In the middle of the night, I roll over and write The words that I hear Are always loud and quite clear Golden nuggets they are For my readers both near and far.

In the middle of the night I roll over and write Words that recall encounters, engagements, Reunions with family and friends. They encourage and spread cheer. There’s always a message in there.

In the middle of the night, I roll over and write. Sometimes it’s an anagram to a friend Celebrating a birthday or on the mend: Words that echo a special message Or paraphrase a scripture passage.

In the middle of the night I roll over and write. Golden nuggets spoken with love Sent from the Father above Through the medium of poetry and mirth To His people here on earth.

THIS DO IN REMEMBRANCE OF ME

He said "Eat of this bread It represents my body broken for you." And,"Drink of this cup It represents my blood shed for you." When you come together (After forgiving your brother)

Your brokeness and your bruises Will be hung on a tree Real soon, on Calvary. But the blood I will shed From my side and my head Will heal you immediately.

We do it as often as we would And whenever we could. The broken body and shed blood Was the ultimate sacrifice Made by our Savior, The Christ For forgiveness of sins

HUGS

To Brea on her 7th birthday