My Title of Liberty

     "In Memory of our God, our religion, and freedom, and our peace, our wives, and our children." - Alma 46:12    


My Poems from November 2007

Poems on this page:
   What I'm Thankful For
   New York Limerick
   The Squirrel

What I'm Thankful For

I'm thankful for the ground
So firm beneath my feet,
The stars that shine above
That in the evening greet,
The sun providing warmth
To all the earth below,
The moon for marking time
With its reflected glow;
For life in great array,
For creatures great and small,
For trees and flowers and grassĖ
I appreciate them all.

For people that I meet
Wheneíer I pass their way,
For opportunities
To bless them every day.
For friends and family too,
Though distant oftí they be,
For every sign of love
Within humanity.

Iím thankful for all blessings,
Of sun, rain, snow, or storm,
For every loving kindness
That keeps me feeling warm;
For every tribulation
And trouble I go through-
I find new strength remains
When each new trialís through

Iím thankful most of all
That God has givín His Son
Who suffered every pain
For us, and victíry won.
He died, and rose again,
And lives eternally,
And intercedes each hour
That we from sin be free.
Iím thankful for the Home
That Heís prepared up there,
And that Heís coming back
To meet me in the air.

November 3, 2007


New York Limerick

There was a young man from New York
Who found himself looking for work.
   Though he looked very hard
   (Never leaving his yard)
His neighbors all thought him a jerk.

November 3, 2007


The Squirrel

The Squirrel will soon be gone from sight
To sleep another Winterís night;
Thoí now heís running to and fro,
His winter food supply to stow.
Shortly heíll be done with that,
And with sufficient stores of fat,
Heíll hunker in some warm dark place
And wait for Spring to show her face.
Then heíll come out again to play
And find the things heís stored away
And be a joy to watch again
As he cavorts in sight of men.

November 23, 2007