If They Had a Voice

If they had a voice

Would they ask "Why?"

Would screams reach the sky?



If they had a voice

Would our hearts be stirred?

Would we have heard?



If we loaned them our voice

Would we defend their cause?

Would we be able to change the laws?



The unborn child has a voice

The Maker only hears

And quiets with His tears.

by Carolynn J. Scully
2010

Creation

Dark
Light
God's Spirit moves in might.
Water
Land
Formed by God's own hand.
Plants
Trees
Blowing in the breeze.
Moon
Sun
Creation was not done.
Birds
Fish
Whatever He may wish.
Beasts
Man
All made to fit God's plan.

by Carolynn J. Scully (c)2008
rewritten 2010

Birthday

In honor of my dear Hubby's birthday last Friday, I thought I would share my childrens' Birthday poem .

I wash my face,
brush my teeth.
I comb my hair
and smile.
Everything seems
just the same
As it has been
for awhile.
I don't look different
even though
I'm changed in one
big way.
Today I add
another year!
It is my
59th birthday!

( I change the number to fit the age)

by Carolynn J. Scully (c)2008

Mirrors

Mirrors reveal faces that
Reflect lifetimes of hopes and dreams
Fulfilled in the splendor of success, or
Shattered into pieces of unreality.

Mirrors reveal faces that
Display lifetimes of loves and hates
Melted into a single heart softened, or
Hardened by feelings held fast.

Mirrors reveal faces that
Hide lifetimes of deceits and secrets
Too heavy to carry and, one day to be
Revealed for judgement.

by Carolynn J. Scully (c)1995

Knowing & Loving You

I have known you

and loved you

All of your life,

For in knowing

And loving you today

I find that my love

Has transcended time

And knowledge.

I have loved you

Even as the seed

In your mothers' womb,

For in that seed you began.

All you are today

Began with that seed

and thus I have loved you

All of your life.

I have loved you

And known you

all of your life,

But you are

More precious

And more desirable now,

Because the years have

Seen you grow

In strength and

Humility, bending

With the wind

But not breaking.

I know you, yet

There is so much

more to know

I love you, yet

There is so much

more to love.

to Patrick

with all my love,

Carolynn (April 2001)

Family

We run life's race together
And strive to win the prize.
We walk together hand in hand
No matter age or size.
We stand together side by side.
Our shield of faith we hold.
We sit together in company.
The joy never grows old.

Together we will walk in love
And face whatever's ahead.
Nothing will stop us from our goal,
Because Jesus is our daily bread.
We are a family growing strong.
We work in unity.
Father, Mother, Sister, Brother,
We are a family.

by Carolynn J. Scully

Another Favorite Poem

I love the poem Trees, by Joyce Kilmer. This picture was taken last year when we visited Colorado and drove past my childhood home. The tree sitting out by the road was where I would go to sit and read for hours perched on a certain branch that was considered mine. You can see it on the far left of the picture.

I was amazed to see the tree still thriving after all these years. To be honest it looks the same in height. The branches look bigger but in all it is just as I remember.

I wanted to go up, but my 58 year old body would certainly protest so I simply enjoyed the memories.
Trees
by Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.