This poem was inspired from an in class writing assignment at Diane Frank's Auto-Biography class at OLLI.
I NOW SEE TREES
Since knocking gently upon Death’s door
I’m seeing trees like never before
Trees in their glorious shades of green
Are revealing details I’d never seen
I marvel at the variety
Of all the trees that I now see
Trees rising to majestic heights
Are one of earth’s most glorious sights
Trees for shade or any reason
Wearing new clothes for every season
Trees with fruit we all can reach
An apple, pear or juicy peach
And, yes with Kilmer I agree
That poems are made by fools like me
But only God can make a tree
By Sue Raymer Woods
October 10, 2007
Friday, October 12, 2007
OUR CIRCLE OF PRAYER
This poem (prayer) was inspired by my high school friends on our chat line. Each brings their prayer requests to the group. Some have children battling cancer; others have health or financial issues. I envision this being said, while all hold hands, as grace at family gatherings, etc.
OUR CIRCLE OF PRAYER
As we all join hands in our circle of prayer
We find great strength in the love that we share
Friends through the years we support one another
And each has become like a sister or brother
Our dear friends are more precious as we grow old
Hand in hand we journey down life’s troubled road
Through perilous nights and stormy weather
We’ll embrace the bright dawns, as we all stick together
Past the rough times we’ll see our way through
And we’re never alone because He’s with us too
And so the best way for this prayer to end
Is in Jesus’ name
AMEN
By Sue Raymer Woods, August 23, 2007
OUR CIRCLE OF PRAYER
As we all join hands in our circle of prayer
We find great strength in the love that we share
Friends through the years we support one another
And each has become like a sister or brother
Our dear friends are more precious as we grow old
Hand in hand we journey down life’s troubled road
Through perilous nights and stormy weather
We’ll embrace the bright dawns, as we all stick together
Past the rough times we’ll see our way through
And we’re never alone because He’s with us too
And so the best way for this prayer to end
Is in Jesus’ name
AMEN
By Sue Raymer Woods, August 23, 2007
YOUR INSIGNIFICANT OTHER
Recent events have inspired this new, romantic poem. At first I thought it was too whining, but adding some humor helped.
YOUR INSIGNIFICANT OTHER
I’m just your insignificant other
And so you really needn’t bother
Sending flowers, candy and other things
To the one you keep waiting in the wings
I wait just like a silly prop
For any crumbs you choose to drop
Yes, of course it’s really dumb
To wait so long for just a crumb
Still I wait, hoping for the day
More than a crumb you’ll throw my way
Let’s end this Cat and Mouse game you play
Let this poor, little mouse get away
You’ve found some one else, why not confess?
I’m through being the “M” to your “S”
Your heart now belongs to another
And I’m through being your insignificant other
I’ve made up my mind I’m moving on
I’m taking a chance with E Harmony.com
By Sue Raymer Woods, September 15, 2007
YOUR INSIGNIFICANT OTHER
I’m just your insignificant other
And so you really needn’t bother
Sending flowers, candy and other things
To the one you keep waiting in the wings
I wait just like a silly prop
For any crumbs you choose to drop
Yes, of course it’s really dumb
To wait so long for just a crumb
Still I wait, hoping for the day
More than a crumb you’ll throw my way
Let’s end this Cat and Mouse game you play
Let this poor, little mouse get away
You’ve found some one else, why not confess?
I’m through being the “M” to your “S”
Your heart now belongs to another
And I’m through being your insignificant other
I’ve made up my mind I’m moving on
I’m taking a chance with E Harmony.com
By Sue Raymer Woods, September 15, 2007
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