Moms, you are cherished beyond measure, Not for the deeds your hands perform. You are treasured in His sight, For simply being the form you adorn.
God knows every layer of your spirit, More deeply than you could ever view. In His infinite wisdom and mercy, He has made His loving verdict—He cherishes you.
Across all the mornings you rise before dawn, Through nights when peace seems afar. He sees the strength in your weary eyes, Illuminated, as you are His star.
So on this day when we honor you, Let this truth in your heart be still: You are loved just for being you, With a love that no depths can fill.
Happy Mother's Day to you, A blessing from the skies above— Eternally valued, eternally held, In the boundless embrace of God's love.
Beneath the vast and boundless sky, We tread with hearts both low and high, Unknown the count of sands that drift, Through Time’s unyielding, ceaseless sift.
We raise our eyes with humble grace, To thank the Lord for His embrace—For mercy poured on earthly stage, In blessings penned on life’s wide page.
Each dawn awakes with softest light, Each star that guards the velvet night, Speaks of a love so vast and deep, A shepherd strong, His flock to keep.
So let us walk with quiet might, Through shadowed vale, in sun’s bright light, And hold each precious day we see, As gifts from One who set us free.
In gratitude, our hearts do swell, For stories only time can tell, A tapestry of woven hues, A life embraced, with days we choose.
Thus, hand in hand with faith, we climb, With hope engraved for endless time, Each moment laced with sacred view, Our thanks we give, forever true.
To a humble man, what could this day be, This Resurrection Day, this mystery? Not just a tale from ancient lore, But a promise of life, forevermore.
It means the dawn after the longest night, A second chance to set things right. The stone rolled away, an empty grave, A sign of the power He has to save.
For a man like me, it whispers grace, In every shadowed, forgotten place. It’s hope when despair seems to win, A gentle reminder of victory over sin.
It’s love that conquered death and fear, A call that every humble heart hears. To rise, though we fall, to forgive, to mend, To believe that beginnings outshine the end.
This day, it means that we are not alone, That we’re loved, called, and known. A promise that our faults and our scars, Are nothing to the One who hung the stars.
So, what does it mean, this day, to me? A gift of grace, so vast, so free. A reminder that no matter how small, Through His resurrection, He redeems us all.
St. Patrick’s Day, a sea of green,
A lively spirit, rarely seen.
It’s more than parades on city streets,
More than the rhythm of lively beats.
It’s the warmth of a community’s embrace,
A day where everyone finds their place.
It’s laughter and stories, old and new,
Under skies that seem a brighter blue.
It’s in the shamrock, in the ale,
In every tale of hill and dale.
A reminder of Ireland’s enduring call,
A celebration of spring, loved by all.
To me, it's memories, vivid and bright,
Of friendships forged in soft moonlight.
It’s a promise of renewal, of beginning anew,
A day when the world feels small and true.
So here’s to St. Patrick, to the joy he brings,
To the songs in our hearts that forever sing.
For on this day, no matter where we roam,
We remember the feeling of coming home.
March 17, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop
In a world where hearts seek companions, pure and true,
A whisper echoes, a message, a different view.
"Don't lament the absence of a Valentine's embrace,
When countless hearts in shelters seek a loving space."
Adopt the love of your life, a soul waiting for a home,
In their eyes, a universe, through which you can roam.
Each wag, each purr, a sonnet of unconditional love,
A serendipitous gift from the heavens above.
Millions of whispers, in cages and halls,
Pleading eyes, through time's endless calls.
"Take me home," they seem to say,
"Let's start our journey, this Valentine's Day."
For love is not just found in human embrace,
But in every wagging tail, in every furry face.
True love awaits in those longing stares,
In the silent hopes of those who care.
So before you mourn a Valentine not found,
Remember the love that in shelters abounds.
Adopt the love of your life, let your heart expand,
For the love of a pet is the most faithful brand.
In their gratitude, in their joy so rife,
You'll find the true meaning of love and life.
So this Valentine's, let's make a vow,
To adopt the love of our life, in the here and now.
February 14, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop
Won’t You Be My Valentine
I’ll be yours if you’ll be Mine
Valentines are very special
They are Friends hard to find
If You Find One, Keep them Close
For they will always mean the Most
They will always Love You no matter what they hear
For between the two of you, God's Love Is So Clear
As time goes by, Our Hearts Grow Larger
We often ponder their departure
We know when Our Valentine has to leave
It’s only for a short time we shouldn’t Grieve
We will eventually be Together Forever
In Our Father’s Arms Happier than Ever
February 12, 2022
Mark Waldrop
In the shadow of Lincoln, a dream was declared,
A dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
"We hold these truths to be self-evident," he shared,
"That all men are created equal," his enduring theme.
In the sweltering heat of injustice and oppression,
A dream of freedom arose, refusing to wilt.
A dream that one day, without concession,
The sons of former slaves and slave owners could stand, guiltlessly built.
He dreamed that his children,
In a nation where they'd not be judged by skin,
Would unite in brotherhood, a new beginning,
In the symphony of freedom, a harmonious kin.
From every mountainside, let freedom ring,
From every city and hamlet, the dreamers sing.
With this faith, we carve a path, a new day to bring,
Joining hands, black and white together, freedom's bell to ring.
"We will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair, a stone of hope,"
With courage, we stand, with our dream, we cope.
With this faith, we face the uncertainties of the slope,
And in unity, we find the strength to grope.
From the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire,
To the mighty mountains of New York,
Let freedom ring, our dream declare,
Until justice rolls down like water, in our tireless work.
January 15, 2023
Created by
MarkWaldrop
Taken from Martin Luther King Jr.’s
“I Have a Dream” speech
Just a humble Shepard Boy tending my lambs
They follow my voice no matter where I am
They follow, trusting, not knowing their fate
Being chosen as a Safarice, not knowing the date
I faithfully watch over my flock day and night
Bringing me peace under the starlight
Heading home now they are following me
Entrusting their Shepherd with their destiny
January 2, 2023
MarkWaldrop
In valleys deep and mountains high,
A shepherd tends his flock with care.
One hundred sheep beneath the sky,
In green meadows, they graze and fare.
But lo, one lamb, in innocence,
Strays far from safety's gentle keep.
The shepherd, with no hesitance,
Leaves ninety-nine to seek the weak.
Through brambles thick and rivers wide,
With heart of love and eyes so keen,
He searches where the lost may hide,
In places rarely seen.
And when at last he finds the stray,
His joy is like no other sight.
More than the ninety-nine that stay,
His heart with love alights.
For every soul, like each lost lamb,
Is precious in the Father's plan.
In heaven's realm, the Great I Am
Seeks each lost child of man.
So let us learn from this parable,
Of love that seeks the one astray.
A lesson timeless, invaluable:
Each soul is worth the journey made.
Matthew 18:12-14
January 2, 2023
Created by
MarkWaldrop
In battles fierce with vices, take your stand,
A warrior within, against the shadows grand.
Let peace with neighbors be your constant song,
Harmony that echoes, enduring and strong.
As the new year dawns, a chance to renew,
A better version of yourself, tried and true.
Forge ahead with wisdom, leave the past behind,
A journey of growth, in every step you find.
January 1, 2024
Mark waldrop
Created from a quote from Benjamin Franklin, in his December, 1755 edition of Poor Richard's Almanac.
