The Shepherd Boy

Painting by Gunars “Gunny” Cakste
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

With heart of love

Painting by Gunars “Gunny” Cakste
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

Virginia asks “Is there a Santa”

Virginia O’Hanion (circa 1895)
In a world of doubt, a letter unfurls,
Young Virginia seeks truth, her mind in twirls.
"Is there a Santa?" she hesitantly hurls,
A question that into history swirls.

Church, with wisdom, pens a reply,
"Your friends are mistaken," he does imply.
In a skeptical age, where truths may die,
He defends Santa with words that fly.

"Santa exists, as love does too,
Generosity, devotion, a perennial hue.
In a dreary world, without the view
Of Santa's spirit, joy would be askew."

Unseen wonders, Church unveils,
Beyond what sight and science entails.
A curtain veils the world in trails,
Yet faith and fancy set their sails.

Tearing apart a rattle's noise,
He delves into life's unseen joys.
A realm where faith and love deploys,
A truth that time never destroys.

"No Santa Claus?" he declares with glee,
"Thank God, he lives eternally."
Through ages, he'll bring childhood glee,
A timeless tale of festive gaiety.

Created by
MarkWaldrop

Taken from an article in The Sun entitled  “Is there a Santa Clause”
Article published September 21, 1897

Hope in Silent Night

Snowy view in Carpathian Mountains, winter landscapes series.
In the quiet of December's embrace, I sit,
A silent night, wrapped in a wordless knit.

Moonbeams dance with tree lights so bright,
In the hush, a symphony of starlight.

Children slumber, their dreams unfold,
Yet my heart, in the silence, remains untold.

A plush red blanket, a comforting shroud,
I gaze through the window, in silence, endowed.

The wintry woods stand in tranquil repose,
As the night, like a river, silently flows.

How to find hope on this long, silent eve?
In the whispers of shadows, what stories weave?

I take a breath, seek solace in the still,
Yet my heart resists, an unquenchable thrill.

In the quiet, a journey to hope's soft light,
A dance with shadows on this silent night.

December 19, 2023
Created by
MarkWaldrop

The Camel Train

The camel train to Bethlehem was quite small 
Three Kings Following a Star hearing God's Call

The King of the ages was born that very day 
No room in the inn. In a straw manager, he lay

God in human form sent to save the lost souls of men
The animals bowed low showing their homage to him

The camel train to Bethelem was blessed that day
Following a light in their heart that will forever stay

Old King Herrod was deceived, his heart too dark to see 
The Glorious Star of Bethelem that lasts through eternity

The camel train to Bethelem made untold history that day
Leading mankind to the Star that remains in our hearts today

December 18, 2023
MarkWaldrop

A humble drummer

A tale unfolds, a melody sweet,
"Come," they beckon, a journey to greet.
Gifts adorned with love, laid at His feet,
In homage to the King, a joy complete.

Yet a humble drummer, giftless it seems,
No treasure to rival the wise men's dreams.
With a beat, a rhythm, his offering beams,
A heart's cadence echoes in silent streams.

Pa rum pum pum pum, the ox and lamb sway,
To the rhythm of love on that sacred day.
A drum played with devotion, a child at play,
He smiled, for in simple gifts, kings find their way.

December 17, 2023
Created by
MarkWaldrop

A Gift Devine

In humble steps, a manger His throne,
Jesus came, God's love brightly shown.
Not a demand for fealty, but a tender call,
Affection revealed, embracing all.

Grace wrapped in swaddling, a gift divine,
A Savior's love in every design.
Allegiance sought through compassionate gaze,
In manger's embrace, eternal love stays.

December 17, 2023
Created by
MarkWaldrop

Christmas in Heaven

I can't imagine Christmas in Heaven
The size of that Christmas tree
The Ornaments sparkle, and the lights are the stars that we see

Jesus is Santa to all the kids gathered around
Magnificent  presents under the tree abound

Every Child receives the perfect gift beyond their dreams
The gift of Mercy and Love is the most popular, it seems

Angelic Christmas Carols being sung in the glistening snow
I hear O’little Town of Bethelem. I see their faces glow

No hustle and bustle at Christmas there
Majestic Golden Bells ring clear in the air

Christmas in Heaven lasts for an eternity
Thank You, God, for the hope of certainty 

December 11, 2023
MarkWaldrop

Santa in Heaven

As time marches on, everything comes to an end
Things that seem eternal here soon transcend 

The legend of Santa Clause and the love He brings
Moves into another realm where we hear children sing

His suit of Scarlet Red is now a suit of Pure Gold
For the Much Love he has given, he now holds

The fat Jolly Man in his red suit will remain in the hearts of children
Circling the earth, delivering Christmas Presents by the trillion

When time shall be no more and earth is complete
Santa and His Sleigh will fly through eternity delivering Presents of Love to The Little Children's feet

November 14, 2023
MarkWaldrop

True Christmas

In December's hush, a gentle plea,
Remember, it's Christmas, let it be.
Not just an 'X,' a symbol cold,
But a season of warmth, stories untold.

With carols that echo through snowy nights,
Embrace the joy, festive lights.
In every greeting, let the meaning flow,
This December, let true Christmas glow.

December 4, 2023
Created by
MarkWaldrop