A Belated Birthday Wish (Written for a Friend)

There once was a birthday wish meant just for you,

It was happy, but flighty you see.

And so as that birthday wish headed your way,

It simply got stuck in a tree!

A sweet tweety bird picked it up to help out

But carried it so far away

That your great happy birthday wish was a bit lost.

That wish, with its kind things to say.

It knew it was for you, and it couldn’t be stopped

It looked for you both high and low.

And finally the birthday wish had an idea

Of exactly the way it should go.

So here it is late, though still happy and flighty,

Knowing good wishes always are wanted.

I hope it brings joy, whether tiny or mighty.

After all of the places it jaunted.

 

Anniversary #34 (A couple of years ago)

                                                    

The Green Truck -- Mentioned as "not a car" in the Poem.

Things Were Different Then

And yet the same.

It was a nice morning when you came

To pick me up in your orange car

To take us to the temple that wasn’t all that far.

My hair was longish.

Now it’s short.

If you looked at our bank accounts

There wasn’t much there to report.

The car broke a lot

And our current cars do not (truck is not a car!)

Our apartment was tiny

And not all that nice.

But we lived there just fine.

It just had to suffice.

The blue house in contrast is a bit shocking

And we can welcome guests

whenever they come a knocking.

We had zero children

And now we have 6

And now we’ve added in-laws

And Brigham to the mix.

Our parents were younger

(Of course we were too)

And we could not imagine the things we would do.

The troubles were many

The blessings are more.

And I’m ever so grateful

You knocked on my door!

Happy Anniversary #34

I love you very much.

Sherie

An Eye Of Faith

 (Written Sept. 2019)

A picture I took this year (2025) of a Butterfly

When I was a child I tried to walk on water.

But walking on water was impossible for me.

So how do I know that Jesus walked on water?

And that He has the power to calm the raging sea?

With an eye of faith I can believe and understand

That if He were calling to me

I could walk to Him, and if I sank,

He would save me from the sea.

How do I know that He is the creator?

How can I know he healed the lame and made the blind to see?

And how as the world seems now so full of darkness,

Can I believe in a light so strong it can light the way for me?

With an eye of faith I can imagine and believe

That Jesus made a butterfly for me;

Creating a gentle winds and majestic mountains

And giving me light to see.

How in a world with many, many voices

Shouting loudly how they think that things should be

Can I hear the quiet voice of the Holy Spirit

Gently speaking of a Savior that came to rescue me?

With an eye of faith I can see Christ on the water

As He walks through the waves to-wards me

And though the wind is raging all around

I can hear His voice calming me.

When I was a child I tried to walk on water.

But walking on water was impossible to me.

But now I know that Jesus walked on water

And with an eye of faith His power comes to me.

A Poem to Derek from Anniversary #31 (a while back)

         

My Former Garden That Is Mentioned in the Poem

31 Years

For 31 years you’ve put up with me now

I mean, I am super great so I understand how

Still it is quite a feat to endure all those tears

That have fallen down my face for those 31 years

And I walk kind of slow which is not very taxing

And might be kind of boring, and way too relaxing

But I keep plodding on for as long as I can

And enjoy my time walking by my handsome man!

The cooking is tolerable, but not very fine

And I really don’t cook for you all of the time

But there’s food in the house that is decent to eat

And I occasionally make a crock pot full of meat!

You’ve done lots of writing for grand puppet shows

And the Princess is a beauty as everyone knows

And her voice, while quite squeaky can be kind of fun

At least if her part is not a singing one!

Our family has grown both in numbers and size

And often I find that you are very wise.

Our patience has grown from the practice we got

And we’ve had good adventures.  We have fun a lot.

Our yard is quite pretty from the work we have done

And sometimes our house projects are kind of fun

At least the result is good most of the time

And we have a garden that I sometimes call mine!

We’ve had hills and valleys in this life that we live

And I’m always impressed with all that you give

In blessings and prayers, in money and fun

In time and attention in the rain or the sun.

I love you so much, and I know you love me

And that is the way that it really should be.

So on this anniversary number thirty one

I am very grateful for all that you’ve done.

I’m thankful that I get a life by your side.

And you must admit that it is quite a ride!

We are very blessed and without further ado

I wish a very happy anniversary to you!

Love from, Sherie