My Poems

The Elephant Family

In elephant families the females are the boss                                                                              Choosing a matriarch they are not at a loss                                                                                   The older and experienced one leads the herd                                                                          Walking in a straight line no one gets deterred

The journey is a constant search for food and water                                                           Amazingly that task is left for moms and daughters                                                                                 Young ones hold on to the tails of mothers for protection                                                                         All the adults for there young have such great affection

When family or friends meet, they have such joyful greetings                                              Spinning around, flapping ears, touching trunks, then repeating                                       Surprisingly they love to swim, role around in the water at play                                                       To quench there thirst they will drink up to fifty gallons a day

All the elephants will circle around one that is hurt or weak                                                  Even though they are very large, their disposition is meek                                                  No other animal shares this kind of caring family interaction                                                        That is why we find the elephant such a wondrous attraction

Author Eileen Clark 2022

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Last Wishes

I want to walk down a gravel road
Hear stones crunching under my feet
On one side Daisies and Black Eyed Susan's
On the other a field of swaying wheat

I want to sit at an old picnic table
Near a lake, in the woods, under trees
That shouldn't be asking for too much
There was a time when I did all of these

I want to ride my bike, take a hike
Dig my toes down in hot ocean sand
Smell of nature in all the pasture land
I want to rake up red and yellow leaves

Alas, a finial plea amongst all of these
Is to thank Jehovah one more time on bended knees
Stead in a wheelchair I sit, on my porch, in the breeze

Author Eileen Clark

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Poems

Indian Children

Where we walk to school each day
Indian children used to play-
All about our native land,
Where the shops and houses stand.


And the trees were very tall,
And there were no streets at all,
Not a church and not a steeple-
Only woods and Indian people.


Only wigwams on the ground,
And at night bears prowling round-
What a different place today
Where we live and work and play!

by Annette Wynne

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My Poems ~ Others poems

The Day is Coming

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The Day is Coming
It is a day, a long awaited day  for you and for me,
Jehovah’s glorious day, upon us soon,  for all to see.
It seems so often in the day, every day, it crosses my
mind,
It keeps me going, keeps me knowing, it soon will be
fine.
*
Through out the day, every day, I hear in my head,
Scriptures to calm me, to reassure me, that I am being led.
To a pure and gentle place, with warmth of sun and soft 
misty showers,
Never again  fearing the storms lashing out on us with
violent powers.
*
The day is coming when I will be clean and pure, happy and
whole,
When my body will stand tall and straight, and I won’t be old.
When I will run along side of my family and friends, and kneel  
down to Jehovah to say…..
*
I have waited, and you have kept your promise, reasuring us of
this glorious day,
Thank you Oh Father, may we never again let you down we
pray.
Eileen 2012
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We as Jehovah’s Witnesses believe from scriptures in the Bible that we will be living in a paradise here on this earth forever.

Psalms 37:11 But the meek will possess the earth, and they will find exquisite delight in the abundance of peace.

Knowing this helps me to deal with the arthritis pain and not being able to go for walks in the woods which I use to do often. One day while thinking about Gods promise, this poem came to be.