The Song ~ Down Memory Lane

The Song

We all three had our glasses on
We went to lunch and they played a song
We said “Oh My” remember this ~
The song that never left our lips
That as a child we sang ~ the song that never leaves the lips

There we were all worn and grey
But we still enjoy the day
Our hearts and our minds are young ~ we laugh ~ we talk
But we no longer run

As children we ran and played the day away
But now that we’re worn and grey
to lunch we go ~ to spend the day
To say in touch ~ to laugh and play
But no longer can we run

And on that day, the song came on that never left our lips
A song we sang when we were young

“Oh yes” we remember
When the song came on
Each of us smiled that smile of wonderment that only in our
minds could we picture it

The days at play ~ the song that never went away
A song for only us three ~ a song that told us we were meant to be
Each one special in her own way ~ as we ran and played

The song of the young ~ the song that young ones sing so sweet
Because the song that came on that day was
a baby sweet sitting with her mom ~ giggling and singing ~
As only children do ~

The song that never leaves the lips
The song of ~Youth ~
That is remembered by three old ladies


© Patricia B. 2009 all rights reserved

As I age, seems I look back more than I should. Wrote this because as a blessing, I still have my sisters, and to lunch we go. We no longer run and play, but our memories are shared of those days. Some we actually remember differently, and then we laugh. And we remember the mom, who as a single mom could have made so many different choices for us. I now know the sacrifices she made to keep a family together for three little girls so they could giggle, laugh, and play.

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Sunday Scripture Blessings 8 20

We see so many times in the word that God turns things the way they should go. He did it for Mordecai in the book of Esther. He does it for us every day even when we don't stop and realize.

From my morning reading this Saturday morning:

The little bird that sings in the tree ~ he sings for me. My gift from God in His creation this morning. The song he sings reminds that God is in control. The song reminds that if a little creature as a bird can sing so beautifully ~ how much more are our songs with Love in our hearts. We can rage, we can wail, but to no avail ~ God is in control.

In my daily reading, God is reminding me that when we speak, we should speak with Love ~ Love begets Love and Hatred only fuels worse than hate. And sometimes in that hate, God will use it to send the hater to the gallows (Haman). As in the book of Esther, we are reminded that there is a purpose for all things. A purpose for Queen Vashti to not come before her King. A purpose for Esther to replace Vashti as Queen.

I love the stillness of morning as I sit outside reading the word and drinking my coffee. Razzy loves it too as he accompanies me and lays on the cool cement. My view is not pretty like a well kept neighbors yard ~ rather it is an abandoned building that parts have quickly become a field of weeds. Not even pretty weeds. But as I gaze, a Butterfly I see. Even in the ugly, beauty can be found. God does that. The butterfly may not have found what he needed in the well mowed yards, but he is provided for among the clover in the weed field. As I ponder, I realize that for now, we will still have the ugly until God himself mows it all down. For now, beauty is in the eye of the beholder and beauty still abounds. Have Faith.

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