In a special land not far away
a tiny town of Leprechaun's play.

The air is pure, the birds all sing.
There is happiness in everything.

The glitter dust has a magic shine.
There are no clocks, there is no time.

The four leaf clovers sparkle bright.
The sun shines always, there is no night.

The rainbow tells them God is near.
He has blessed the little people, here.

This land has gold and jewels galore.
They know that love is worth much more.

They take their powers to spread their cheer,
they leave their land and visit near.

They give a wish to a special few.
Once each year, could that be you?

They pick a child with a special heart,
one who cares and does their part.

They never hurt, but always play
tricks and jokes are just their way.

So if you catch one, let it free,
take your wish and let it be,
SO NEXT YEAR IT CAN VISIT ME!

Because I'm bored and lonely,
I thought I'd write a line.
My day is going slowly
and your constant on my mind.

The hours tick by like minutes
until five o'clock is here
Then I'm on the road to see you
and hold you gently near

Patience is a virtue,
but this trait I cannot see
as I anxiously await the time
when you can be with me.

To my husband, my man, my love, my life
From your friend, your partner, your angel, your wife.

How lucky I feel to have the person you are
My love supersedes the planets and stars.

God has His hand in our every embrace
Heaven sparkles at times, in your eyes, on your face.

You've taken on challenges most would ignore,
Still your heart's filled with gladness and faith, I adore.

With unselfish delight, you've helped raise our kids
Their success possible because of who you are; what you did.

Your willingness to give doesn't even stop there
You've been a foster dad to help hearts in despair.

Yes, you amaze me in so many ways,
I thank God for your love in all of my days.

You're my hero, my rock.  You see me through strife.
You humble me; complete me.  I'm the luckiest wife.

Dear Father, clouds are drawing near
When did this tree, so tall, stand here?
I still sing songs of nursery rhymes
Feel the touch of sweet, soft, cradle time.

Sun illuminates and softly shares,
Your gracious gift to all who've cared
to help mold the strength relied upon
What an honor to smile, as our child walks on.

Dear Father, winds sweep swiftly by
Is that my dear boy's laugh, or cry?
You see the mountains he will roam
Shine strong the beacon; bring him home.

Rain so hard and lightning fights,
Strong and fearless passes night.
A furious world screams and scratches,
Rends and bites.

Arise the Son.  He stands for right.

Dear Father, was it worth the fight?

Our souls intertwined
no body forms were allowed
to dispel the truth
no need to enshroud

His thoughts touched my soul
His touch challenged my being
Energies charged
Electric words were so freeing

We danced in the Universe
Inhibitions undressed
Exhilaration ran wild
No understanding repressed

An explosion of lust
Two joyously one
Poetry animated
Emotions undone

Our hearts wholly entranced
He asked, "Who are you?"

"I ride on pink wings,
I am the words I accrue".

If there were one reason to stand and face the pain
If there were one reason to ignore unkind disdain
If there were one reason to vanish retrospect
If there were one reason to ignore all harsh neglect
If there were one reason to entertain a place for hope
If there were one reason to dream, to fly; to cope

If one reason spoke of a warbling sparrows melody of fall
Of a child's precious face, in the wonder of it all
Of two races, as the chains of hate are shed
Of two hearts combined in the moment lovers wed
Of a hungry soul, now nourished, no longer poor
Of two nations that no longer speak of war
Of an angel heard from Heaven while in song
Of an adopted child who giggles with her mom
Of an old man being hugged by a stranger with compassion
Of one who finds the strength to deny world views of fashion
Of the simplicity of a tranquil, peace, within
Of the comfort that I have you as a friend
Of an existence not defined in monetary wealth
Of a weakened heart and mind, finding love within themselves
Of the pride one feels when doing what is right
Of a daddy tucking in his baby boy each night
Of a family dinner trimmed with love and laughter
Of the knowledge in a Paradise, hereafter
Of the beauty as a husband flees temptation
Of the moment two combine to form creation
Of holding hands while heads are bent in prayer
Of waking up to find a new day there

If there were one reason to adore the striking hue
Of a crimson rose touched by the morning dew
With all certainty, my one reason, Lord - is you.

I feel your presence, your spirit near
I remember warmth, but you're not here.

What once was joy has now receded
Gentleness gone, and grace impeded
Did I give too much, or stay too long?
Did I try too hard, or my words prolong?

The vows remembered, naive elation
Disloyalty now begs cessation.
Trust now lost.  The struggle painful
Thoughts of another's touch disdainful

You feel my presence, you wipe my tear
You remember warmth, but I'm not here.

We move as robots, time seems long
Together now; forever gone.