Happy New Year
The showers of the season come to an end
Nestled in the beginning of new
And proclaiming a few resolutions
Is the mark of the path that is traveled
In mind and spirit on this last,
dearest day of the year
Join me in a fashion that exploits
A triumph of happinesss
And declares this year as the best yet
Allowing all sadness to part
What touches this art
Is only daring and is usually cheering
To the blooming of new memories
Lets prepare for a year
Of fulfillment and let it reach
Into the sea of divinity
And let our futures be many full
Of dreams that manifest as we breathe
You’ll be missed, Dale
When the pillars fall of life
You could always count on dale
The heavens rise
For his entrance
And the angels tell of his stories
So plenty and full of glory
His love is left to be
Awakened with each tear we shed
In this promise of everlasting
Dynasty of design
Ringing to the temples of the most high
Conclusions comes to sorts
Manifesting in what forgives us at our core
And blossoms and pours our spirit of life
In an elite power of sanctity
Thinking we have cherished
Dale to the fullest
Honoring his memories
And giving way to the quilt of compassion
For the lives he touched
Dale’s memoir is full of serving
And only the rainbows
can only tell his tales
without Dale
we’re forced to reach higher
For our Lord
We implore thee and Thank thee
For Granting Dales life
He will be dearly missed
And his stream of love
Is ever-flowing through divinity
Fill thy heart with gladness
And suffer thy will with happiness
Happiness that stretches to the sky
And fulfillment that marches
to a beat within
I make amends with my past
But you can always contest this
The glory sits in a realm of a story
That is told when I am long gone
And it precludes hostility and chances lost
It summons the sun and
Is won in the passion recognized
With how I lived
The fountain mingles with the ocean
And the seas with the rivers
The winds of the heaven mix forever
Leaving rays on the blossoming flowers
With such sweet emotion
All things by the law divine are lovely
Nothing is single
One moves the other
So spirits intertwine
Why not I with thine?
The mountains kiss the heavens
The hills kiss the pastures
The winds cling to one direction
The shutter of sins brings forgiveness
To the sunlight that clasps the land
The moonbeams kiss the oceans
As sentiment stirs within
Oh how we delight in the majestic
What is all this sweet worth
If though kiss not me?
When he pressed his lips to hers
An ease fell upon her as if her needs
And truest desires had been met
His hand cascaded down her arm
She noticed he had been teasing
with her strap
To her satin dress
Her dress fell to her feet
Although she lay bare
He wrapped her within his tender words
The love that spilled from his mouth
Met her as his lips touched her breast
His flame was kindled and she never felt more
Enraptured by his delight
she claims, “This must be like heaven”
She walks in beauty
Like the night
Of a cloudless, starry sky
The crescent moon shadows
what soon comes with light
And an ache for ratification
Presents a tease with her soul
A unity commenced in forgiveness
Reaches past the hour and indulges
In the heavens above
She walks in beauty
And follows the sun
That lightens o’er her face
Glistening rays seeking a grace
Fulfills her smile serenely expressing thoughts
How pure, how dear their dwelling place
So soft, so calm, so eloquent
Her mouth wakes at each moment of inspiration
As the mountain peaks in goodness
Drifting desire by sea
Reaching for divinity
Pleasing the warmth within
A heart whose love is innocent
Gleaming with insight
And possessing righteousness
The Gift of Jesus
The warm sigh of mother Mary
Carrying her newborn
This splendid day of delivery
enchants us all
Christmas is not only a day
Of giving
It hosts undying love for our father
Who adores us all
Rejoicing in hallelujahs
Is what meets the brilliant morn
It seems beauty not only rests in
The white snow, but the bows and presents
That offer sentiment behind
commemorating our majesty
with love for all
