Plant Your Garden

Go and plant a garden
Where it's peace and joy may grow.
Like daffodils that brightly bloom
Above the melting snow.

So find a little time each day
That you can set apart,
To cultivate some flowers
In the garden of your heart.

And then, throughout the busy days
Your happy heart will sing.
And to the people that you meet
You'll be a breath of spring.

A Poem Written To Me By A Friend...

What do you see, tell me, what do you see?
Are you thinking when you look at me..
a silly young girl not very wise?
A big disappointment in everyone's eyes?
Who seems not to notice the things that you say,
only turning my cheek the other way?
Who isn't concerned how others may feel,
and the tears that shed are simply not real?
Is that what you're thinking?
Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, you're not looking at me.

I'll tell you who i am as I sit here so calm..
I am a daughter, a sister, an aunt, and a mom.
Trying so hard to get my life straight,
never knowing which road to take.
Everything I do seems to be wrong.
Would somebody tell me where I belong?
I am looking for guidance, searching for love,
steadily praying to the good Lord above.
I started too young with wings on my feet,
not yet ready to make such a leap.
I've made my bed, but I refuse to lie.
For what good would it do if I dare not try?
I look toward the future
my hopes are held high,
determined to settle for no less than the sky.

So, open your eyes.
Yes, open and see.
Not a silly young girl, look closer.......see me.

My Reply To My Friend...... 

The young girl I see, has a smile on her face
And a tear in her eye as she hunts for her place.
Her nitch cut in life she's determined to find
Cut the fat from the steak, for NOW is her time.

A silly girl, yes; but oh, one so wise
She's no disappointment, in anyone's eyes
And closely we listen to all she may say
For it makes a big difference throughout every day.

So that's what I'm thinking, yes, that's what I see
When you're sitting there wondering and talking to me.
You're a daughter, a sister, an aunt, and a mom
And one that anyone is very proud of.

You're also a friend and that's such a treat
With the charm of a child, one so innocent and sweet.
So let me suggest and I don't think I'm wrong
In our hearts....that's exactly, where you belong.


So at night when I lay myself down to sleep
I'll pray, "Lord, be the soles of her feet.
Carry her gently and show her the way.
Please bless her and give her a beautiful day."

A Bag Of Tools

Isn't it strange how princes and kings,
and clowns that caper in sawdust rings,
and common people, like you and me,
are builders for eternity?

Each is given a list of rules;
a shapeless mass; a bag of tools.
And each must fashion, ere life is flown,
A stumbling block, or a Stepping-Stone.

R. Lee Sharpe

Murphy's Other Laws

1. Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people
appear bright until you hear them speak.
2. A fine is a tax for doing wrong. A tax is a fine for doing well.
3. He who laughs last, thinks slowest.
4. A day without sunshine is like, well, night.
5. Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.
6. Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't.
7. Nothing is foolproof to a sufficiently talented fool.
8. The 50-50-90 rule: Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of
getting something right, there's a 90% probability you'll get it wrong.
9. It is said that if you line up all the cars in the world
end-to-end, someone would be stupid enough to try to pass them.
10. If the shoe fits, get another one just like it.
11. The things that come to those that wait may be the things
left by those who got there first.
12. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach a man to
fish and he will sit in a boat all day drinking beer.
13. Flashlight: A case for holding dead batteries.
14. The shin bone is a device for finding furniture.
15. When you go into court, you are putting yourself in the
hands of 12 people who weren't smart enough to get out of jury