After The Day ~

Some are returning to mansions 
Royal with purple and plate 
Priceless treasures of artistry 
Adorning their halls of state.

I do not envy their riches 
I have mansions too 
I am returning to halls of Love 
Adorned with the grace of you!
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(Thanks dear husband for always being 
there for me 
This poem is for you!) 

(And thank you all kind people 
that visited my last post 
and left the kind words
your kindness means so much to me!) 

(My hubby and I are heading to Nova Scotia 
tomorrow on early Wed morning to visit my family 
we will spend most of the time with my dear sister Terri 
who has ALS 
we will be gone for 2 weeks
please keep me in your good thoughts 
as I so need strength as I want to be strong for Terri
thank you!
I am sorry I have not been around to visit but 
I am just not in a very good place these days!) 

Bless you all 

This is a photo of my beautiful sister Terri
which was taken 3 years ago

Brief Journey ~

We are but leaves before the storm, wind-tossed _
Unknowing, whence we came or where we go 
So short our journey that its brevity _
Makes more intense the fleeting joy we know.

As we ride on, the vast plain seems to shrink _
A year is shortened and a day so brief 
We look to spring to see its blossoming _
Too quickly crowded out by autumn leaf.

Youth slips away before we are aware _
The trick of time confusing bud and rose  
So brief a journey and so dear this life _
I catch it to my breast and hold it close!
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Hello to all of you, who might read this new blog posting.
I hope all is well in your lives!
I know it's been a while since I last posted 
and I have not been around to visit any of you wonderful 
people!
There is a reason for that!

I am facing a crisis in my life as my dearest baby sister 
was diagnosed with the cruelest of diseases, she has AlS :( 
My heart is broken in two!
My heart is just not into blogging at this time!

My hubby and I will be going up to Nova Scotia towards 
the end of August to see my sister and her family.
We will stay two weeks.
It's so hard to be living so far away 
from my sister now as she tries to deal with this 
devastating news!
I have shed so many tears since the day I heard from her 
that she has ALS!

Please say some prayers for Terri that she finds 
the courage and strength to go on and do 
the best she can each day!
Thank you!

I love my dear sister so much and 
facing the fact that I will be losing her 
is almost too much to bear!

My sister has touched my heart in ways 
no other ever has!
We have shared our hopes and dreams and also fears and have
a deep love for one another!
I have been truly blessed to have my loving 
and dear sister share this journey of life with me!

Blessings to all of you!
Take care!

Love from 
Margie 

Song of a Quiet Life ~

If I can find a loveliness
   in diamonds in the snow
If I can hear a symphony 
   wherever tree-tops blow 
And if I'm dressed in cloth of gold 
   while standing in the sun
Should that not be quite wealth enough 
   for me, or anyone?

If I can find a palace here 
   within my rooms 
If warm spice cake and apple pie
   are rarest of perfumes 
And best of all my husband is 
   a prince in blue jeans 
Am I a fool to be content 
   with simple things like these?
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(Tomorrow, my hubby, Jake and I are heading to Texas 
 for a grand adventure in our motor home and will be gone 
 for about a month , so, see you later. ) 

The Invincible Holiday Spirit ~

Age-old songs, jingling bells
glitter and glow that 
outdo the stars ...
Herald the Holidays!
Now is the time for family gatherings 
for friendly chatter around a fireplace
for cheery letters to distant loved ones 
to stretch a kindly hand to lonely strangers 
to bring out the good dishes 
light the candles 
to celebrate Christmas dinners and Hanukkah feasts
for spiritual renewal and growth 
to sing peace and goodwill ~

We, however, cannot ignore 
"the dark side of the moon"
depressing headlines, impassible traffic jams 
frenetic partying, overworked credit cards
the parents who can't affords gifts 
the broken marriages 
the sick children!
The list goes on 
we know too many beyond comfort 
too many hurting, weary, hungry or dying!
yet the sight of a baby's unwritten face 
brings tears, hope for the future 
certain knowledge of a saving grace!

With Holiday spirits rising 
we exchange warm greetings 
Happy Hanukkah! Merry Christmas!

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(I am sorry I have not been around to visit 
  any of my blogger friends, I lost my enthusiasm 
  to blog or post a poem for a long time now!
Maybe the New Year may bring back enthusiasm to blog again
Time will tell ~ 

My sweet dog Jake had surgery this past Thurs. to remove 3 masses
We hope the biopsy results bring good news!
Jake is recovering quite well from the surgery
He is truly a trooper!)

Wishing all who see this post much love
and joy during the Holiday season 

Blessings to all of you!
I hope I get to pay a visit to your blogs, soon.) 

Margie

(Picture was taken of Jake a day before he had the surgery
  He so loves the snow!) 

Day We Met ~

It's a good trick . . . to talk to yourself . . . and remember not to listen . . . 

