My journal – my life

SLICES OF MY LIFE In a journal on my table Beside my favorite pen You will find revealing verses Where only lines had been I’ve filled the pages with the muse That touches deep inside And you can read what’s written there When the book is opened wide There is verse about my children And [...]

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My Friend, Colleen

You Are A Poem If I could make my life a poem, There’d be a verse for you Because you are a special friend, With credits overdue. And I think YOU are a poem, my friend; I see it many times. There’s beauty in your heart and soul, One finds in songs and rhymes. 2/25/99 [...]

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The poet in my soul

MY PERIPHERY I have a pen in every room And sometimes two or three Because the poet in my soul At times needs setting free Whenever I am struck by muse I jot it down in haste Before another thought pops in And one might go to waste But it is pens I’m not without [...]

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In Honor of my mother

MOTHER’S PORTRAIT (For my mother, Leah DeWitt) I saw your portrait yesterday The likeness, Mom, is true But paint applied to canvas square Can’t truly depict you It doesn’t show the attributes That I call Mom’s Bouquet It doesn’t show the guidance That shaped my life each day It doesn’t show the things you taught [...]

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Questions from a child

    GOD’S GREAT TAPESTRY   My small grandchild came to me           And leaning up against my knee Asked, what happens when you die?           And then, before I gave reply,   Why can’t everyone walk, like me?           Why can’t some people hear or see? How is it that our God’s the same,           [...]

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Whispers in my Mind

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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