THE GOLDEN CHAIN The precious threads of memory That link us to the past Become a treasured Golden Chain That time cannot outlast For time but serves to strengthen And adds to that Golden Chain As memories, long forgotten Are remembered once again God gave the gift [...]
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The chain is ours to weave
Posted in Inspirational, Memories, Poetry, Rhyming, tagged deed, Golden Chain, links, memory, treasure on Sunday,March 8, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Hidden memories
Posted in Memories, My Thoughts, Poetry, tagged memory, rhyming on Saturday,November 15, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
MEMORIES In the closet of my memory Tucked away on a shelf Are memories that I’ve hidden Yes, even from myself It’s best to let them rust away From salty tears once cried By letting them lie undisturbed In corners where they hide So they’ve gathered dust since placed there And [...]
My Memory
Posted in Family, love, Memories, My Thoughts, Poetry, tagged emotion, friend, memory, mom, rhyming, sounds on Wednesday,November 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
THAT’S WHAT MAKES A MEMORY I have no mind for fine details I don’t think that’s so bad I can’t remember dates and time But just emotions had I can’t remember what you wore The first time that we met But I remember your sweet charm And your smile’s with me yet I [...]
In memory of my son, David VanVleck 07/24/42 – 11/07/90
Posted in Children, Family, Inspirational, love, Memories, Nature, Poetry, tagged David VanVleck, memory, rhyming, son, tears on Friday,November 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
A SOUL RETURNS TO GOD The Lord said, “Come. It’s time to go. To leave this bed of pain. I know that those you leave, will weep With tears akin to rain. But if they understood, Son, They’d wipe away their tears, For I just lent your soul to earth, And shared you all [...]
The sentence of Alzheimers
Posted in Family, love, Memories, My Thoughts, Poetry, tagged chair, died, disease, hell, memory, rhyming, stare, thoughts on Saturday,October 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
HER PRIVATE HELL She sat there in her rocking chair, her vacant stare disturbing me. Her memory so full, before a dread disease had made thoughts cease. Thoughts past recall, as if a wall had somehow blocked the view inside, before she died. Her private hell, that empty shell. 4/12/92 Phyllis DeWitt -VanVleck
Whispers in my Mind
Posted in Family, love, Memories, Poetry, tagged memory, pray, sadness, soul, whispers on Friday,September 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
WHISPERS IN MY MIND I heard her rocker creak today, But not a soul was there. The wind had rocked her chair. Sometimes I think I hear her pray, And I am sad to find, Just whispers in my mind; Gems my memory tucked away. 9/4/95 Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck
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