Just how can I see?

I forget my mirror face.

At times I just sigh.

The Christian

It is the best decision one can make,

begin each morning;start a brand new day.

A gift another chance, past flee away,

don't even visit Mr. pasts old wake.

If you just woke this morning bake a cake.

And celebrate and laugh and maybe play,

another chance you have, yippee yay!,

to grow in love for God and praise and pray.

You see we're creatures of eternity.

We'll live for ever ever and then some more.

Our Father don't make junk not a bit.

So get yourself together for you see,

though your body's wore and tore and sore

The treasure is your bond with God don't quit

My Simple Song

I think I'll begin again,

I think I'll try again,

As I have a thousand times before,

Sure I'll fail but in a million years,

I'll still be on this road,

Walking along singing a song.

Not many are like me,that have fail plenty,

But I vowed to try and try and try,

I'll walk with God the best I can

On this road this road,

Walking along, singing a song.

When you see me walk on by,

Just know I'm giving it a try,

I'm smiling and hopeful in my mind,

I may not feel this way,

But I'm walking this rough road

Limping along. singing a new song.

Cause I heard his voice one day,

He assured me he's the way

He assured me He's the truth and the life.

Just by the depth of his voice

I know I'll always be on this road,

Jogging along singing his new song.

a sonnet for Antonette

My song of Antonette:

When I imangine blessed Mary I,

Can see that she would have to be so great

She would have to raise HIM t'was her fate,

Her love and wisdom one ne'er can deny.

I see another MARY in my minds eye,

She knows just when to act and when to wait,

Her love and wisdom wins she's ne'er irate,

My daughters talent's high as the wondrus sky.

I know the hand of God is on Anns life,

She has great peace, she shines HIS hope to all,

When she's around all things will turn out fine,

She'll make a blessed mother blessed wife,

She has great love for family that's her call,

Gods ways in Ann they perfectly entwine.

Written by your Dad November 4, 2010

Scotts turn, the sixth son

There was a young hero named Scott,

An artists touch he has got

He takes care of business

He plays with all coolness,

Our gift our God has brought

oil limericks

There was a big oil leak,

It went on for more than a week,

They dispursed the oil,

Causing nature to spoil,

Now I think our out look may look bleak.

whats the little fishes gonna do?

the're looking for food in goo,

I guess they'll die.

bye little fishies bye,

your neighborhood turned black from blue,

There was an oil spill,

It came from a long long drill

But the must have forgot

A spill it is not,

WAKE UP it's not the time to chill

there could a hurrician that is black,

and it could be right on track,

to rain on our lakes,

we can't afford mistakes

this is oil we have to attack!

there was an avenger named God,

who in his wisdom gave angels a nod,

let the gulf now turn black,

cause true leadership they lack,

their wisdom is all a facade.

there is one that knows what to do,

he has the right break through,

but he's not in charge,

so this gush will get large,

I say find him this man and his crew.

The president, he is a smart man

He doing what ever he can

He has a clue,

About what to do,

So this is your oil battle plan?

There was once a country with hope

But they drilled the continental slope,

The equiptment got broke

There was oil and smoke,

Now this country can't cope

There was some oil from BP

Somehow it leaked in the sea,

"Who cares we're still rich,

This is just a small glitch",

said the men in charge with glee.

There once was a people that played,

They hardly ever prayed,

The big leak got bad,

Most never got sad,

In their happy little world they stayed.

Some on the coast could not work,

Cause this oil thing went berserk,

They were sad they were mad,

Oh and this was bad,

BP's shareholders ne'er lost their smirk

an oil limerick

There was a big oil leak,
It went on for more than a week,
They dispursed the oil,
Causing nature to spoil,
Now I think our out look may look bleak.

an oil limerick

There was a big oil leak,
It went on for more than a week,
They dispursed the oil,
Causing nature to spoil,
Now I think our out look may look bleak.

Five of my sons, little limericks

There is a young Chris with game,
His demeanor though looks pretty tame,
but when he gets going,

His valor start showing,
He gives honor to his surname.

A sure footed youth He was,
This Eric showed peace because,
His discernment is keen,
The Devils lies easily seen,
He's awesome... that's what he does.

A young pizza maker named Mike,
Made pizza's that everyone liked,
He's promoted one day,
To manager... they say,
The best pizzas are still made by Mike.

There is a talent named Nick,
Who can find any lost thing quick,
One day he'll find gold,
What a sight to behold,
outsmarting that Leprechaun Mick.

There is a true genius named Luke,
Who's success is surely no fluke,
when things get real tough,
He has the right stuff,
The girls also say He's cute.