For Being an Uncle

So what do they mean to me?
the question rings like the sweetest chimes

the sound of the their voices,
the ring of their laughter...
such sweet sounds under the bright blue sky
as we run and play.

they're all at such a young age;
so full of energy
so carefree,
blissfully naive to the rest of the world.

the nephew has his moments
the niece has that six year old attitude
but there is nothing better,
nothing that quite compares...
we have that honey sweet relationship
that has no equal.

if only we could see each other more
if only we could have more fun together
it is amazing the time that we get to spend together
it seems to end too quickly

oh the grace of young lives
the unconditional love given by those small hearts
and such large emotions

the smiles bright as the sun
as the time seems endless
and even when our time has run out
the biggest hugs that can be mustered by such small arms
the greatest time an uncle can have
seems to be with the the nieces and nephews he has.

Gods Good Work

what do i hear
is it the joy of god
floating through the trees
as the birds sing
melodiously in this
the extravagant scenery of the forest

the greens of the emerald leaves
dancing before the wind
flowing between that which provides shade
such a necessity that those of the ground need


such a beautiful serenity
the calm of the dream
nothing can penetrate or disillusion
no fear may enter this place

a secret held quietly in the mind
an alternate world with out limits
how great the creation of the mind can be
how great the god who created the mind

infinite in existence
eternal in love
holding all that exists
in an incomprehensible place

as the place lives
serenity knows fear by fire
the rains return the peace
gods tears his love
pouring down on the beauty of his creation

pleasing to all the senses
existing for all to experience
with no exclusions
so exists gods creation