Midnight Song

Somber is the moonlit sky
along the river's shore,
peaceful as a new born's sigh
creatures scurry the forest floor,
A fallen leaf drifts downward
caressing the water's surface,
all tethered in perfect symmetry
each with their own special purpose.
As crickets sang their midnight
song I sat silently in awe,
tranquilized by nature's calm
mesmerized by what I saw.

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 2002

A Photograph

A photograph is a memory
that time will never erase,
a treasured frozen moment
of a loved one's smiling face.
It's worth cannot be measured
as generations pass,
it's a constant reminder of yesteryear
when the clock ticks away too fast.
It's the somber look on a
newborn's face or a bride
on her wedding day,
a recollection of milestones
as we journey on our way.
It makes a house a home as
it hangs upon the wall,
and joyful conversations
for loved ones to recall.
Reminding us of our past
and the future yet to come,
it's an image of who we are
from the moment our lives begun.

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © September 2013
All rights reserved

Dance On Angel's Wings

Dance on the wings of an angel
in your heavenly kingdom above,
rejoice with those gone before thee
and bask in his infinite love.
In all your awesome splendor
remember not far away,
your memory is alive and well
in the hearts of us who wait.

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 1995

In memory of
Caleb Fowler Jr
1911-1995

The Other Side Of The Rainbow

On the other side of the rainbow there
lies a *** of gold,
a wonderland full of fantasy where
magic never grows old.
Like a child's imagination there's
always a new surprise,
where fictional characters are real
and dragons fly.
Is it really fantasy or just a beautiful
dream,
a way to escape reality when the world isn't what it seems?
How many times have you wished on the first bright twinkling star,
or wondered about the *** of gold
as you starred at a rainbow from afar?
What is a world without wishes and
hopes for a brighter day,
and maybe those things we dream of
really aren't so far way.

Written by Kathy J Parenteau
copyright © 2000

Me and My Shadow

It seems so very quiet I've
found myself alone,
finally a peaceful moment that  
I can call my own.
As I'm gazing all around me
I look upon the wall,
there silently sits my shadow
I'm not alone at all.
When I have a problem and no
one seems to care,
sitting on the sidelines it seems
you're always there.
Though you cannot say a word
you always listen to me,
when no one else can find the time
you're always there never to busy.
There's so much I have to tell you that's gone wrong through out this day, but I feel so very foolish talking to you this way.
Some people would call me crazy but
they don't understand, why my shadow
is so important but now I think I can.
Sometimes we only need someone who'll
listen that cannot criticize,
make judgements or give advice about
the way we live our lives.
I'll take comfort in that thought as I make
it through today,
but for now it's just me and my shadow
until the morning light takes you away.

Written by Kathy J Parenteau
copyright © May 1989

Old Man Potter

Old man Potter had a bench
at the park,
he'd sit every day
from dawn until dark.
Watching the children
moms and dads,
remembering the life
he once had.
With far away glances
his eyes did appear,
I asked him one day
"Why are you here"?
He chuckled a bit and
said with a grin,
"I just like watching
because way back when.
Once a long long
time ago,
I too had a family
and loved them so.
My wife was a treasure
beautiful to me,
she now lives in heaven
with angels you see.
My son was my world
but went off to war,
never returned
to knock on my door.
Once as a family we
played here too,
when life was
simple and troubles were few.
Now old man Potter
sits not alone,
though his bench may be empty
his heart is at home.

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 06/22/2014

Glorious Thanksgiving Day

The table will soon be set, loved
ones on their way,
to celebrate our blessings
on this glorious Thanksgiving Day.
As you look around the room and
all the generations,
bowing your heads, thanking The Lord
in total admiration,
I hope you take a moment
to pray for those alone,
in our shelters and communities
who do not have a home.
It's easy to get caught up in worry
and think your life is stressed,
not taking time to realize
how much you're truly blessed.
Let this Thanksgiving remind you
today tomorrow and forever,
how fortunate you are
enjoying this feast with
the loved ones you treasure.

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © November 27, 2013
All Rights Reserved