Music’s Words
…When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze. Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,…
Being There
It’s the leaves on the treesIt’s a south wind That’s stirring me It’s just the season A sensation of being there
To me, it’s still THE Game
The other night Albert Pujols hit career home run number 536 to tie Mickey Mantle for 16th on MLB’s All-Time Home Run List. This is quite the accomplishment as Pujols continues his Hall-Of-Fame level career. I am not sure how many baseball fans noticed this feat. I am certain that regardless of how many home runs Albert Pujols hits, he won’t be remembered like Mantle still is, and that’s not his fault.
My little girl
Words, they come with time, I pray between
Too much I remember from the places I’ve seen
Silence fills the space, light is driven from this place
A picture painted by the shadows in her face
Life First
Last night I watched the first episode of The Last Alaskans. I loved it. I think about the wilderness, the way of life depicted in the Docuseries, and how I would measure up, all the… Life First
Oh Mother, Thank You
Happy Mother’s Day Mom! One night a couple of months ago, I was tired and my mind was overflowing. I needed at least a little downtime and some quiet. I sat alone at my keyboard,… Oh Mother, Thank You
Impressions Too
Waltzing through this life, our steps take us nearly everywhere.
Traces linger, and impressions we make, may still be there.
Time passes, a billion thoughts separate now from actions past.
Do we take accountability for the traces left as time flew fast?
Have we reaped yet what it was we sowed in our ignorant ways?
Have we addressed the ones who still hang on those yesterdays?Impressions Too