Mission of Memories
Roll back all the clouds
Turn back all the wind
Hearts winding down
Want to breathe life in
Crank back to stillness
Land of waving wheat
Harvest a gold feeling
Wings upon your feet
Air of enchantments
When life was divine
Tree climbing spirits
Souls willing to climb
Heaven was a vision
Mountain tops reach
Stepping over rocks
God’s will to beseech
Reels of yesteryears
Trunks of treasures
Mission of memories
Worn and weathered
Chapel on the prairie
Welcoming her sheep
Windows for dreams
Promises, God keeps
Butterfly romances
Love that will wed
A life worth living
Hope, a homestead
Look back beyond
Beyond the storms
Back into America
To a vision forlorn
Dried flowers press
Into albums of ages
Broaden your view
Reflect on all pages
In a single thought
Images will inspire
We are the pictures
We hold our desires
©Kathy Paysen 2009
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America
is but a country, if not for the valiant people who lives in it.
I wrote a poem about America 2 months ago... about, how I desired to live and be like an American... until, I realized I am living my own America here in Philippines...
Your poem bleeds your loyalty and love for your country... which, I am happy to also now feel for my own.
As always, good work Kathy!
Looking forward to reading your next ones...
Eric
Mankind's Story
I really enjoyed this Kathy, the style and rhyme is wonderful, as is the pride and sense of belief you portray. We are all a part of the story "We are the pictures" , we all are responsible for what our page contributes to mankind's story as a whole. Inspiring!
Jill