This Thanksgiving Day, we will come together,      Through rain, snow, and inclement weather. Hearts will be full, spirits bright,       We’ll gather together, what a happy delight. Many friends will join us; they’ve stood through thick and thin,     …

When doubts and fears arrive, and darkest shadows fall, When hope seems a mist, if even there at all. When my troubles, like demons, screech, when my bitter tears run free: Father God whispers, “Dearest Child, always stay close to…

When I look out across the sprawling Gulf, Sometimes placid, sometimes rough. I often see billowing clouds of fluffy white, Splashed with dashes of dazzling light. They float in majesty across Heaven’s azure-blue sky, Where endless wonders meet my eye.…

Resurgence After Evil. In many hearts, Evil lies! It crouches and lurks in the darkness, awaiting a prize. Wicked whispers haunt its every thought, It cares little for the suffering it has wrought. Evil laughs at the families it has…

Long-anticipated cool Fall air, come drift softly through my trees, As you whisper sweetly, “It’s time,” to all their trembling leaves. I’ll gladly watch them spin, gently to the ground, In shimmering shades of crimson-orange and ginger-golden brown, Dear Fall,…

Your dear old house is silent and dark,      The sharp sickle of Death has left its mark. It’s hard to fathom that you’re no longer there,       You were such a good neighbor, and that is so rare.  …

Mirror, mirror on the wall,      Who’s the fairest of them all? “Say who?” says me.      “It’s you!” says thee. So, it’s not Snow White?      “She ditched her Knight?” Now, there’s a flash,      A box office crash?…

From Winter’s fluffy-white snow,      To Summer’s luscious green. The luminous seasons charm us,      With enchanting wonders to be seen.     Each brings its sumptuous seasonal delights,      From crunchy leaves to sunsets mellow.            In accordance with God’s holy…

There’s a little house on Pass Road, That is much more than just a humble abode. My friends call the little house home, From its proverbial cellar to its proverbial dome. With its little green shutters and inviting etched-glass front…

It’s Summer! Come sail away with me,  The best is yet to be! Come dance away with me,  And then we both shall see. The dying sun and feel its heat,  And toast them both with champagne sweet. And when…

Some soldiers lie in hallowed ground,      Beneath rows of crosses white. Death can no longer touch them,      With his blacken wings of fright. Others lie in less hallowed ground,      Beneath the hard, cold sod. Their final resting…

 She lingered in the Gulf, her waters building in height,      Chummy atmospheric conditions strengthened her might. We pondered how long she’d stay, when on Monday she came ashore,      Realizing too late, this vicious “lady” was something to abhor.…