Thursday, July 23, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Circle’s
Circle's
By Peter A. Todd
Petertoddpoet.com
Sitting in this encircled abode
I bare witness to others and their quests
The way they carry life's heavy load
Trying to live at being their best
Worried faces of what is to become
Of their life in future days
Searching their hearts for questions won
Yet! Not a thank you in their words to say
The answers they seek is not of man
It is only found from the wisdom of faith
For this circle is but of the Master's plan
His blessings on us so vast and great
Give praise to your Savior every day
It is through his blood we have our being
Give thanks to Jesus when you pray
By this you will see all greatness revealing
Cat of Nine Tails
By Peter A. Todd
Petertoddpoet.com
With eyes wide open and deep in thought
I reflect upon the stinging pain in my back
Asking myself why my mind was wrought
Of such whippings for which I did not ask
Each time I felt the stabbing pain
I would think of the mother I did not know
Of the loving kindness of my protective sister
Who in my dreams covered me from each blow?
I asked myself back in my younger days
Why I was taken away in such haste
Then I recalled what strangers would say
That I was lying in my own waste
So dear Lord the sands of Time have past
The faith I have in you has let my body heal
Looking back these many years passed
The answers of my crying heart has been revealed
Hands
Hands
By Peter A. Todd
Petertoddpoet.com
Hands
These hands have done many things
But now tire early each night
Held babies to comfort and sing
Taught my children everything right
I slaved through my labors each day
To feed my family I loved so much
Hold my hands this I now pray
They will not break at your touch
These hands have held many of a child
To guide and protect from harm
Encircled on my finger for a long while
Is the wedding ring I will always charm?
Each turning of the calendars page
Has made them thin to the bone
My child were they not God made
To whom we all must someday atone
Please my child; hold them as I have you
I will dry my eyes of tears
My child I know through God its true
That in my heart and soul I treasure you dear
Night Fright
It was the evening of New Years and all through my home
You could hear a pin drop as my son answered the phone
It's the police my son said, as he passed it to his mother's hand
Soon Dad will be home won't that be just grand.
For they had been waiting all night for me to come home
I was just out with the guys just getting stoned
How was I to know they would be of anguished fright?
As they sat with their dreaded fears all through night.
They came to the hospital to see for themselves
It seems because of an accident I was not in Good health
I was in a coma and having bad dreams
Oh dear God if you just take away the screams
The ringing my ears as if time had no end
A deathly message to my mind it does send
Why didn't I listen to my family of love?
Then maybe I would not hear these screams from above
I was only out with the guys to have a good time
It was not my fault I did not see that double line
We only had a few drinks or was it more
My mind so mixed up my head is so sore
Why is my family and friends seem to be laughing at me
Yet the tears in their eyes I can so plainly see
This is not a time to laugh, I am in pain
It seems to be me that they're all putting the blame on me
The room is getting darker I can just about see
Why is it this morbid cold air now surrounds me?
Open this door can't you see I am not dead
It's just a slight pain I now have in my head
Why won't they listen to my cries and pleads
If only my heart would beat, instead of bleed
At last they have come to set me free
Why are they putting these fancy clothes on me?
The time is passing so fast I can just about see
Why are all my loved ones crying over me?
All I can hear is the screams and their cries
One would think that I had just died
It's morning now I must have fell asleep
Why is this bed they gave me so soft and so deep?
At last he pain is gone and I lie here alone
Beneath myself dug grave and inscriptive stone
Forgive me God I was just one with the guys
If I had not hat those drinks I would be alive
I should have listened to my children when they said
Please don't drink or drive Daddy or soon you will be dead.
A Friend
By Peter A. Todd
Petertoddpoet.com
You ask, what is a friend?
It is a person true to their word,
A loving wife with kisses to send
Along with words of love to be heard,
A brother, in whom one can always confide,
A coworker to help work daily tasks,
Always to be at one's side,
Not being paid for favors asked.
A friend includes your father, your mother,
Your sister, and even your daughter or your son,
For under God, we are sisters and brothers
Created by God as a race of one.
