Archive for May, 2012

Hey everybody…What is YOUR favourite variation on the Roses are Red classic? Please comment and share some smiles on this feels-like-it’s-summer-already day. 🙂

Here’s one I just made up:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue:
Short and sweet statements
Of two floral hues.

And another:

Roses are red,
Violets are small.
Why aren’t the daisies
Mentioned at all?

Here is my dad’s all time favourite:

Roses are red,
Violets are purple,
Sugar is sweet,
And so is maple syrple.

Gotta love the dad jokes. 😉



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Mother May I

Mother may I
Tell you a story?
This is a story
All about grace.

Mothers wonder
How to explain it –
How does the cradle
Become sacred space?

Fuzzy mobiles,
Fluffy white blankets –
Framing, as halos,
A small sleeping face.

Baby may I
Sing you a story?
This is the story
You bring to this place.

Lips go searching,
Eyes find their focus,
Wrapped in a larger,
And more loving face.

Deepest comfort,
Complete dependence –
This is a story
All about grace.

Mother may I
Tell of this glory:
This is the glory
Of taking your place…

Beside cradles:
Likeness of heaven –
Creator’s larger and
Loving embrace.

Mother can you
See your reflection?
Love mirrors love when
We come face to face.

Heaven’s likeness
Come by my cradle:
This is a story
All about grace.


To our mothers, fathers, grandparents, and children (both born and unborn). I give thanks every day for the ones who loved me and my husband into an understanding of God’s grace, so that we are now able to do the same for our own little miracles. To quote from Les Mis: “To truly love another is to see the face of God.” Amen.


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This is the way the summer smells:
Of grass and green and rain warmed over,
Of garden gnomes collecting clover
About their feet like cockle shells.

This is the way the south wind tells
The lungs to take in deeper breaths,
The air to plunge to greater depths,
And cast its scented spells.

If you could bottle chapel bells
And blend them in with sandy beaches,
Rose-bush buds and juicy peaches,
Then that would be how summer smells.

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