RANDY ARRIVES by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillOn Saturday, the third of September, just before Labor Day –You entered St. Joseph hospital for a brief but welcomed stay.Just a few minutes past noon time your face was lighted with joy –For there at the nursery room window was your own new born baby boy.They no more then… Read More RANDY ARRIVES by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
Friend Sings by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillYour Jeannie, just the other day –Did quite a thing now – I must say.She’s awful busy – this we know –And always running to and fro’.She goes to work – sends Dee to school –Takes Nick to his sitter – as a rule.Then home from work – she starts… Read More Friend Sings by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
RACIAL SEGREGATION by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillRacial segregation seems a problem in this land –You read about it daily and you hear of it firsthand.In a country such as this one, don’t you think it awfully small –America was founded for liberty and justice for all.I think that we should all go back to our country’s… Read More RACIAL SEGREGATION by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
THE BEACH REST by Katherine Cary PlaceWe meet at the rest By the side of the seaAnd old or new friend Whichever they beWe visit and laugh Tell a story of twoAnd shuffle the cards Just as old comrades doIt’s pathetic to see them So crippled and oldBut their salt of the earth Their hearts… Read More THE BEACH REST by Katherine Cary Place
THE LILLY by Katherine Cary PlaceDown in the city, close to the river. Where poverty, squalor and crime are rife,Close to the bank where the mud is blackest, A tiny leaflet sprang to life.The warm spring rains, the soft spring sunshine, The gentle winds and morning dew:Each helped it struggle to glorious promise, Till a… Read More THE LILLY by Katherine Cary Place
THE FOLKS BACK HOME by Katherine Cary PlaceIt is great out here where I am, There are flowers everywhere,There’s a fragrance wafted on the breeze, Like a softly spoken prayer.The grass is green and cool, And all the sky is blue,With fleecy clouds a’moving, And the suns a’shining throughBright birds are gaily singing, When first… Read More THE FOLKS BACK HOME by Katherine Cary Place
SONGS OF PRAISE by Katherine Cary PlaceUp on the top of a tall pine tree, The cardinal sang to the sun,This is a wonderful place to be, And oh, the glory that I can see,From the bough I am sitting on.The willow tree on the river bank,Rustles its leaves of green,Oh this wonderful place to… Read More SONGS OF PRAISE by Katherine Cary Place
OWLS by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillI went shopping down the street –And I found many things to greet.Some were pretty – some were plain –All were very glad I came.Each one seemed to say to me –Take me home and let me be –A gift you’ll give a friend or else –Let me sit upon your… Read More OWLS by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
SOMETHING IS WRONG by Katherine Cary Place Something is wrong at our house, Something big and sad,We have lost the art of smiling, The art to make one glad.The sky is blue as ever, And Sweeter the thrushes song,But out at the place that we call home, There is something decidedly wrong.Out here it’s fine,… Read More SOMETHING IS WRONG by Katherine Cary Place
My Gold by Gaylia Kenslow StogsdillThe scattered dots of gold across the lawns –Are treasures that we each may look upon –They are the gifts of God, of time, of space –And it is not the right of man – to here misplace –For by the wind – their seed is scattered thus –A message… Read More My Gold by Gaylia Kenslow Stogsdill
Ramblings of an Old Coot 