I told myself that day we met 
  "Now you be smart
he's one to fill the eyes and yet
   he's not the one to fill your heart."

"He's much too handsome and much too grand 
    too many girls will find him fair 
 and if you once let go his hand 
     he'll have too many waiting there." 

"Choose some more likely, lesser lad 
     whose smile's as bright but not so bold." 
I told myself these things. I'm glad 
     I never do as I am told!

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He is still as handsome today as the "Day we met" 
This photo was taken in Feb on our Cancun trip.


I am taking the rest of the summer off from blogging 
as I have so much to do and it's all wonderful.
Heading to Scotland at the end of July for a week :) 

Have a wonderful summer dear blogger friends 
Miss you all ... see you in September ... 
Take good care and be happy!

Margie 
xo 

The Years ~

I love to think of age, not as old 
  but as something soft and white 
  into which one cuddles, as youth departs 
  to sail through their life's twilight.

To sail seas not dreaded, scorned or feared 
  but in sail-boats that smoothly glide 
  with wide-spread sail to temper the gale 
  full-matured, not withered and dried.

Embittered not by past's vexing sea
Strong with wisdom's poise and pride 
Glad to welcome, yet, patiently wait 
  a rising, outgoing tide.

(I am taking a blogging break for a month or a little longer ...
  I have many projects planned, like painting all of my house 
  and planting a garden and I am very busy with my granddaughter.
  So, see all of you dear people in June ...
  I shall be by today to visit all of you that paid me a visit while I was in 
  Disneyland ... our trip was amazing!
  Wishing all of you much joy in your lives ...)
xoxo 

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For Fun ~

A song _  did you hear it?
A cloud puff in the sky 
Winter is melting
The water is high!
So warm in the sunshine 
The gray catkins purr 
Green sap in the willows 
Is beginning to stir!

The tulips are popping 
The crocuses too 
My head is awhirl 
I've so much to do!
But I have spring fever 
It's driving me mad 
I'm ambitious but lazy 
Now isn't that sad? 

(photo is mine.) 

I am heading to Disneyland tomorrow 
with my granddaughter, her parents and my hubby.
I will not be online while I am away ...
So, till I return on May 9th ...

for now, dear  people 

we are off on a grand adventure. xo 

Give Me Your Gift of Time ~

For those of you who touch my life 

give me that something special thing 

that mirrors the depth of your style 

give me the presence of your being 

that lights up my life with your smile. 

Bestow upon me the greatest of gifts 

worth more than all money and gold 

bless me with moments of priceless friendship 

and magical moments untold 

endear me with your company, share of your life 

and give me your time to behold.

The gift of your time is the greatest of gifts 

that you can give unto your family and friends 

and nothing's more precious to me than those 

hours 

of concord on which my life depends! 

(photo is of my niece and I 
  we spent a lovely time together.) 

The Call of Spring ~

He calls to me _ I know it now 
  that bird with cheery song 
to let my duties wait awhile   
  and come _ the day is long.
He's telling me it's springtime 
  there are violets in the wood.
I feel I can't refuse to go 
  I don't see how I could!

Out where the shadowy vistas are 
  aglow with sunshine Gold 
the forest flowers are carpeting 
  the spongy _ leafy mold.
Oh! _ I must see it all again
  and hear the brooklets sing!
I cannot still this heart of mine 
  for it is answering spring!

(Photo is from springtime last year
 this is my neighbor's yard.)

I Should Not Mind ~

I think I should not mind to die 
If there beside me where I lie 
I could take memory of days 
I have so deeply loved _ the ways 
Of childhood and youth that throng 
Could I but take these things along _
The sudden rapture of the blessed 
Holding my first-born to my breast 
Or, could I take those happy hours _
When children fresh-bathed, sweet as flowers 
Ready for bed, would look at me _
Expecting wisdom, trustfully 
Heaven must be with wonder sown 
To match the riches I have known _

(My son and I ... he is one of my greatest joys
  and has brought so many riches to my life.) 

To An Oak ~

I can't write as Kilmer, you see 
Yet, I adore you, lovely tree _
Your graceful curtsies in the breeze 
As you converse with other trees _
The season's altering of your dress 
Your firm and sober steadiness _
While anchored on your lonely hill 
I admire you there so still _

You seem contented there and too 
Romance just seems to come to you _
I wander 'round just here and there 
You never travel anywhere _
You never leave your habitat 
Yet, you have seen things I have not _

I so often wish I knew 
How life there is liked by you _
If it is like it seems to be 
Even though I may be free _
I'm so often not content 
        Ah, restless me _
I sometimes wish I were a tree!

("Trees" by Joyce Kilmer is the  inspiration
  for this poem.)

I Can't Remember Any of the Words ~

I can't remember any of the words
or the promises we made 
I only remember that you were there beside me 
and that afterwards we walked out into a brand new world together 
for the world was different 
and we were different 
neither of us was afraid 
because we were 
together.

