[JustAmy]

6-20-04
Graphic by MamaBear

I am a little church(no great cathedral)
- e. e. cummings -

I am a little church(no great cathedral)
far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities
-I do not worry if briefer days grow briefest,
I am not sorry when sun and rain make April

My life is the life of the reaper and the sower;
my prayers are prayers of earth's own clumsily striving
(finding and losing and laughing and crying)children
whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness

Around me surges a miracle of unceasing
birth and glory and death and resurrection:
over my sleeping self float flaming symbols
of hope,and I wake to a perfect patience of mountains

i am a little church(far from the frantic
world with its rapture and anguish)at peace with nature
-I do not worry if longer nights grow longest;
I am not sorry when silence becomes singing

Winter by spring, I lift my diminutive spire to
merciful Him Whose only now is forever:
standing erect in the deathless truth of His presence
(welcoming humbly His light and proudly His darkness)

[JustAmy]

Graphic by MamaBear

Dads

Dads are not the speciallest things that ever came to be,
They only seem to be that way to everyone, and me.
My own dad was a giant, when I was two feet tall,
But as I grew, he never seemed to get to being small.

I learned new ways to measure. Wish I could measure up.
Best I could do was making sure that I drank from his cup.
He never had an enemy, because he was a friend.
Whoever needed help somehow he had it there to lend.

He was not a wealthy man. He worked hard just to get by,
And when someone had a challenge he said, “Let’s give it a try.”
He never feared a failure. He knew we learned that way,
He made sure that he could look proudly on his day.

He gave me living lessons, in what to do and be.
He knew just by being there he’d make a man of me.
I know that there are places, where fathers have gone by,
That’s why when someone needs me I say, “Let’s give it a try.”

I show them what I learned from him, and why I cared so much,
And why I know that every child still needs a father’s touch.
So if you can please try to put your arms around your Dad,
And tell him he’s the best one any kid has ever had.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . June 19, 2004
© 2004

[The Mayor]

Be tenderhearted, be courteous; not returning evil for evil . . . , but on the contrary blessing. -1 Peter 3:8-9

The best thing you spend on your children is your time.

[Alamo-Girl]

Thank you for the beautiful poem!

[Victoria Delsoul]

Hi everybody! Happy Father's Day.

It's a Dad kind of thing to protect you and see
that the world treats you right,
To offer his willing assistance
any hour of the day or the night,

It's a dad kind of thing to stand by you
if one of your bubbles should burst,
To make sure you know you're important
and know that with him you come first,

To give you his all but still wonder
if there's something more he could do...
It's a dad kind of thing to keep showing
that he'll always be there for you.

Even though I'm on my own,
there's still a place in my heart
where I'll always be your little girl.
I Love You Daddy....

-- Author Unknown

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

Lovely graphic and poem.