Sunday, February 19, 2017

Family Gathering in Dalton City

February 19, 2017

Family Gathering in Dalton City


After a family lunch with a combined birthday celebration of two grandkids (one in each family grouping) I decided to slip over to the couch to close my eyes while the grandkids played. Occasionally one, or another grandchild would ask me to “open this”, or “find that”, but mostly I (Grandpa) “rested with my eyes closed”. Finally my four year-old granddaughter McKenna said loudly, “Grandpa, it’s time for you to wake up and go home for a nap!” I smiled and asked her, “Was I snoring?” My four year-old grandson, Reid, who was standing looking at me on the other side of my lap (while smiling) reported, “No! You were boring!!”

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Pacem, Pacem



Pacem, Pacem

Amid the roar, disquiet and din,
This rumbling world of war within,
Our civil union yearns to bear,
A solemn peace for all to share.

Oh, chasm wide and deeply cleft,
Has left the soul of peace bereft,
She seemingly has set to sea,
In search of calmer shores to be.

Oh, greater nation turn the cheek,
Seek out the least, the lame the meek,
Forgive to melt all inner frost,
And, lend a hand to those who’ve lost.

Amid the roar, disquiet and din,
This rumbling world of war within,
Our civil union yearns to soar,
With peace and love forevermore.

Peter Lowell Paulson
February 5, 2017