The Whimsical Ways of a Wondering Weasel

The whimsical ways of a wondering weasel

Have perplexed all those who know him

His indifference abounds

As he runs all around

In the forest

Where parents abhor him

white and brown long-fur animal

But the lace-ladened lady

Who visits these woods

Believes that his antics are awesome

From that which is pure

A lighthearted cure

For the rest who refuse to blossom

white and gray weasel

So, if in the woods of magical beings

Where clear eyes can see what’s before them

Praise Him high above

For sharing His love

Through a creature

Who we know adores Him

A BROKEN HEARTED STREAM… a poem

As I lay here drowning in my sorrows

And I wonder why my dreams did not come true

I reflect upon my yesterdays – not tomorrows

Because the greatest gift I had in life – was you

Oh, the cliff that I was on was so much higher

So much higher than I had ever dreamed

And this fall from grace has shattered me to pieces

Now I lie here in a broken hearted stream

gray concrete mini bridge during daytime

PEACE AND SERENITY… a poem of faith

When I buy the farm

I don’t want to barter

No wrangling around

Or worse, a non-starter

I just hope to go

And join those before me

Hang out with my dad

And Jesus, he knows me

field of green grass

See uncles and aunts

Grandparents and cousins

Meet all the relatives

Angel’s wings buzzin’

And big fluffy clouds

All under my feet

Smiles all around

Yeah, what a retreat

long exposure photography of white cloud

One that will last

From now to infinity

Yes, that’s what I want

Peace and serenity

body of water and seashore

HORIZONS… a poem

areal photography of ocean

Don’t count me in

I’m leaving again

Your horses are dragging me down

Like clouded sun rays

You ruin my days

I don’t want to see you around

But the only way out

And away from your pout

Is for me to go back out to sea

Where the air is much fresher

Without you and your pressure

Just horizons that beckon to me