Wales' Tales 09/21/15

Days grow shorter,

Mornings cool,

Kids have headed back to school.

Soon the leaves will turn to gold,

As the summer starts to fold

Into autumn’s bold delight

Bringing forth the sense and sight

Of changing season of the year

Warning winter’s drawing near.

But for now the change is fine,

Bring respite down the line,

Filled with smells of harvest time,

As the smoke begins to climb

From the fires of chimneys warm,

Warding off a fall time storm.

Sweaters start to make their scene,

As shorts and swimsuits we must wean,

For days of nineties are now past

Into closets, they are cast.

Soon the smell of burning leaves

Fill the air upon the breeze,

Pumpkins, gourds and mums abound,

Decorating porch and ground,

In the field the corn has dried,

Time to reap the farmer’s pride.

And we know that time draws near,

As the sky shines bright and clear,

For winter’s whisper to begin,

Forcing us to go within

Our homes for shelter from the storm,

Trapped within the college dorm.

But for now, the weather’s great,

Walks in evening makes a date

To be with loved ones, as we stroll,

Holding hands, and feeling whole.

So enjoy the summer’s release,

And feel the gift of autumn’s…

                                                Peace,

                                                                Alex

Wales Tales 08/05/15

It’s good when family has the time

To join for fun and pleasure,

As years go by, and people grow,

Those hours become a treasure.

The laughter, jokes, and silly stuff

Become the source of stories,

That when remembered “long ago”

Recapture faded glories.

For families age as time goes by

And distance may set in,

Before you know

The world has changed,

And hair has then grown thin.

Through the years as eyes grow dim

And brown turns into grey,

The reasons for the gatherings

Will go the other way.

Not weddings, birthdays, baptized kids,

Will be the latest reasons,

For as life moves along the way,

We join for other reasons.

The generations, strong and true,

Will age and pass away,

And those who mourn

Will stop and think

About another day.

When life was new and days were long

And shared time was a gift,

Then days flew by

And years grew short

And thoughts began to drift.

They linger on what once had been,

Of romance, births and joy

Of moments spent in loving arms

What life will oft employ

To teach us of the precious time

That all of us must share,

The minutes that our God does give

To love and hope and care.

And when this earthly time is done

When life itself shall cease,

We see beyond this earthly bond,

Into God’s realm of…

                                    Peace,  

                                                Alex

Wales' Tales 7/7/15

The patter of little feet resounds

Down every hall and stairway,

The children of our day camp week

Might even scare the midway

Of carnivals and circuses

Which bring the big top here,

But just because there’s noise and joy

There’s nothing here to fear.

The kids are learning about God,

And sharing, games and fun,

Exuberance is what they’ve got,

You ought to see them run!

They’re full of life and energy,

And seek to use each moment

To fill the church with joyous noise,

With laughter, shouts and movement.

It’s just five days to do it all.

To fill the week with learning

With waterslide and archery,

Beneath the sun, skin’s burning.

But with the staff of Heartland Camp,

To guide the kids each morning,

There is no time to stop and sit,

Occasionally a warning,

To be the people God intends,

 No bullying or bragging,

Just having fun and being fair,

No grumbling or dragging.

And in the process with the help

Of Trinity volunteers,

Each kid receives the grace of God

To wipe away the tears.

So, as the chaos moves along,

We know the camp will cease,

And in its wake, good memories

And thoughts of love and …

                                    Peace,

                                                Alex

Wales' Tales 7/1/15

Sparklers gleaming in the night

Sky rockets bursting – What a sight!

Firecrackers’ loud report

Just the thing that we resort

To tell the world that we are free,

Free to live as you and me.

Free to seek our path in life,

Free from fear and free from strife,

And within our God blessed land

There are those who proudly stand

To guard the freedom we enjoy,

Ready if they must deploy

To nations near and far away

Never sure how long they’ll stay

Putting life and limb at risk

Asking nothing more than this

That we who live in this fair place

Should find a way to share the grace

That we have promised to each one

Reminding each what was begun

On that Fourth so long ago

Has helped this nation stretch and grow.

The right to speak, and meet and pray

The chance to live in peace each day,

To work and learn, to hope for more,

To find fair treatment under law.

To proudly stand for who we are,

To own a home, to buy a car.

To disagree on issues wide,

To try to see the other side,

Respect the others who might live

A way that’s different and still give

The opportunity to share

The chance to grow, the chance to care.

So take a moment from the fun,

To think about what has been won,

These words of promise will increase

So that the whole world might live in…

                                                Peace,

                                                            Alex