Our Avonlea Poems and Fiction
Love Is...
Love they say is patient,
Love they say is kind,
It see beyond others faults,
For love they say is blind...
Love does not diminish
or rust and fade with years
But it will gain strength
from time, laughter, joy and tears.
Love is God's own gift to us
A present from above
He gives us peace, He gives us joy,
But first He gave us Love...
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"It is easy enough to be pleasant, When life flows by like a song,
But the man worth while is the one who can smile,
When everything goes dead wrong.
For the test of the heart is troubled,
And it always comes with the years.
And the smiles that is worth the praises of earth,
Is the smile that shines through tears."
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Ripples..
Drop a pebble in the water,
And its ripples reach out
far;
And the sunbeams dancing
on them
May reflect them to a star.
Give a smile to someone passing,
Thereby making his morning
glad;
It may greet you in the evening
When your own heart may be
sad.
Do a deed of simple kindness;
Though its end you may not
see,
It may reach, like widening
ripples,
Down a long eternity.
- Joseph Norris
A Happy Man
If you observe a really happy man you will find him building a boat, writing a symphony, educating his son, growing double dahlias in his garden, or looking for dinosaur eggs in the Gobi desert.
He will not be searching for happiness as if it were a collar button that has rolled under the radiator. He will not be striving for it as a goal in itself.
He will have become aware that he is happy in the course of living life twenty-four crowded hours of the day.
- W. Beran Wolfe
Grow Lovely
Let me grow lovely growing
old-
So many fine things do:
Laces, and ivory, and gold,
And silks need not be new;
And there is healing in old
trees,
Old streets a glamour hold;
Why may not I, as well as
these,
Grow lovely growing old?
- Karle Wilson Baker
Speak Gently.
Speak gently: It is better
far
To rule by love than fear;
Speak gently: Let no harsh
word mar
The good we might do here.
Speak gently to the little
child
It's love be sure to gain,
Teach it in accents soft
and mild
It may not long remain.
Speak gently to the aged one,
Grieve not the careworn heart;
The sands of life are nearly
run,
Let such in peace depart.
Speak gently, kindly to the
poor;
Let no harsh tone be heard.
They have enough they must
endure
Without an unkind word.
Speak gently to the erring;
know
They must have toiled in
vain;
Perchance unkindness made
them so,
Oh, win them back again.
- David Bates
May all your skies be blue one
may all your dreams be seen,
May all of your friends be true ones
And all your joys complete---
May happiness and laughter
Fill all your days for you
Today and ever after
May all your dreams come true.
Old Irish Blessing.
May you have....
a song in your heart
a smile on your lips
and nothing but joy
at your finger tips...
Old Irish Blessing.
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
The rains fall soft upon your fields
And, until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
A Gaelic Blessing.
Sleep my child, and peace attend thee,
All through the night...
Guarding angles God will send thee,
All through the night...
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping,
Hill and vale in slumber sleeping,
I my love a watch am keeping,
All through the night...
O'er thy spirit gently stealing,
All through the night....
Visions of delight revealing,
All through the nigh...
Breathes a pure and holy feeling,
All through the night...
A Welch Air.
Sonnet 17
by Wm. Shakespeare.
Who will believe my verse in time to come,
If it were fill'd with your most high deserts?
Though yes, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb
Which hides your life and shows not half your parts.
If I could write the beauty of your eyes
And in fresh numbers number all your graces,
The age to come would say "This poet lies:
Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces."
So should my papers yellow'd with their age
Be scorn'd like old men of less truth than tongue,
And your true rights be term'd a poet's rage
And stretched metre of an antique song:
But were some child of yours alive that time,
You should live twice, in it and in my rime...
Words of Wisdom from Madam X
(aka...Sarah Stanley and Felicity King)
Trust steadily in God,
Hope unswervingly,
Love extravagantly.
Our friends are like angels,
Who brighten our days.
In all kinds of wonderful,
Magical ways.
Their thoughtfulness comes,
As a gift from above.
And we feel we're surrounded,
By warm, caring love.
Like upside-down rainbows,
Their smiles bring the sun.
And they fill ho-hum moments,
With laughter and fun.
Friends are like angels,
Without any wings.
Blessing our lives,
With the most precious things.
Here is a floating angel sent to watch over you...
Pass this on to the people you want watched over...
May there always be work for your hands
to do;
may your purse always hold a coin or
two;
may the sun always shine on your windowpane;
may a rainbow be certain to follow each
rain;
may the hand of a friend always be near
you;
may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer
you.
The Friendship Bracelet
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More poems to come...soon.
Short stories and fiction to come....
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