Spring Is Everywhere

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Simple Things

It's the simple things in life that gives me such great pleasure. My hearts treasures, my favorite things. Childhood memories, forever etched in my heart, have helped to shape who I am. I spent a lot of time at this old well, drinking from a chipped white porcelain pail, trimmed with bright red, and a matching dipper. They sit in my kitchen today, and sometimes at my cabin. The old nest box my grandpa placed on the fence post have sheltered many a little bluebird family. Watching the sun set from the front porch of my grandparents home, now my parents home, is a perfect way to end the day. Napping on a bed of leftover fall leaves as the soft rays shine thru the tree tops, covering me with a warm sunshine blanket. Isn't life full of small miracles. Life's simplest things, a moment.... An instant.... can leave heartshaped footprints in our life. I am thankful for simple things and the treasures of my heart I love to share with you.

High School Baseball

I love watching my son pitch and play shortstop. This is a very bad picture coz I took it with my cell. Here he is pitching against South Central.
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Spring's Melody (repost)

This is a repost of a poem I wrote a couple years ago. Many times you will find blips here and there, I've never claimed to be an editor, lol. But I am a writer.

Spring's Melody

Springtime is only a glimpse

of the glory of God

The sunshine silently shouts

"AWAKE"-- his rays applaud

The redbud trees blush

as painted leaves burst forth

The flaxen lilies proclaim

that life is now reborn

Children's joy is heard

as a choir from above

A mother's heart assured

like the nesting dove

A gentle rain drifts in

on clouds of somber hue

The sun whispers goodnight

as his day is through

The great Oak stills himself

as his leaves breathe a sigh

The nightingale lulls me to sleep

with a babys lullaby

Copyright 2010 Mikki Jo Polly Howard

Springtime "Spring's Melody" Repost

Reposting this poem I wrote....

Springs Melody

Springtime is only a glimpse

of the glory of God

The sunshine silently shouts,

"AWAKE"--- his rays applaud

The redbud trees blush

as painted leaves burst forth

The flaxen lilies proclaim

that life is now reborn

Children's joy is heard

as a choir from above

A mother's heart assured

like the nesting dove

A gentle rain drifts in

on clouds of somber hue

The sun whispers goodnight

as his day is thru

The great Oak stills himself

his new leaves breathe a sigh

The nightingale lulls me to sleep

with a baby's lullaby

Copyright 2010 Mikki Jo Polly Howard

Rebirth and Renewal

This is what is so beautiful about Springtime! I think it's such a marvelous miracle. Out from under those dead leaves pops up these beautiful little wildflowers. Spring is like a soul being born again. Dead and lost until the spirit of Christ brings life. It's like a christian who has lost their way, He brings renewal. Resurrection for our soul that was dead. Isn't it something that God chose Springtime to raise His son from the dead? No coincidence in this. He gently reminds us with the renewal of life in Springtime that there is indeed life after death. Life everlasting. Thank you Lord.
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My Little Chicken Farmer

Me and my grandson Owen went to buy him some chicks today. He's really excited and can't wait til they start laying eggs. We had such fun picking them out.
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