POETRY: Pike's Peak, How to say Thank You
“LORD”
WHAT HAVE I DONE FOR YOU TODAY?
Lord you have done so much for me as
I go on life's way, I stop and think
Dear Lord, {what have I done for you today}
We get so busy in this life with daily trials
and strife, forgetting about you Lord
and your awesome sacrifice.
You came to earth a baby so you could
understand, all the human problems that's
encountered on this earth by man.
Gathering your disciples you taught them
what they should know, how to love and care
for others, true Christian love to show.
Thank you for your great love, you died to
set us free, you took our sins on yourself that
day when you died on Calvary.
I pause again, and ask myself,
What have I
done for you today?
JEANIE BOYETTE
Winter Haven
NO THANK YOU IS SIMPLE
It might be just one man’s opinion,
but I believe it is true
There are two words used less and less,
words we all know, are thank and you
Being of old school, I guess,
perhaps this void is more prominent to me
There is a power in those words
that some people cannot see
And meaning in the unwritten
should be easy to understand
Expressed with honest feelings
for something presented, first hand
Whether realized or not, saying thank you
Is something we should all know how to do
Sometimes these words mean so much
Remember, there is no such thing as a simple thank you.
DENNIS C. ORVIS
Winter Haven
MAY I LIVE
May I live out my life
With resolve and purpose,
And though threatened by fear
Never held hostage
Fueled by my passion
Powered by love,
Sustained by God
Unafraid of my voice
Staunch and resolved
Truth inspired,
With a zeal to pursue
The assignment I've acquired
Whenever knocked down
Standing up again...
Oh! May I live!
With the heart of a Ukrainian!
May God Bless and Keep Ukraine
SANDRA JACKSON
Lakeland
PEAK EXPERIENCE
We were at the top of the world, I thought,
That morning when we ascended Pike’s Peak.
Not one thing since that I have ever bought
Has equaled that day in being unique.
The winding road up was truly scary -
We couldn’t imagine racing on it!
The view quite strained our vocabulary -
Such “Oohs!” and “Ahhs!” and “Wows!” did we emit.
But the thing I remember most was this:
A huge white cloud approached us from afar,
Enveloped us, touched our skin with a kiss
Sweet and moist like a divine avatar.
To be caressed by Nature - what a joy!
Such a treasure, from when I was a boy.
ROBERT P. TUCKER
Lakeland
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