Mother and Beloved
Lord thank you for a Mother who loved me so,
And for a wife who willingly followed me
where ere I might go.
Whether my purse be empty of silver
Through out our youth or old.
She may come from the land
where tulips pose,
But she carries a beauty beyond the rose.
If I had the wealth of the world
Dear wife in your path gentle clouds
I would hurl.
But until that day is true,
Will a poor mans humble love do?
Roses come into our lives then fade a die,
Some yellow others red as a summer's sky.
There are other roses that enter ones life,
Grand Children, husbands or a wife.
Family form for us a bed of roses,
Long past the last breath and a life closes.
You are for us and always will be,
A sweet smelling beautiful rose to Granny and me.
Dear one live not by the sword,
Live not by a weapon but honour your Lord.
Be for your Lord the glint in His eye,
And the perfume we take in as we walk by.
When two hearts first take flight,
The question is always asked will it last or end as night.
These are my words as an arrow is true,
This, my love is my promise to you.
I promise you my love will grow,
Like a river fed by gentle snow.
As crowded year's rush on by.
My love for you will be, till oceans dry.
Till the last water droplet has turned to steam,
And the sun has cast it's last beam.
My love for you will stand before lovers all,
I would have such a love, would be their jealous call.
Little Donkey /The Stable
Little Donkey fold your legs on straw so golden.
You are about to see a wondrous sight.
A couple, shepherds, and three wise kings
Following a star, out of the cold dark night
Inn keeper prepare a place of rest,
From where sheep once fed.
A fleece for a blanket,
With only straw for his head.
Hear the angels tell the news,
Our Savoir will be born this night.
Bethlehem his town of birth,
Far from fanfare, well out of sight. [chorus]
Let us remember our Jesus this Christmas eve,
Come all and worship Him.
Bring your gifts as if to Him,
The Lord of lords, and King of kings.
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You and I Entwined
Sun will shed it's light on the day,
Casting shadows on its way.
But it must set as told by the hour,
Enter the moons romance shower.
The flowering Gum for a moment displays,
Then fades and dies like summer days.
Like the sweetness of loves first kiss
Sadly fading one of life's cruel twists.
The shimmering lake can evaporate and die,
Cooling water carried to the sky.
As the love filled heart can shrivel and pass away,
The sweetest, most enduring love has but feet of clay.
But this in closing I have to say,
My love will never fade at end of day.
Should my lungs take their last breath,
You and I entwined for eternity, well past my death
She Is My Home
There is a most wonderful girl who is my sum.
I will tell you now you call Mum.
She has the beauty of the queen of the Nile.
I could not live without the glimpse of her smile.
She is my safe port on stormy days,
She empowers and comforts by her ways.
Her words and actions to others,
Are those of wife and caring mothers.
I smile when I hear her words of song,
I am made aware all is right and little wrong.
Her gentle voice calms a troubled heart,
And causes my worries to depart.
We build places of brick, timber and clay,
These edifices will return to dust some day.
But the true love of a woman with virtue,
She is my home, my strength, an arrow true.
Victoria, State Of Beauty
The beauty of her mountains, plains and deserts.
To cross her borders causes me hurt.
She has lakes of sweetest blue.
And ghost gums both crooked and true
I'm happy just to stand and watch for hours,
Her wildlife and country flowers.
And old wooden bridges live in the country,
Steel in the city bejeweled with artistry.
Her roads lead to places of beauty and delight,
Breathe taking, and rocky thrilling sights.
She is a tapestry of snow and sun,
Deserts and high mountains where cattle did run.
As a welcoming gesture she holds out her arms,
To all who would experience her charms.
So come and taste big city shopping arcades,
And greenery with forest shades.
When the last sparkle has left the final star,
When the last rock has turned to sand,
I will still have a vision of you and I,
As we walk hand in hand.
When the last minutes of the eleventh hour fade away,
When the last ray comes from the sun,
I will have remembrance of songs we sang,
I'll remember when we became one.
When the last juice comes from the last grape,
When the last cloud comes gently across the sky,
I'll see your golden hair,
I'll still be lost in the deep blue of your eyes.
When the last petal drifts from the last rose,
When the last note of the last song fades,
I'll be listening for the sound of your voice,
You'll still surprise me with your love in all its shades.
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He can open the petal of the dark red rose.
And bring it's sweet scent to my nose.
He can teach a spider to spin its intricate web.
And grow a glorious flower in its dark soiled bed.
He took the rock and added pressure from his hand,
And dressed the beach with its sun golden sand.
He arrayed in glorious feathers, the mighty eagle.
And fitted the monarch of the sky, in manner regal.
He taught the waves to lap the sandy beach,
And placed the snowy clouds just out of reach.
He placed the blue in my loves eyes.
And positioned the sun and moon in the sky.
With these wondrous thoughts in mind.
To my Heavenly Father I would be entwined.
I put my trust in Him, my sufficiency.
I wonder why He would have me as His emissary.
I Once Had The Body Of A God.
Now I'm a fat old sod.
Too many cakes and cream buns,
Around my fat chair are too many crumbs.
Once with the hair of a star,
I could have gone far.
Now the head is bald,
And the girls' no longer call.
The skin is red and blotchy,
And my temperament rather crotchety.
I walk the length of our house,
And want to sleep like the church mouse.
If you think I'm a cranky man presa,
You should see me on a bad day!
I'm down on myself and can't stand my ways,
The memory of the body beautiful is a haze.
Maybe tomorrow will see me in a better frame,
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