One of many unpublished poems written by my mother and dedicated to me when I was growing up. I, now, have the privilege of sharing them with the world under my by-line for her glory.
I Wish You...
I wish you Happiness...
Not just the kind that bubbles up,
But Happiness that is a quiet peace
Within your heart.
I wish you Faith...Faith that faces the blackest sky,
And says, "I trust."
I wish you Understanding...
So that your dreams will not be shattered,
Because you do not see the other side.
I do not wish you Fame, or Power, or Gold...
ButI I think what share of these that come your way
Will be the brighter, and the dearer, and still more sweet,
Because these things belong to you.
A poem written by Louise W. Sumlin for her teenage daughter, Ann.
A good way to raise an angel I suspect-
Wishing the right things.
This is precious on so many levels.
I am very busy sharing my parents- their gifts will reach out as long as I'm alive.
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
Beautif
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Wishing the right things.
This is precious on so many levels.
I am very busy sharing my parents- their gifts will reach out as long as I'm alive.
John