Taking a break from the barley,
Gone back to a can of gnarley…
Back to “CHEF B.”
He has a fresh pear on the side,
To nosh in nutritional pride…
He needs fruit
To do more that toot,
And get on his stomach’s good side!
Water of life pour over me
Cleanse me and fill my soul.
Lord only you can set me free,
Living water make me whole.
Like rain falling from the sky
Your blessing rain down on me.
Lord I praise your name on high,
You mean everything to me.
Your word is manna for my soul
It is my strength when I’m weak.
Holy Shepherd you are in control,
I long for every word you speak.
Boldly I stand your word my sword,
As I walk among the pain and strife.
I rejoice knowing you are my Lord,
Your very blood has given me life.
Living Water has washed me clean.
Carl A. Gooch ~ 29 March 2017
Poor daffodils bent over by snow,
Bending flower buds to the ground…
Freezing temperatures plant fluids slow
Until warming sun comes around.
Making do, asleep on mulch
Earth;’s children wait for the day….
When they’ll rise and blossom at last
Like children come out to play!
Tree and bush wait patiently
For eventual thaw…
Then the end of cold winds shall be,
Blooming colors will awe!
In the Common room…
I can view,
Sitting positions assume!
Three neighbor friends,
Don’t have to pretend…
What they feel
This time real,
Worthy to attend.