"Happy 30th!"

To be married for thirty years

To love each other thru joy and tears

To stay together thru the good and the bad

Means more than you know Mom and Dad

Though it may seem we don’t really care

That you’re committed to each other we are aware

You’ve made it through when it seemed too tough

All the while managing to teach us stuff

So when we seem to hate you or each other

It’s because we’ve forgotten God gave you Father and Mother

To us because he knew what we needed more than we ever did

Happy 30^th Mom and Dad, I’m proud to be your kid

"Prose"

A-b A-b the poem goes

Who knows what’s left to say

Can this life be captured in prose

Maybe we’ll know someday

"The summer sun"

Oh the warmth of the summer sun

Not by many joys to be outdone

Laying in the grass oh so fun

I wish instead of ending the summer had just begun

"The Gift"

God let me see the gift you gave me
In the time with Bekah that I spent
The worth of it all let me see
Now that its came and its went

God let me see the gift you gave me
Where I'm at in this painful part
In the breakup of what I thought was meant to be
Remind me that you still hold my heart

God let me see the gift you gave me
In the ability to move on if it's of you
And in your timing show me who's meant to be
But first let me rest in you God just and true

God let me see the gift you gave me
The gift of Bekah's love for a while
And let us both move on if its not meant to be
Give us the ability to find love and joy in another's smile

God thank you for the time I had
Thank you for directing my steps
Give me your joy and make me glad
May I live for you without regrets

"What lies herein?"

 What will this poem contain

Merely but words on a page

Or perhaps something more

Perhaps the words of a sage

Is this the writing of a man insane

Or are these words here true

Will to God be given the glory

Or to a mere man with years but a few

If the former than this poem herein is wise

But if the latter than please despise

For no one deserves what to only God is due

For such claims are but only lies

This poem ends here

But not without the intent

Of making God more dear

For giving God glory is always time well spent

"Life's direction"

Do you know where you’re going

Do you follow the winds blowing

Or do you plan it all to a T

Knowing exactly what you plan to do and be

Neither is wrong yet neither is right

What counts is keeping God in sight

Following God’s word and leading

Thru consistent practice, prayer and reading

Some worry for they can’t do everything they’ve planned

Others because they have no direction and life is bland

But more important than anything on which your time is spent

Is the question of is it for God, and what is your real intent

“But a moment”

Tick tock tick tock

The sound of a clock

Guarding times passing

With seconds amassing

Future’s present after past

Time rolls by o so fast

Are the moments cherished

Or do you pass them by perished

But only one life do you get

So live for God without regret

For when the present is thru

It’s too late to ask for the past’s redo