The mower’s been put away with care, the snow blower’s ready to do its share.
Another poem by William D. May from Chicago
What are our plans for the Feast this year?
Is it all on travel, food and and cheer?
I have enjoyed the poetry of William D. May of Chicago. It has an uplifting and encouraging tone. This is SUMMER. More to follow.
The grass is growing, the trees sprouting leaves and the days are now sunny.
Bees are humming and gathering nectar to make honey.
Oh, to be in Texas
Now that spring is there,
With bluebonnets and daffodils
And golden sunbeams in her hair.
This is the Way - Walk Ye In It
This is the Way of God above
It's the language of ”Everlasting Love”
THE LOOKING GLASS
When I realize how my life's been spent
Making a self-image for the world to see,
And how that picture has now been rent
By God's assessment of what makes me, me,
As I sat on my porch in the cool of the day
I heard wild geese calling,
High in the air, with the wind in their wings,
Their echoing voices falling.