonder and in awe at the heavens up above,
And know that God has blessed us with such beauty from His love.
I bow my head and fold my hands and thank Him for my sight,
That He has chosen me to cast my eyes upon this night.
Then I look up and take a breath but before I speak,
I feel a lonely teardrop falling down upon my cheek.
I ask Him why this world of His has grown so full of hate?
I ask Him what the future holds for us, what is our fate?
Then suddenly from a star a twinkling light appears,
And I know that He is watching us and it conquers all my fears.
Copyright 2012
Summers Of The Past
By: Barbara Sue Sweetwood
I can't believe how the years have hurried by
so fast,
I still remember all the fun in summer times
of past.
Swinging on a tire swing or climbing up a
tree,
Swimming in the quarry are sweet memories
to me.
Playing hide and seek or a hundred kinds of
tag,
Hopping in a sack race with both feet inside
a bag.
Selling Kool Aid from a stand we made out of
a box,
Always having skinned up knees, I had my
share of knocks.
The temperature is rising and it's summer
once again,
I'd trade off everything I own for a
summertime back then.
Copyright 2012
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