Thanksgiving Blessings

Thanksgiving Blessings

At last the pumpkin pie is in,

I reminisce and start to grin,

Now, far away our daughter called,

The family in the car enthralled.

Two nights ago the boys got packed,

Upon the map our house they tracked,

Excited for the trip were they,

And, now they’re finally on their way.

Both sleep upstairs; all safe in bed,

With dreams, all eager, in their head,

The turkey dressed by Grandma now,

As cats entwine with soft meow.

And, by her side her husband takes,

The bowl with flour and yeast he makes-

The dinner rolls his Grandma made,

As memories of his youth invade.

Not long from now the house will sing,

Throughout our home the halls will ring,

With children’s laughter here and there,

As parents set the tableware.

Now set, the family gathered in,

Thanksgiving dinner will begin,

But, first God’s grace which each one knows,

For every blessing He bestows!

Peter Lowell Paulson

November 22, 2018

Letter in the Mailbox

Letter in the Mailbox

It’s nice to get a “Thank you” note,

Or letter from a friend who wrote,

To find among the many bills,

Epistle from a friend; it thrills!

Before it’s opened first to find,

The stamp; is it a special kind,

A flag, or some commemorative,

Or, art in the diminutive.

Oh, next to see return address,

And, once you know begin to guess-

All types of thoughts begin to meld,

Of what’s inside and secrets held?

Perhaps an invite to event,

Or, “thank you” for a gift you sent,

Sometimes some news from friends away,

Each one will simply make your day!

Peter Lowell Paulson

November 10, 2018

O' Hush

O’ Hush

O’ hush a moment now,

As night descends,

And, prayer ascends,

to you,

O’ hush a moment now,

As minds discern,

And, our hearts turn,

to you,

O’ hush, O’ hush,

As tongues lift songs,

And, our soul longs,

for you,

for you,

for you,

And, only you,

Oh, Lord,

What glory wraps the world tonight,

In anticipation,

In expectation,

In exhilaration,

God of love,

God of peace,

Dear, God of hope,

I hush to hear,

I hush to see,

I hush to know…

You!

Peter Lowell Paulson

November 7, 2018

Cold Today

Cold Today

Yes, this old man wore shorts today,

He stepped outside; got blown away,

He’d shiver, shake and start to cough,

He almost froze his kneecaps off.

His wife saw him and scolded now,

“To check the weather; you know how,

The weather man is your best guide”,

He said, “I’m he; it’s cold outside!”

Peter Lowell Paulson

October 24, 2018

The State of Sin

The State of Sin

The state of sin; not sins per se,

The root of all that’s wrong today,

Not you, not you, not you, not you,

In me, in me, in me all through.

When sin pervades it takes the whole,

Invades the inward, wayward soul,

I wore the ‘bad boy’ image proud,

I hung with others in that crowd.

Now, ‘sin’ is hardly e’en a word,

I threw it out as one absurd,

And, lived with it ‘til all could see,

It was not ‘sin’; it’s only me.

But, sin it finally took control,

No real pleasure to extol,

I searched the world for some way out,

And, all I saw was fraught with doubt.

Oh, there is something very real,

A Man of Sorrows did reveal,

He died upon a cross for me,

Believed in Him; found liberty!

A story old; quite new today,

The state of sin; and sins per se,

On cross he died, and now he lives,

The Son of God, through faith, forgives!

Peter Lowell Paulson

October 20, 2018