The autumn wind blew noisily
Over the big, strong tree
The dancing leaf let go its hold
It wanted to see the sea
My Little Christmas
There’s a special night – once in a year
To remind when from Heaven came God’s son here.
There are cakes to eat, prayers to say
To the little Babe on his bed of hay.
My Life - Yours Too
Me you call Nature’s wonder
When a cascade or a spring slender
Me as a mighty ocean you can see
As morning dew, I can always be.
A rose in the morning clear,
Greeting you with a smile so dear.
Blooming just to please you,
But the thorn, mind you.
To Papa With Love
You were my inspiration, you were my all
Like you, I can find no other pal.
You filled my heart with happiness
Even thinking of you gives me so much peace
What if they
Cannot see, hear or speak?
What if they do not have
An arm or a foot