Blessed

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

LOL I almost completely forgot that
this is Sunday.  Being retired and stuck
at home often makes every day to seem
the same 🙂  Anyways,  here I am once
again with more rambling.  It’s been a
circus here.  Do you remember my post
of the snowplows getting stuck in our
driveway because they drove off of it?
Well,  they did it again LOL.  Now we
have 2 deep trenches in front of our
house.  I just got off of the phone with
our landlord and he told me this spring
or summer when ever the snow is gone
he’ll send them down to fix their mess.
So until then I told him to tell them to
not send that enormous plow again to
plow what a small truck with plow on it
can do without much trouble LOL.  He
said he’ll pass along the message,  but
right now he’s in a bad way and needs
some prayer.  He has a mass on his left
lung that he is going in the hospital
to have removed in the next few days.
Calvin (our landlord) is a couple of
years older than Judy and I.  We have
become family.  He said after he gets
done with surgery he will come and
have a cup of coffee with us.  I worry
about him,  but I’m sure that God is
watching over him.  OK,  next topic 🙂
It’s been a little cold the past few days.
Yep,  and our nights have been in the
single digits.  We’ve had a few nights
of 3 F degrees and thereabouts LOL.
It’s 16 F degrees right now at 5 PM
and the low for tonight is supposed to
be 8 F.  We’re expecting 8 to 13 inches
of snow Tuesday.  So I reckon we will
go shopping tomorrow (Monday) so
we won;t have to drive in it.  Of course
we’ve driven in it before without any
troubles,  but why do it if you don’t
need to.  LOL I do though love to
take pictures and videos of our drives
to town when it’s snowing,  but not
much fun for Judy hehehe.  There’s
not much going on in our neck of the
woods or snow as it is this moment 🙂
Nope,  the boys are fast asleep in the
floor between Judy and I,  but I’m sure
that all that would be needed to say
to wake them would be TREATS or
Let’s Go.  They love to get treats just
like I am guessing any dog or for that
matter hehehe person.  They also love
to go for car rides,  but here lately it
has been too cold to bring them with
us,  so they have to stay home.  I’ll
say I’m sorry boys,  you cannot go
with us and open the doggy gate to
the living room and they both head
for their crates and lie down.  They
are always ecstatic when we get home
so I’ll let them out and they’ll come
and run around and jump  and play.
Then as soon as Judy and I begin to
walk towards the house,  they come
running.  They’re good boys hehehe,
when they wanna be.  That’s about all
I can think of at this moment to tell
ya.  God has been good to us as He
always has been.  We feel blessed to
have all that we have as well as each
other.  Yes,  God has protected us
and sent many angels to watch over
us as well as allowed many spirits to
be with us and protect us and guide
us.  We have our fair share of pains
and struggles,  but for the most part
we’re doing well.  Thank You God
for watching over us as You always
have and have taken care of us. We
thank You.  AMEN.  Now I believe
it’s time for me to be looking back
over all that I’ve written here to see
if I can find a good word or phrase
that I can use for the title for today’s
brand new poem.  So,  it’s away I go
to that place of my recollections that
I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE 🙂
I think I may have found me a decent
title a few lines back and now after
checking,  I see that the one word has
not been used yet by itself and so it
looks like it will work.  Here goes…

Blessed

Now and then
we might dream
of many ways
a timeless scene.
We might even
hope and pray
for much better
on another day.
Yet, we’re blessed
to have and feel
seasons sights
that times reveal.
Blessed moments
blessed sights
days of wonders
dreams in nights.
Life and times
of blessed arrays
from God above
for us to gaze.
So be thankful
for every breath
for you surely
have been blessed.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 31,  2021
There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even a bit of my rambling 🙂
Hopefully I’ve put a smile on your face
or at least dimmed the frown a little bit.
It looks like I’ve told you all that I can
think of now to tell ya other than what
I tell you almost every week and that is,
I wrote some more poems and haiku 🙂
Yep,  10 more poems,  but none of them
are Christmas poems.  maybe next week.
I also wrote 22 more haiku for all of the
haiku lovers out there.  I hope you can
find 1 or 2 of either or both that you
like.  Now I do believe it’s time for me
to begin my search for that silly hardly
elusive off switch,  but not before I wish
you a blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,
where is that confounded off switch at
this time?  Looking around the room
at all of its regular hiding spots hehehe.
LOL I saw ya,  peeking out of the box
of lens wipes I have sitting to the left
of me :).  Will you ever learn to stay
still hehehe?  But then if ya did that,
I would be a longer time finding you
which would make me finishing with
my journal a long term voyage LOL.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Take Care

Life is a window
light shines through
giving us chances
to seek a good view.
Looking beyond
what all that we see
moments in time
become our history.
Take care of time
with love and care
and hold on tightly
to a breath of air.
Within a heart
lives love divine
that is numbered
within our time.
It forms a moment
time to breathe
and then a second
time to leave.
Love still lives on
in a spirit’s smile
as light and love
walks down an aisle.
Finding a heartbeat
within a prayer
is how it should be
so always take care.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 25,  2021

Life of Silence

Shadows of time
reflect in our view
as life moves on
from old to anew.
Seasonal windows
open and close
a life of silence
that time bestows.
 As books of ages
pages become seen
words of a window
or timeless dream.
The life of silence
is like a phase
going on and on
within distant days.
The tiniest pond
might show a sight
as a life of silence
daylight and night.
Seasons changing
display designs
often as an echo
our memory finds.
Locate the peace
found deep within
and let to flow
as a seasonal wind.
Now is a moment
maybe intense
yet can maybe
be a life of silence.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 26,  2021

