It is also an opportunity to stop and give thanks for everything we have, tally the good things in life we have experienced, and remember those we have loved and lost.
Today, I am making a list, and checking it many times to ensure I haven't left off a single person I remember in life who helped mold me to be the caring person I am today. To thank that person, present or past for making an impact on my life that hopefully has allowed me to impact the lives of others. In this emotionally draining event, I especially want to start with my thanks to God, my heritage, and everyone who touched my life and made it possible for me to love and care as much as I do for the kindness of others, and the love shared by so many.
I celebrate this event with two poems I have written:
I wish everyone a very Happy Holiday and a Blessed New Year!
My Best Friend
Spoken with my best friend,
Shared my every thought.
He has always been there to listen,
No judgmental actions at all.
Think he never listens,
I've heard his gentle voice,
"That faux pas wasn't so bad,
You'll make a better choice."
Listening to my best friend,
He never turns me away,
I know his love and kindness
Is guiding me along the way.
My best and dearest friend is kind,
He's always waiting in the shadows,
To help me clearly understand my life,
He watches over me . . . that's right!
Always feeling safe and loved,
No matter where I am.
Who, you ask, is my dearest friend?
Why it's God! Who else could care this much?
© 2014-2017 by Lee Christine Brownlee.
Winter begins its final show,
And Spring begins its start.
From blossoms to falling leaves,
Sunshine to falling ice and snow.
The melting snow piles,
Swept to the side of the road.
The ground exhibiting growth,
Of blossoms to behold.
Trees sprouting their leaves,
And flower buds appearing to blossom.
New branches spreading their arms,
Welcoming each day's dawn.
Darkness appears later each day,
While dawn is delayed each morning.
Earth continues to revolve,
And life continues to evolve.
Precious moments to behold,
Appearing without warning.
Life's beautiful memories,
Bursting with excitement.
The temperature has increased,
And the birds begin chirping.
They have hung out their nests to dry,
And returning to their family life.
The squirrels have come out of hiding,
Climbing and scrambling in the trees.
The old hoot owl is perched,
Out of our view and reach.
Spring is heading our way,
And nature is awakening to a rebirth.
The outdoors are alive and well,
Welcoming the joy of a fresh start.
©2015-2017 by Lee Christine Brownlee.