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May 18, 2020 ...another poem from my archives - I wrote this quite a few years ago... enjoy!

    Where Marsh and Roadway Meet

© by Sarah M. Menkin

At home in soggy marshes,
where nature's sounds are heard,
Just off the busy roadway
where every sense is blurred,

A family of wood ducks
grows vigorous and strong.
Mama leads and balls of fluff
follow in peace along.

Side by side, yet worlds apart,
Can marsh and roadway meet?
Yes, when Mama duck decides
to waddle 'cross the street.

Two cars stop in quiet haste
to watch the ducklings walk.
In the silence of the scene,
It seems a shame to talk.

March 25, 2020 - A re-run that seems suited to our current times...Sarah M.

Like Tiny Sparrow Falling

Though the night be dark and dreary,
And there's naught that's warm and cheery,
And the path seems full of thorns and treacherous mire,
Not in our own strength abiding,
But in faith, in God confiding,
We in trust can all our cares to Him retire.

We may grope to know the reason
We are going through this season,
Why to us this burden heavy comes to bear,
But, like tiny sparrow falling,
When our soul to God is calling,
How much He shows to us His loving care.

 

February 5, 2020 - Another re-run of a poem I wrote a long time ago...enjoy! Sarah M.

Snowy Day

Snowman

Mittens and wooly hat
to keep out the snow,
Pull on your cozy boots...
Now out we go!

Roll up a ball of snow.
Now do another one.
Build a big snowman
to stand in the winter sun!

 

January 6, 2020 - A rerun of a poem from several years ago...enjoy winter -- or summer, depending on where you live!

Summer or Winter? Pen-pals in Tanzania and Maine

It's summertime in Tanzania.
It's winter here in Maine.
They have something they call "Vuli,"
We just call it "rain."

Maine has black bears; they have lions,
We've never heard one roar
Or watched a Kilombero weaver
On a river shore.

If they would come to Maine in winter,
Our friends could skate on ice,
And then warm up with some hot chocolate.
Wouldn't that be nice!

If we could see the Serengeti,
We'd watch the fast gazelles,
And maybe help the people working,
Digging out new wells.

Here in Maine, it is late morning,
There it's almost night.
Sometime, perhaps, we'll get together,
But, for now, let's write.

 

November 27, 2019 - I just wrote this new poem of Thanksgiving...enjoy :) Sarah M.

A Hymn of Thankful Praise

For all your blessings every day,
For all the grace you give,
For wisdom granted when we pray,
For all we need to live...
For strength sufficient for each trial,
Forgiveness when we fall,
For helping us to listen well,
For hearing when we call...
For all you give to us, O Lord,
This hymn of thanks we raise,
Lifting our hearts in gratitude
We offer thankful praise.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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