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The Appearance of Spring


There was a southern gentle breeze

That softly whispered and flowed

Sifting the twigs and branches of leafless trees

In the forest and across the meadow.

Patches of wilted brown grass

Appeared here and there

As snow and ice, like broken glass,

Cracked, melted, and disappeared.

Singing birds tweeted and serenaded;

Their chirping tunes filling the tingly warm air.

While a shimmering sun displayed

More land; though still empty and bare.

Then did I not see a few blades of green?

Oh yes, I did! Thank you, Lord for the

Sweet appearance of Spring.

Lord Let Me Be


Lord let me be the opal of your treasury;

A different yet lovely gem only you can see.

Lord let me be a delight to your compassionate heart

With a quiet gentleness which will never depart.

Lord let me be a unique creation of your hands

Formed with love and wisdom that only you understand.

Lord let me be a quiet person with a gentle soul

Which never desires to hurt or cause turnmoil.

Lord let me live in the meadow of your everlasting love

Where wildflowers bloom and peace rules like softly singing dove.

Lord let me be forever safe inside our outstretched arms

Where I always feel welcomed and sheltered from this world’s storms.

Lord let me be alive with hope of your everlasting grace

While waiting for your return when we’ll all see your shining face.

For it was you who had coaxed me and drew me ever nearer

By forgiving my sins and caring for me so I no longer live in fear.

Lord let me be always sure and confident of your final victory

Over all evil and sinfulness which you will smite forever triumphantly.

And Lord let all of us be forever safe inside your heavenly home

Where we will all live in joy, peace, and love in your everlasting kingdom.

Writing 101 Assignment 2: A Hidden Gazebo with a View



I like to go on hikes and long nature walks. I like exploring new trails just to find something new and interesting. On one such walk, I found this wooden gazebo on the edge of a small meadow and behind a small hill of trees. I have visited it a number of times. I would sit there reading, writing, and just enjoying the view from there. But one day an unexpected intruder, a creature of the woods, came to briefly visit me:

Evergreens, elms, and maple trees are all around me.

Warm sunshine above filters through the towering green leafed trees.

The black dirt trail before me leads through this spring green forest

Where wildflowers grow and unseen birds sing from their nests.

Ah, I found the lush green meadow, a small clearing, you see

Where the uncut grass swishes my bare legs and brushes my knees.

The morning sun brightens the clear, turquoise sky

While a lone rabbit appears and silently watches as I stroll by.

Along the path, up a small woodsy ridge and round the bend I go

And there I found a hidden, wooden gazebo built so long ago.

With contentment, I reach the steps and soon find a seat inside.

Here I can watch nature, happily read, or quietly write.

I relax and read in hushed silence enjoying the natural beauty surrounding me

I look up from my book and find a light brown fawn watching ever so keenly.

The young deer creeps closer reaching the edge of my temporary gazebo home

I could almost reach him and almost caress his quivering wet nose

Face to face, eyes to eyes we watch the other with lengthening intrigue

This young visitor seems to view me with intense yet quiet curiosity

While I remain as still as a lifeless statue, barely breathing

And soon a doe appears summoning her wayward, spotted offspring.

And so into the woods the mother and child gracefully and quietly disappear.

What a wondrous treasure to see them as I silently sit and ponder here.

Too soon its’ time to go home, and back to living in everyday reality

But I will be back to view what other beauty nature will gladly reveal to me.