Each Day’s Choice

Each day has a choice: A choice to love, A choice to fear, A choice to thank, A choice to complain, A choice to see the truth, Or believe a lie. Each day I choose what I will be; Each day I choose what I will see– Be it truth and reality! Each day I…

Still Be A Man

I watch him as the days, months and years go by. He works so hard at everything he tries Meeting failure at every turn. Pushing, trying, letting go— No matter what he does It seems failure is in his wake And that his fruit is tears. How much more of this can he take? It’s…

Grandma’s Prayers

I dedicate this poem to my paternal Grandma. She’s coming up on her 90th birthday later this year. Grandma’s Prayers Three times a day She kneels to pray Her intersession to heaven sending. A list she’s made For those she’s prayed— Her posterity she’s lifting. I asked her once How to become Like her in…