by Robert Ludden |
Categories:
faith,
The dead still walk
within our memories,
and breathe
and smile
and talk
inside that strange preserve we keep,
a room still redolent with life
above the boxes where they sleep.
What irony prevails, that we
may call them forth upon a whim
as frozen servants microwaved,
enjoyed, and then returned at will
to their uncertain rest.
Might we indulge them,
favoring a spirit laugh
at our audacity?
Might they indeed, be guiding us
inside our stumbling bones,
inside this diorama
quite obsessed by touch?
We might do well to understand
they fly to us
with such astounding love
to fill our reminiscenses
upon demand, and yet
with sad politeness fade away
at suppertime.
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by Stephanie Weeks |
Categories:
funny, love, love,
I love you in the morning,
I love you in the evening,
I love you at suppertime,
I love you so much,
I wrote this stupid rhyme.
by Robert Pettit |
Categories:
music, nostalgia,
Sugar and honey
both taste sweet to me.
In a melody
from a past decade,
that made the Hit Parade,
three sisters sounded sublime.
They had honey in the morning,
and also in the evening;
not to mention suppertime.
They asked me to be their honey
and love them all the time.
I swore by the stars above,
that I would always be their love.
The song still sounds great to me.
by Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson |
Categories:
childhood, devotion, family, children, happiness, hope, love,
Little hands, folded, praying suppertime grace,
Little hands, laughing, caressing my face
Little hands, gluing, covered in paste
Little hands, sticky, fixing a vase
Little hands, strumming, trying to play bass
Little hands, playing, giving butterfly chase
Little hands, toddling, trying to keep pace
Little hands, trusting, in big hands encased
Little hands, running, winning a race
Little hands, dancing, dressed up in lace
Little hands, dreaming, in a far-away place
Little hands, loving, time can not erase
Little hands, little hands, I adore you, my ace
Little hands, oh little hands, you’re my heart’s sweet embrace
by Larry Belt |
Categories:
faith, family, inspirationallost, lost,
When you're tired pray for the weary
For their strength to carry on
If you're lost and your path's uncertain
Pray the lonely will find their way home
If you love this world more than God
Then pray for the addict who's bound
And when you feel that God's far away
Pray for the lost to be found
When suppertime comes before you pray
Remember the hungry need fed
And when you're tired remember those
With no place to lay their head
God loves a cheerful giver
So don't forget to care
Always think of others
With this unselfish prayer