Jonathan Holeman

Ageless Beauties
~for Kenndra

Each day fades over the shining hillside
As we travel pathways of highs and lows
With sunlights and shadows to be our guide
Time, like an ocean full of ebbs and flows

Each month a current in the raging seas
Crashing upon shores of shimmering sands
With grains of memories that hold the keys
To all that a heart has held in its hands

Each year a blossom that withers away
Then floating down to return to the ground
Fragrant and colorful fading to grey
Mingled with dust, rested, silent, and sound

Each life a vast expanse of eternity
Ageless and beauteous, for all who can see.

{Jonathan Holeman}

Bobby Geans

Grandfather Awakens Me Each Morning

As I sit here and rock
And observe that old clock.

He takes me back in time.

He awakens me each morning
With a most beautiful chime.

He is always there
With his back to the wall.

With his old cobweb hair and beard,
Old dusty face and rusty hands.

His pendulum squeaks,
But that's because he's antique.

And I'm sure he'll be around,
Until the end of time.

{Bobby Geans}