Saturday, February 5, 2011

Determination - by Barbara Anderson

A determined kitty
Sits next to mommy while she studies in bed
A determined kitty
Nudges the blankets with his tiny little head
A determined kitty
Makes mommy move the laptop from the spot he desires.... Until
A determined kitty replaces the laptop with his tiny little head

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Praise on a moonlit night by Barbara Anderson

Moonlit night
The stars so bright
Sing their resounding song of praise

Why is it that we cannot see
How all of nature is made to sing his praise
And we are meant to join in the chorus
With one loud voice
For God is worthy and deserves it all

Will you join in?
Will you sing?
Will you rejoice and give God praise?

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Nature's voice by Barbara Anderson

The rooster crows
The birds are singing
And in my ears
His voice is ringing

Words of praise
Fill my heart
For loving God
Is a unique art

Sounds of life
Fill the air
God's creation shouts
With majestic flair

Thursday, January 6, 2011

My Mangled Mess by Barbara Anderson

My shoulders are a mangled mess
To being in pain I do confess
How do I clear my tangled neck
Oh I am a tensed up wreck

Of being in pain
I do complain
I hope my masuse
Can be of use

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Presence by Barbara Anderson

A strange Shadow follows
As I walk down the hall
Then envelops me with love
Do I recognise this presence?

His grace before me
His grace behind me
His grace surrounding
Every part of me

His love abides
Forever more
Forever safe
Forever sure

Yes, I know the man I call Lord!

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Christ of Christmas by Barbara Anderson

Christ of Christmas
Born in a manger
Born to set us free

Christ of Christmas
Lived as a healer
A Holy Nazareen

Christ of Christmas
Died on the cross
Rose in victory

Christ of Christmas
Be thou Lord to me

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Bed time wine by Barbara Anderson

Bed time
where's my wine
I just can't keep staying up late all the time

My head is dizzy
I've been in a tizzy
Now I have to make my dreams go frizzy

This poem's been read
Now I'll turn into bed
And lay down my weary head