Think Before You Speak

A seed is planted
A vine grows there
Shall it be flowers
or ever be bare?
As a word is spoken
A thought grows there
Shall it be one of kindness
Or cause some one to despair?

Choose well your seed
When your vine grows there
It shall ever have flowers
It shall never be bare
Choose well your words
ANd as thoughts grow there
Let there always be kindness
And cause no one to despair.

The Old Fisherman

The Changing Year

With the worst winter of the century
but a thing of the past
For neither the good or the bad
for ever shall last

Now the return of all life
with a God given birth
Shall spread across the land
from a seemingly barren earth

The birds with their songs
will fill the spring air
To gladden our hearts
driving away all despair

One more cycle of life
with a year has passed by
Which may shall never change
though it is certain he will try.

The Old Fisherman