Northern Lights

Lights above for all to see, God made them for you and me. Call them gases, or some freak design. I don't know I just call them sublime. So many colors throughout the sky, more magnificent then fireworks on the forth of July Sunrises, and sunsets, are speculator to watch, The moon and the stars are heavenly delights. But oh how I love those Northern Lights.

Are Angels Among Us

Angels no where around, Yet halos float close to the ground The bridges we cross cleanse our souls, Along with their wisdom, which helps us grow. Flowers brighten our world and entice our smell, Our Lord above listens, to each and every prayer. And although the answer we sometimes don’t see, He guides us and leads us through the pain we bare. Then again maybe angels are here, If we look deep within we’ll see in each of us an angel. For each of us help one another when the chips are down, A close friend needs our help so we come around. Yes the halos do belong as well as the heart that carries a song. For although we may not hear or see the joy in our every day life, With each day that rises and our hearts beat on, The pain lessens until we’re singing along. So whether in sorrow or deep despair, When the day is at end there is someone who cares. By Janeal Mulaney

The Harvest Moon

By Janeal Mulaney

Outside my window is a bright yellowish light,

I look out to find the biggest moon I’ve ever seen

Sitting low on the horizon,

A hazy red ring stretches out to caress the black sky

I watch with anticipation as it rises upwards above the limbs of a tree

A big ball of yellow fading to orange then red

A misty gray cloud lazily glides across it circumference

A beautiful starlit night, a sight to behold, 

As stories in my head unfold.

Spring Flowers

Spring Flowers

By Janeal Mulaney

Early morning, brings God's light 

To nurture the earth, with his pure love   

Helping hands tend gardens, along with soft spring rains

Colors galore spread over the fields

The same fields that held snow just weeks before

Potted plants are lowered into the soft moist ground in every yard

Wind spreads wild seeds far and wide

blowing swiftly north, south, east and west

Once again new life begins as little sprouts break through hard ground

Every flower has a beginning 

Love and care make them beautiful

  

Music — Ronnie Dunn

Music — Ronnie Dunn