Winters Past

Things we remember
and times we recall
might be of winter
as snowflakes fall.
Found as moments
that time may repeat
with winters past
snow beneath feet.
Centered around life
of a distant array
scenes become dreams
of yet another day.
Our own perceptions
might be as books
pages of our visions
with so many looks.
Read on with a story
and find the words
of the winters past
a lifetime begirds.
Seeming a reflection
that our shadows cast
life can be a mirror
within winters past.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 26,  2021

Waiting For Spring

So many winters
become as a glow
while oh so many
are tired of snow.
Moments we see
might only form
within our minds
that times adorn.
Waiting for spring
as winter subsides
might be a thing
of impatient rides.
Ridden as a bike
pedals to churn
winter becomes a
season to learn.
Learning waiting
for spring to begin
so many enjoy the
wintertime wind.
Watching the snow
landing thereunto
waiting for spring
to come into view.
Yet it is better
to joyfully sing
and be patient
waiting for spring.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 26,  2021

Forms of Winter

Cold winds blowing
evening displays
scents of wintertime
in wonderful ways.
Peace is perception
created in time
as forms of winter
a timeless design.
Many will only see it
as a cold breeze
that blows so briskly
in evenings trees.
Becoming windows
for us to view
finding a doorway
to then thereunto.
There may be a barn
the color of red
showing in the snow
a story that’s said.
Words of emotions
so many sights
become as visions
in days and nights.
The sky may choose
a cloudy phase
that displays breezes
with times to gaze.
Life is as a painter
a poet’s mentor
so often as a story
forms of winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 27,  2021

Driving On

Roads we travel
might have holes
wheels discerning
our daily goals.
When driving on
roads may change
times we travel
becoming strange.
Tires may blow
and leave us there
on roads of time
with just a prayer.
It’s in those days
that we need God
to help us drive
and help us trod.
Finding peace
throughout time
when driving on
a road’s design.
Look for truth
and look for fact
when driving on
to there and back.
Find the blessings
through the grays
when driving on
to future days.
Don’t let the past
that was so wrong
to become today
when driving on.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 27,  2021

Kiss of Eve

The sun may set
and leave a view
in a point in time
of pink and blue.
It may show sign
the sky is awake
viewed in the eve
eyes can partake.
Night will come
and bring a gaze
as the pages turn
to another phase.
We might dream
of a distant sight
as a kiss of eve
the start of night.
It might display
wondrous scenes
as scented kisses
found as dreams.
Time stands still
or so it may look
the kiss of eve
a dreamer’s book.
Stars may come
and bring delight
twinkling shining
deep in the night.
Creating a stage
a web to weave
as magical phases
with kiss of eve.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 28,  2021

Windows of The Past

Places we remember
might still live on
within our heartbeats
just like a song.
Moments emotions
become of a time
windows of the past
as rhythm and rhyme.
Minutes seem seconds
as hours pass by
when life is a window
of hello and goodbye.
Passion’s a snowflake
that falls in a breeze
as winter unleashes
some snow filled trees.
A scent remembered
as a time and place
windows of the past
as a scenic embrace.
It holds fast a time
that we remember
scenes within dreams
of a burning ember.
It might even display
a stage of emotion
windows of the past
as a snowy ocean.
Waves of a rhythm
and shadows to cast
are as our memories
windows of the past.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 28,  2021

Mirages of Love

Dreams we dream
of sights to see
might be mirages
of you and me.
Like a lighthouse
of passing days
a mirage of love
is great to gaze.
It may seem alive
the distant view
as a place in time
our eyes accrue.
Scenes reflections
become a sight
just like mirages
hopeful delight.
Seasons of sights
from up above
shine in our mind
mirages of love.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 29,  2021

Crispness Cold

Roads of winter
with snow upon
provide a path
to travel on.
Placing a stage
of winter white
to drive upon
day and night.
Scenic windows
show themselves
on the road of
living shelves.
A journey’s life
begins a phase
when we drive
to future days.
Wintery smiles
our times behold
display signs of
crispness cold.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 29,  2021

Haiku
for Jan 30,  2021

Seconds are counted
when minutes become boring
creating a void.

Hearing thunderstorms
and seeing the sky light up
speaks of its journey.

The sight of winter
is as a snowflake falling
in a gentle breeze.

Trials become tools
as life continues onwards
with more things to learn.

Years become minutes
that we remember so well
and some not so much.

Counting our blessings
can help to fade miseries
when within a storm.

Traveling mindsets
can create a bumpy road
from the confusion.

Things that irritate
can become as motivators
to make us to move.

Trivial moments
can become mountains of life
when they are ignored.

When leaning too far
you may be without footing
and fall to the floor.

Sentimental scenes
can create anchors in life
that might hold us back.

Living for a time
can become as a harness
that prevents movement.

Today can be growth
or it can be wasted time,
for it’s up to us.

Pages of a book
may hold realities stories
within the binders.

Ecstasy of love
might become our memories
of a life’s regret.

Thinking too deeply
can form a mental chasm
that becomes endless.

The links of a chain
become either as a fence
or a bikes motion.

Scenes we encompass
can often hold mysteries
within their beauty.

Clouds that drift above
create their own perception
for us to conceive.

The leaves of autumn
are the changes in colors
that are life and death.

Faces of a lie
are formed as seconds tick on
and the truth unveils.

Speaking to quickly
many might not perceive your words
and only hear sounds.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 30,  2021

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