In An Instant

In an instant my life
passed,
gone without warning
came round like a flash.
Did I do what I came for
accomplish my goal,
live my life's purpose
when God made my soul?
I hope he knows I tried
my best,
when I step into heaven
I must confess.
On earth I made mistakes it's true,
but I always believed and trusted
in you.
In an instant we're here
a snap we're gone,
life's about change and moving on.
Letting go of the past
mistakes we've made,
everyone's human
we cannot escape.
There's right and wrong
black and white,
our conscious guides us
making it right.
In an instant we're born,
another we die,
but we live forever
on the other side.
The one that teaches
our ultimate goal,
to live and let God
take control.

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 01/13/2015

Love

The most precious gift of all
through our lifetime we treasure,
cost us not a thing though
priceless in its measure.
A simple gesture a smile
or a touch,
can change life's course
and mean so much.
The day we are born
it's our ultimate goal,
to learn its true meaning
heart and soul.
I believe we were placed here
for that very reason
to live life to the fullest
through every season.
It's true they'll be times
we're challenged by hate,
when life throws us curve *****
some call it fate.
Faith gives us hope
and helps us forgive,
love is the key to this life we live.

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 01/13/2015

The Point Of No Return

Does it exist, I wonder at times
the point of no return,
when every soul must answer
all the lessons they have learned?
Is there a light we enter,
where love is the ultimate key,
unlocking, revealing our souls
where everything's meant to be?
I walk by faith not by sight
storms will always rage,
I'm here my heart still beats
and proud to turn each page.
Death comes to us all
and the point of no return,
unconditional love
from our father above is
our greatest lesson learned.
Written in the book of life
our names are forever known,
thank God for the opportunity
to call this earth our home.
Only you can make a difference
place a star upon your crown,
live this life give your all
head held high not looking down.
The point of no return awaits
us all it's true,
for every deed you'll answer
to the one who created you.

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 01/08/2015

Who's On The Inside


A slave to surface beauty
never more I'll be,
allured by it's spell
of uncertainty.
Attraction lies in the eyes
of the beholder,
changing rapidly
every year we grow older.
Vanity once had
a hold on me,
now older and wiser
it's plain to see.
What's on the outside
is simply a shell,
it's who's on the inside that's
meant to excel!

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 06/27/2014

Moments

Silence awakened by a
newborn's cry
treasured moments,
frozen in time.

Autumn's colors
dance with delight,
like snow kissed trees
on a winter's night.

Moments remembered
in a life ever changing,
skillfully guiding
and rearranging.

Leading us gently
through our journey on earth,
one that was planned from
the moment of birth.

There's a time to be young
a time to grow old,
for every soul
a story is told.

All about moments to
each it's own,
mountains and valleys
leading us home.

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 12/27/2014
All Rights Reserved

Write On


Mr Twain my hat's off to you
for reminding us what it's like to be young,
experiencing life through your eyes
and your words,
showing us how it's done.
Sometimes your phrases I couldn't
understand but I read on anyways,
escaping from my world of uncertainty
through your written adventures
I found happier days.
You taught the world a lesson
the message still standing strong,
your words will echo through
time encouraging us all to write on!

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 10/07/2014

Sticks and Stones

Sticks and stones will
surely break bones
leaving scares we cannot hide,
but words can sting like bumble bees
when two wrongs simply collide.
Fractures can be fixed
while broken hearts reflect,
walls are built around the soul
if only to protect.
Sorry's such a simple word
though seldom ever said,
pride most often wins
harboring anger instead.
Sticks and stones we need not fear
it's the bruises we cannot see,
that hurt us must of all,
I honestly believe.

Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 03/13/2014
All Rights Reserved