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Writing 101 Day 2: Oh the Things I do Enjoy
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Waking up in the morning
To find a sun-filled day
And wondering what beauty
God will show me along the way.
Strolling in the quiet forest
Or along a flowing stream;
Hearing twittering birdsong
And feeling the gentle breeze.
Walking along a quiet path
and seeing new flowers blooming;
my favorite daisies to find
are the slender black-eyed Susans.
Traveling in the autumn and
Also in the late spring;
To see the altering landscape
During the changing seasons.
Stopping to rest and to think
At a tranquil and quiet place;
Spending some moments in prayer
And staying near to God in enduring faith.
Journeying through the day
From early morning to late night
And knowing that Jesus stays with me;
Always in my heart and at my side.
Hearing the phone ring and
And talking to family or a friend.
Although I am a quiet person,
I often don’t want the call to end.
Visiting family or close friends
When I have that chance to go
Sometimes I cannot travel far
Because of weather and especially snow.
Resting in bed, writing, or
Reading a new novel;
Sometimes science fiction
And then a good mystery to follow.
Laying quietly in bed at the
End of a long working day
Remembering Jesus stays near
And promises to forever stay.
Becky’s Haiku: Daisies along the Way
As I journeyed this
Day, God showered bright daisies
Along my pathway.
Writing 101 Day 20: Treasure
The Things I Treasure
Family and lifelong friends
Whose love prevails and never ends.
A vivid blue and warm day
Where glowing sunshine lights the way.
A new path in life; a new road to adventure
And where it might lead I can only wonder.
Sweet melodious birdsong filling the breeze
As the feathered carolers perched in the lofty trees.
Meadows and wildflowers I do adore;
Black-eyed Susans, daisies and more.
Strolling through the forest of towering trees
Oh how Spring gives birth to such emerald beauty.
A quiet, rainy day when I rest inside
Reading and writing to my heart’s delight.
Returning home and walking down memory lane;
Visiting loved ones and close friends.
Walking on the beach and feeling the spray of the sea;
Feeling the sand surround and envelop my bare feet.
Sitting at the park and listening to the whispering wind
Sifting through the branches; softly heard but not seen.
In deep conversation with a close friend
In whom my quiet trust will never end.
Seeing a lemon-tinted sunrise in the early morning
And a glowing orange sunset in the warm evening.
Have the love of Jesus residing in my heart wiping away my sorrows
As he instills hope for today, through the night, and tomorrow.
