Forgiveness

Forgiveness

Why must there be tears,

When you feel happy to let go,

Of the past,

Wrath and rage have ruled too long,

They’ve reigned and ruined too many days,

Tears can wash away,

Tears can clear a way,

A brighter way,

A better way,

A love filled,

Hope filled,

Joy filled day!

Peter Lowell Paulson
April 11, 2015

Still of the Morning

Still of the Morning

You,

Are in the still of the morning,

You,

Are in the kiss of the rain,

You,

Are in the song of the sparrow,

Even before it has a thought of singing,

You,
 Are in the still of the morning,

You,

Are in are in the breath of the wind,

You,

Are why I long for each morrow,

Even before it has a thought of dawning!

Peter Lowell Paulson

April 3, 2015

Reid and Graham

Reid and Graham

Oh, here are two brothers their names Reid and Graham,

They liked to eat syrup and pancakes and ham,

They never ate peanuts or nuts from a tree,

For Reid would expire from a nut allergy.

So Graham kept Reid safe as they walked through the land,

They walked over water, and mountain, and sand,

They walked over riggles, and ruggles, and ruts,

In search of a land with no peanuts or nuts.

And, finally found a great mountainous place,

Now, Reid with a smile a great smile on his face,

There is wheat, there is cheese, and meat just for me,

But, no nuts can be found for my nut allergy!

So brother to brother they took tools in hand,

And, Graham quite the builder he fashioned and planned,

With Reid his fine brother they built a fine home,

They built a fine home with an emerald dome.

Oh, many would come as they lived out their life,

Each brother in time took a beautiful wife,

Now all would be careful to not eat a nut,

In home, or in heather, in hotel or hut.

Quite nutless they lived on the mountainous sphere,

With their sleds and their sleighs and their skies ever dear,

“Oh, please share a breakfast of eggs, toast, and ham”,

And, Reid said, “Delighted, my big brother, Graham.”

Peter Lowell Paulson

March 2, 2015

The Kiss

The Kiss

We all remember this,

A man and woman kiss,

We hold this for a while

As girls and guys just smile!

Peter Lowell Paulson

March 2, 2015

Classic Winter Coat

Classic Winter Coat

My daughter was three years old,

She needed a new winter coat,

I saw one that I loved,

It was classic,

To me,

At three years old,

THREE YEARS OLD,

She was opinionated,

She loved,

Something else,

I did everything to convince her,

About the beauty of this coat that Daddy loved,

She finally said,

“If you want it,”

“Buy it for you!”

I laughed,

I bought the pink,

Parachute fabric,

Puffy coat,

She adored.

Peter Lowell Paulson

March 2, 2015