Underneath, we are of the same color of blood,
With hearts all shaped the same,
Standing before God to be judged
Of being sent to Heaven, or to the devil's flame.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Gloucester Firefighters Remembered
Gloucester's Firefighters Remembered
By Peter A. Todd
We gather today as families united
In paying tribute to the Firefighters we have lost
We know that in their past they were hero's
Truly the pathway of Heaven they have crossed
We give praise to God that we have been blessed
By the actions and commitments they gave
Our thoughts reach out to those they left behind
As they place their flowers at each grave
As the bugler gives breath at the sound of Taps
Let our hearts reach to their spirit in praise
For the sacrifices of those of their chosen craft
They dedicated their life every earthly day
The sands of the hourglass continue to flow
Just as the memories of Gloucester Firefighters last
It will be represented as each of Gloucester's children grow
That they choose the journey from their mentors of the
Gloucester Firefighting Craft
Little Child
By Peter A. Todd
Petertoddpoet.com
Little child, walk with me.
Let me show you a gift of thee.
It is our since time's birth,
Heaven's skies and the green earth.
Take my hand, by my side.
Through God's earth, we will stride.
Look to mountains high above.
Watch the rainbows colors of love.
Beaches stretch of golden sand,
Mighty oceans abiding its hand.
Rain showers, making our flowers grow
On this grassy earth, are here below.
Fields of gardens stretched afar
To feed the children, wherever they are,
Mighty springs of nature's taste.
This, my child, we must not waste.
I can go on and on to list our gifts,
But there is one from which spirits will lift,
The gift of Jesus, who died for our sins,
For us to remain on earth and live.
So my child, when you bed down to sleep,
Thank God, above, for these gifts to keep.
Cherish them with all your heart.
From God's blessings, you will never part.
Hand me downs
Hand me downs
By Peter a. Todd
Petertoddpoet.com
Tracing our years that have passed us by
We can reflect on the hand me downs we wore
Such as the shirts and pants we could not buy
Or the responsibility of doing our chores
Hand me downs of a brother's bike or Father's car
Or the wedding gown from the day that mothers wed
The family pictures we always treasured
Or just the words of loved ones said
Hand me downs that helped us grow
In the wisdom we as children were blessed to share
What we do with our hand me downs is all up to you
We can live in Life's fast lane
Or treasure the hand me downs that guides us true
Hand me downs are the blessings of love
From the hearts of Father's and Mother's
Hand me downs are also of the Circle of Faith
That we hold as God's family of sisters and brothers
Night Fright
It was the evening of New Years
You could hear a pin drop as my son answered the phone
It's the police my son said, as he passed it to his mother's hand
Soon Dad will be home won't that be just grand.
For they had been waiting all night for me to come home
I was just out with the guys just getting stoned
How was I to know they would be of anguished fright?
As they sat with their dreaded fears all through night.
They came to the hospital to see for themselves
It seems because of an accident I was not in Good health
I was in a coma and having bad dreams
Oh dear God if you just take away the screams
The ringing my ears as if time had no end
A deathly message to my mind it does send
Why didn't I listen to my family of love?
Then maybe I would not hear these screams from above
I was only out with the guys to have a good time
It was not my fault I did not see that double line
We only had a few drinks or was it more
My mind so mixed up my head is so sore
Why is my family and friends seem to be laughing at me
Yet the tears in their eyes I can so plainly see
This is not a time to laugh, I am in pain
It seems to be me that they're all putting the blame on me
The room is getting darker I can just about see
Why is it this morbid cold air now surrounds me?
Open this door can't you see I am not dead
It's just a slight pain I now have in my head
Why won't they listen to my cries and pleads
If only my heart would beat, instead of bleed
At last they have come to set me free
Why are they putting these fancy clothes on me?
The time is passing so fast I can just about see
Why are all my loved ones crying over me?
All I can hear is the screams and their cries
One would think that I had just died
It's morning now I must have fell asleep
Why is this bed they gave me so soft and so deep?
At last he pain is gone and I lie here alone
Beneath myself dug grave and inscriptive stone
Forgive me God I was just one with the guys
If I had not hat those drinks I would be alive
I should have listened to my children when they said
Please don't drink or drive Daddy or soon you will be dead.
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