The bright morning sun smiled upon us 
as the clear blue sky 
and the green hills of earth
whispered in hushed wonder 
as the gift of love 
was bestowed upon us 
praying that we would treasure it 
care for it tenderly 
with daily devotion 
that love might live 
forever and ever.

I can't remember any of the words
I can't forget any of the beauty 
when love was born 
when life began!

(On April 12th my love and I shall celebrate 
  40 years of wedded bliss 
  Happy Anniversary My Dearest, Darling Love
  I am so looking forward to our day of celebration!)

Celebrate ~

Savor the warmth _ bless the sunshine 
Smile upon the falling rain
Grow like a rose _ sprout like a bud 
Gather the strength you must obtain 
Reach for the sky _ welcome the dawn 
Sing out a song of praise each day!
Taste morning dew _ get high on life 
Stand up and bloom without delay 
Spread your fragrance _ show your flowers 
Be a bouquet for all to see!
Embrace the world _ know of its charm 
Live and let live and let it be!

Thank the springtime _ kiss the summer 
Paint all the colors that you see 
Dance with thunder _ waltz with showers!
Sway to the rhythm of the breeze 
Welcome the fall _ autumn's display 
Rejoice in beauty everywhere 
Nurture your love _ harvest your time 
Gather your joy and plant it there!
Relish winter _ enjoy the change 
Relax and take a needed rest 
Laugh and reflect _ stay satisfied 
Look back and know you gave your best!

(Photo is of my beautiful daughter at the tender 
  age of 30 months ... celebrating life to the max ... 
  she now has her lovely daughter Rose 
  who now carries on the tradition of the celebration of life!) 

Sunset Rendezvous ~

I top the hill and meet the glory 
of the sinking sun _
that marks the ending of the day
and shows his race is run _
The sunset flings a crimson curtain 
above the smoky darkness of the hills _
and that flaming beacon on the far horizon 
my restless spirit stills _
Then an aeronautic wind floats from the northward
as he sinks in an obscure sea _
all is gone except the twilight 
the purple trimmed hills and me.

When from that magnificent realm 
King Sun has fallen _
and has lain down on his pallet of gold 
the murmur of rills to the woodland is calling _
fairies their bedtime stories unfold 
and the soldiers of dreamland come over the hill _
with bugle and drum sweet dreams to thrill
hanging the heavy curtains of night _
upon an evening twilight.

Then tucked into bed my day-dreams sleep 
as the wind blows loudly down the steep _
there's nothing but darkness on earth's great lea 
for all is gone except night voices _
my enraptured soul and me!

Mountain Time ~

The long hours come and pass away 
A hundred years are as a day _
In mountain solitudes like these 
Where stand the ancient lonely trees _
That have survived so many men
As kingdoms fall and rise again.

The thunder of an avalanche 
A squirrel chattering on a branch _
The canyon wren with plaintive call
The rain and whispering winds are all _
That break the silence of this place
Where I have lingered for a space.

To be a small, unnoticed part 
Near to a mountain's unspoiled heart _
And now I must return once more 
To houses where each has a door _
And windows one must lock 
And minutes dripping from a clock!
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"Chasing angels or fleeing demons, go to the mountains." 
 -Jeffrey Rasley 

(photo was taken by my husband.)

Afternoon Tea ~

Sleet spins down in an endless way
slivers of cold, a bleak-filled day
Wood burns with a crackling spark 
curtains drawn against the dark.

Tea by the fire _ fresh-baked bread 
marmalade - honey _ jam to spread 
orange cake with a sugar-rum glaze 
muffins _ buttery scones on a tray.

English porcelain _ antique spoons 
leaf-shaped cookies _ macaroons 
the fire burns to a soft warm glow 
sleet spins quietly into snow.

(Tea, anyone?  ... all are welcome!)

(photo is from Google.) 

To This Day ~

Goodbye, sweet day _ O, Day of Days!
You've made my heart glad and you've made the world fairer: - 
The shadows fall faster _ the sky is rarer, 
And low in the west lies a golden haze . . . 
When in the years I shall know less of gladness, 
The thought of you, day, shall drive away sadness:
Oh, that I might keep you  -  the endless of days!

(Photo was taken in Moab, Utah.
 spent last weekend there with my husband.
 the days were beautiful as were the nights.) 

You Were!

You were my alpha _ source of life 
My nourishment and comfort _
Your gentle touch and soothing voice 
Assured me of a presence.

You fed and nurtured _ reassured 
Compelled my very senses _
The stimulus that made me grow 
Was You above all others.

You made my being come alive
Like water on a flower _
I drank your love and baby bloomed 
In gardens that you watered.

You were the tender loving cup 
That made my own runneth over
You were and are my fountainhead 
Forever _ dearest Mother!

(my mother died in 1998 ...
 she is always in my heart and on my mind
 and a source of daily inspiration!)