The Gift

written by: Janette Marie
© 2010 Janette Marie

A Christmas gift you may not find
wrapped up beneath the tree this year
Hopes and dreams sometimes seem
bleak and out of reach
Trust dear Child that all will be
all that God promises this day.

You are a Light given to my heart
a Spotlight for the World to see
He's Promised Light and Love to you
if only you Believe.

Reach out your heart into the world
Share your Love and your Light
Give of yourself to those in need
much more than you yourself

Receive the JOY that comes to you
beyond your treasured hopes and dreams
find that what lies out there for you
is the greatest gift of all

You yourself are the greatest gift
a gift of Love created by God
As you give of yourself
freely from your heart
His Love returns to you ten fold
a treasure worth a heart of Gold.

Moments

written by
Janette Marie © 2010 Janette Marie

Moments when I see....
A baby
A young child
an elephant
an amusement park
hear the sound of music in the air
A Red Rose
The colorful Sunrise and Sunsets
a breathtaking Moon
Moonlight
Sunlight
Umbrellas
Rainbows
Stars
Movies
Majestic trees
a colorful leaf
a butterfly
A hat
A glove
silly shoes
a smile
a tear
candy or
popcorn
the snow
silence in the air
a book
a comic
sunglasses
curly hair
someone dancing
anything Red
my heart beating
a diamond

I think of you.

Mama

written by: Janette © 2010 Janette Marie
12/3/10

Oh, Mama, how could you leave
four of your six were still in the nest
none of us were grown yet
oh, how could you leave us

Too young to care for myself
yet needing to mother the younger
new home, new city, hunger
for the love of my Mother.

Taught to understand
I wasn't in your favor
always feeling dispicable
because I didn't have your favor

If walls could speak my thoughts
if they could tell of my heart
would you care to know
the sacrifce of youth I gave
to survive your flight

Oh, Mama, how could you leave
was your freedom worth the price
yet I love you and I forgive

Weeping Willow

written by: Janette © 2010 Janette Marie


Weeping Williow
why do you weap
Is there someone you're missing
just like me?

Weeping Willow
your branches weap so low
they sweep the ground
and the tops of my feet

Weeping Willow
Oh, so sad
I touch your branches
and I feel your sorrow

Weeping Willow
Why So sad
Is there someone you're missing
just like me?

Brushes and a Dream

written by : Janette © 2010 Janette Marie

I remember a Christmas not long ago
when your name I did not know
My heart has known you are the one
My soul needed to become whole

Traditions like statues
attempt hauntings in the mind
creativity struggles to surface, to light
to fill hearts anew, with a glow, with Love

Dusting away memories
as new ones fall into place
a family of my dreams
a family of my heart

Time is a canvas, empty and new
brushes dipped in hopes and dreams
anxious to create memories in the hearts
matching dreams in the mind
of those daring to dream

I remember a Christmas not long ago
your name I did not know
I've dared to dream a dream of you
a portrait born from hopes and dreams.