May 9
Anymore
Take me places where the waters kiss the sand
Holding my love in the palm of your hand
There are no bitter tears
In this forlorn and forsaken land
But we haven’t got one anymore
The water carried it from the shore
Deep water and despair
I see it sinking over there
The sea salt dissolves the text
I fear it comes for my soul next
Salvations not hear anymore
The water carried it from the shore
Take me places where the waters kiss the sand
Holding on hand-to-hand
There are frozen years
Coldest heart and solid tears
The sun will thaw it all one day
But not before we’re carried away
May 9
Friend, Wife, and Mother
Gifted and granted to each one of us
We focus our love and admiration
Today we honor her and the lofty goal
She possesses God’s greatest station
Selflessly she trades her life
So that we may each obtain
Everything we want or need
And she pays the price with pain
Longing after the best for us
Her desires are put on hold
She tempers every disappointment
And warms us in the cold
I gained much more than friend and wife
Committing my life to hers
For she raises my children every day
And gives hers life for theirs
Encore
Quietly she whispers that she loves each one of us
In every breath she takes each day
Reflecting on the gifts she gives
Her love is something wondrous
She watches every step we take
In concern and fiercest contemplation
For she seeks to save us from harm and wrong
As we navigate each station
Her time is not her own you see
She gives it to each one of us
Keeping her words and tears at bay
Until we need her support and loving trust
Then she covers our cheek and fills our ears
With soothing evocation
Standing near in case we need
Her strength and admiration
These words can only describe one person
And in compare there is no other
The lady described in detail you see
Is my children’s God gifted mother