Dreams from the Meadow -by Lois Macdonald

Dream of sweetness, it’s all around
While in the meadow, hear every sound
From brown-feathered larks singing
Notes played, heart-strings ringing
With all the charm nature brings.

A scurrying little grey velvet mouse
Runs round and round and round about
He perks his ears and watches me
Lay ever so still, and you will see
He will quickly vanish, one, two, three.

The tall grass parts and out he pops
With a bushy tail, it’s a coy red fox
He studies me with his golden eyes
Standing timidly, for he’s awfully shy
Soon he’ll disappear, with no goodbye.

Watching bumblebees while they dance
From flower to flower, not by chance
Monarch butterflies join in, to enhance
This vision of beauty and romance
Now charms me into, a dreamy trance.

I Tossed My Veggies -by Lois Macdonald

I tossed my veggies
Counting 1,2,3
First came the broccoli
Next came the peas
And counting 4,5,6
I threw in celery sticks
Until the whole concoction
Made me feel quite sick!

Counting on to 7
With an 8 and 9
Mixing in green lettuce
Made it look like slime
But when I finally reached 10
Mother brought the dressing
And with sweet relief
I cried out “What a blessing!”

So, the moral of this story
Is those veggies are good
While most are delicious
Only one tastes like wood
Don’t feed it to your dog
Nor your cat or canary
And never take a bite of
A veggie that turns hairy!

Now please put on a smile
Wipe away that frown
When you chew real hard
They usually go down so

Just plug up your nose
Close your eyes real tight
Toss those veggies back
Until they’re out of sight!

More Kid Humour:  https://heavensjoylatte.com/childrens-poems/

Happy Endings -by Lois Macdonald

I adore “happy endings.” Those stories that begin with you riveted to your seat hoping the damsel in distress will be carried off into the sunset, by the undefeated white knight. Or films that capture your breath holding it suspended in mid-air while the underdog claws his way to the top of the very last obstacle, and escapes from a dull, tedious life of complacency, and propels into an ocean filled with grand adventures. Those epic movies from the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s set the stage for “happy endings” by believing that audiences would leave their theaters with a smile on their faces and a song in their hearts. They transformed ordinary days by weaving us into their colorful world of endless possibilities. Leading roles were built on the premise that integrity and high standards would be the necessary ingredients for good to gain victory over the villain, evil. Evidence that “Father,” did know best, “Lassie” always found her way back home, and “Happy Days” found a home in everyone’s heart across North America. These “happy endings” were morally bound, and while life wasn’t perfect, hope was their inspiration. It was quite natural that I would eventually find myself immersed in the unrivaled stories of the Bible. They were based on overcoming hurdles, filled with hope and endless possibilities, rescuing those needing a white knight and written by the Creator of all good things.

“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.” James 1:17 (NIV).

“The Bible. The greatest love story of all times. Its pages are filled with promises that have never been broken, hope for today and tomorrow, and best of all, it has a happy ending.”-by Lois Macdonald.

A New Day and a New Year -by Lois Macdonald

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Peace -by Lois Macdonald

A Hero Lives Within -By Lois Macdonald

A cry for a hero shatters the silence. Heads peek out from behind their “selfies” and begin snapping pictures. A sprinkling of “self-made” independents glance vaguely down their noses but soon return to their agendas. Handfuls of bi-standers want to respond but are immobilized, lacking “self-worth.” Others are too exhausted to help, after years of wrestling with “self-pity,” and the emergency is ignored altogether by the “self-absorbed.” The fashionably dressed, “self-centered” shake their heads, annoyed with the disruption. These egotists hold firmly to the belief that it’s every man or woman for themselves, and “self” rules! Life, however, centered around “me,” has little room or desire to nurture our budding heroes of tomorrow.

The value of “selfless” might not meet today’s standards for popularity, but it is certainly at the heart of being a hero. The “selfless” will sacrifice their time, money, and sometimes even their lives, to save others. Courageous people whom we might never have noticed before, and yet miraculously there they are, when tragedy strikes. Perhaps the most heroic of all are those individuals who genuinely pray for their enemies or sponsor a starving child they might never meet. Heroes are humble servants who faithfully man the soup kitchens and befriend the homeless. Those brave men and women who put on a uniform and fight for our rights and freedom. If we want our children to discover the hero living inside of them, teach them the worth of loving the unlovable, befriending the outcast, having the heart of a servant, and of caring for the sick and needy. Teach them to follow the example of Jesus. The One who sacrificed himself for you and me. Jesus, the original Superhero!

More Heroes: https://heavensjoylatte.com/disabled-or-mislabeled/

WEEP FOR THE FOREST -by Lois Macdonald

From first thought to creation
By our Omnipotent Holy King
Forests are now being recreated
In the minds of our blind genius
Treed shelters born out of Agape
God’s purest Love of all Loves
Are left barren and dismantled
To line the pockets of mankind.

Gone forever are yesterday’s
Emerald moss-covered forests
The dull droning of machinery
Has sadly silenced her call
Nature’s home for the innocent
Woodland guardian of babes
Now lays helplessly watching
As her young try to survive.

Serenity is lost and buried under
Miles and miles of concrete pallets
Chaos reigns from man’s throne
Announcing in a high fevered pitch
That all God’s governing laws
Have been burned in man’s fires
As his pride, greed, and power
Abort his conscience for science.

How ambitious were world leaders
Who traded clean air for smog
What inventors filled the blue sky
With their gadgetry and new toys
Will we deny each of our promises
To secure a greener tomorrow
What will we say to all our children
About the forests, we left to die?

POEMS & QUOTES by Lois Macdonald


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A True Friend -by Lois Macdonald

A friend. Whether her face could launch a thousand ships like Helen of Troy, or could sink a battleship, either way, the gentle spirit of a true friend fills that empty void in your heart, and makes it whole. To you she is beautiful. Her arrival is always perfectly timed, for just when you are struggling to keep your head above water, Heaven opens its grand doors and tosses you a lifeline. A friend. Her many virtues are woven so tightly together that they will never break even under pressure. This new loyal companion has signed on board for the long-haul. Her sunny disposition wraps you in a warm blanket of unconditional love. A safe haven free of judgment, jealousy or self-centeredness, where you can expose your deepest innermost feelings and not be afraid. Her heart will ache when yours aches. She will celebrate your successes, without a hint of envy. Discretion is her middle name as she guards your secrets and confidences under lock and key. Yes, this friend is as close to an angel as you will encounter here on earth, but the best part is, she comes with a spontaneous sense of humor that can erupt at the strangest moments making even the dullest days, magical!

So whether your face could launch a thousand ships like Helen of Troy, or possibly sink a battleship, a true friend will make you feel beautiful inside and out.

More Readings on Friendship:  https://heavensjoylatte.com/be-my-neighbour-by-lois-macdonald/