Saturday, June 28, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Saturday, June 21, 2008
A total of ten will start out in the race,
Filled with excitement, keeping the pace.
In daylight hours, each will sing and shout,
Enjoying the beauty of promises lain out.
The ten will hold fast while the sun does shine,
Earnestly vowing to remain part of Thine.
But as shadows begin their placid descent,
The number will wane due to inner discontent.
Comes night dreadfully dark, with need for light,
Oil is quickly consumed, making lanterns burn bright.
Alas, the supply diminishes, no time for some to refill,
Seems the event is now losing its original thrill.
Who will answer the call, having finished the race?
A count will disclose only five now remain,
Their lanterns trimmed bright, a new life to gain.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
I must admit that it will take a spell to acquire a taste for a flower dish. Can't imagine putting a spot of crystallized snapdragons atop my salad or on my sorbet. And then I'm not in a hurry to accent my mousse with glazed mini roses. Or a sprinkling of marigold petals floating on my soup isn't appealing either. Now sugary pansies on cake may not be half bad.
Well, must hush as I'm off to the garden in search of some dandy candy(ing) flowers.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
on the other side of the fence?
Remember, if the grass on the other side is meant for us to enjoy, the Lord will have an open gate available (somewhere and at some time) for us to go through. No gate? Well, perhaps the other side looks like the one in the picture - ugly and barren. If so, try to be thankful and content where you are.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Today is the day I want to give my thanks to these wonderful Vessels of Honor who have helped me understand the meaning of being honorable, and of overcoming the obstacles that come along the pathway of life. Thank you special vessels. Thank you.
Appearances reveal many past glories,
others weather beaten, casualties of unmerciful evasion.
Though stress marks exposed, don't a victory subtract,
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
Senior citizens are constantly being criticized
For every conceivable deficiency of the modern world,
Real or imaginary we know that we take responsibility
for all we have done and do not blame others.
HOWEVER, Upon reflection, we would like to point out
that it was NOT the senior citizens who took:
The meloday out of music,
The pride out of appearance,
The courtesy out of driving,
The romance out of love,
The commitment out of marriage,
The responsibility out of parenthood,
The togetherness out of the family,
The learning out of education,
The service out of patriotism,
The Golden Rule from rulers,
The Nativity scene out of cities,
The civility out of behavior,
The refinement out of language,
The dedication out of employment,
The prudence out of spending,
The ambition out of achievement, and
God out of government and school.
And we certainly are NOT the ones
Who eliminated Patience and Tolerance
from personal relationships and interactions with others!
And, we do understand the meaning of Patriotism,
and remember those who have fought and died for our country.
YES, I'M A SENIOR CITIZEN!
I'm the life of the party......Even if it lasts until 8 p.m.
I'm very good at opening childproof caps... With a hammer.
I'm usually interested in going home before I get to where I am going.
I'm awake many hours before my body allows me to get up.
I'm smiling all the time because I can't hear a thing you're saying.
I'm very good at telling stories; over and over and over and over...
I'm aware that other people's grandchildren are not as cute as mine.
I'm so cared for with Medicare, long term care, eye care,
private care, dental care, and who care(s).
I'm not really grouchy,
I just don't like:
And a few other things
I can't seem to remember right now.
I'm sure everything I can't find is in a safe secure place, somewhere.
I'm wrinkled, saggy, lumpy, and that's just my left leg.
I'm beginning to realize that aging is not for wimps.
I'm sure they are making adults much younger these days,
(and when did they let kids become policemen, I'm wondering)
And if you're only as old as you feel, how could I still be alive at 150?
And my kids be older than I feel sometimes?
I'm a walking storeroom of facts.....
I've just lost the key to the storeroom door
Have a great day to all my blogging friends, and remember it's only Monday, and at any time you could meet up with a Golden One who "lost their key". Just be kind because your "golden" hour will be here before you know it.