Two Poems written by Joan Adams Burchell - both copyright
Blessings
For all the moonbeams
that light the night
and stardust that
mystifies,
For sunshine that
warms and makes us smile
so sadness leaves
our eyes;
For gentle rain and
flakes of snow
that mother earth
drinks in
And then returns,
a thousand-fold,
larder for our bin;
For coloured sunsets
at day's end
or a sunrise beginning
day,
For painted leaves
that silently fall
when autumn comes
our way;
For rivers and lakes
and mountain-tops,
and trees that clean
the air -
Nature is forever
and I'm thankful
for blessings so
rare.
***
My Thanksgiving
To watch the sun, rise or set,
is all I need to see;
To watch the stars salute the moon
is still a mystery.
When summer flowers blush with
bloom and breezes make them sway;
When leaves are brushed with autumn
colours, it takes my breath away.
All this, and more, makes life
worthwhile and joy fills my heart.
Life is how you greet each day,
and know that of it you're a part.
Thankful am I for a heart so full
on this Thanksgiving day;
I offer my humble words of praise
when I bow my head to pray.
