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These are poems, written by my beloved late Aunt Ruthie, my father's sister. She was born in Wheeling, West
Virginia in 1913, died in Teaneck, NJ in 1988 only one year after my father's death. |
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Ruth C. Hawkins |
A Golden Thread The Golden Thread of our friendship Spun with laughter and tears The myriad of memories shared throughout the years The wonderful gift of faith that you and I have known The love and understanding that come from God alone For all of these blessings I am grateful With the words I cannot express The joy of being your friend with eternal thankfulness. |
Blessings on Your Day A little Child is here to bless you on your day He plucked a bouquet of stars while he was on his way Each little star for your delight he chose with all his love. And filled it with laughter and happiness and the joys that come from above. The Angels are his playmates, Yet he is their King. For you His sweetest song He commands them to sing. I bid you listen to this canticle, this story of love sublime Your heart shall be filled with happiness and a Holy Love that transcends all time. |
Lilt of Joy The laughter of children What beautiful sounds Like tinkling bells Chiming all around Fleeting moments of Joy That we can recall Like golden sunbeams Dancing on a wall Their bright and happy faces Will often come to mind And our tiny sunbeams Will continue to shine. |
Simplicity In simplicity there is beauty An elegance of design Portraying an image more truly As it exists in the Artist's mind To depict in a graphic likeness the perfections that one perceives is to show in a simple preciseness the picture as innately seen |
Charm Good manners With inherent grace A quality of dignity and a happy face Good grooming With posture tall A knowledge of etiquette And feelings for all Conversing with others and listening too With eyes that say I'm interested in you Having a funny bone in times of stress Looking at the bright side because its best Does not judge his neighbors' acts Is aware of a difference between opinion and facts Is loving and giving and happy to be in a world of beauty with much to see. |
Easter Girl There she is in Ribbons and lace. A little girl with a beautiful face Waiting there in her grand array Aspiring to be in the Easter Parade Whispering behind her were two little boys And I smiled as I heard one say Just to walk beside her Would make this a happy day |
Personality An eye with a twinkle The tilt of a brow Or tiny laugh wrinkles that occur with a smile A voice filled with music A movement with grace Or the inherent beauty of a happy face. |
We Two The donkey and I, alike to a tee Have wills like steel when we do not agree. Standing firm on our convictions we will not budge And cannot be moved by a gentle nudge. "Heaven and earth shall pass away" But there we are and there to stay. Yet, when slowly creeps the dawn and lo, we see, Thereafter, would you believe it We are as nice as we can be. |
Christmas Story The beauty of the Christmas story lies deep within our hearts Tis a day of gladness and of joy A day that we set apart To lay away our sorrows and trials and with a love sincere Welcome again the blessed Child To home we are so dear. God's gift to us; a tiny babe To cherish and to hold A child that would someday repay The debt of all men's souls So let us lift our hearts in prayer With all the love we can bestow That we may all his blessings share As God has willed it so. |
A Word of Cheer
Drop a word of cheer and kindness,
Just a flash, and it is gone;
But there's half a hundred ripples
Circling on and on and on,
Bearing hope and joy and comfort
On each, splashing, dashing wave,
Till you wouldn't believe the volume
Of the one kind word you gave.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness,
In a minute you forget;
But there's gladness still a'swelling,
And there's joy a-circling yet.
And you've rolled a wave of comfort
Whose sweet music can be heard
Over miles and miles of water,
Just by dropping one kind word.
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Welcome to Spring There's a family of Robins in our yard Some building their nests, some standing guard. Tis good to hear their songs once more as they herald the Spring, opening its door. |
A Bookshop A delightful place to "peruse" the world Where exciting moments suddenly unfurl. With all at your fingertips you can "travel afar" And seemingly the universe is your own front yard. A Bookshop is a special place for all you wish to find But whatsoever else it is tis an extraordinary place To stop and change your mind. |
To a Minute Ah little minute Where did you go? Had I but thought Not to use you so God had His purpose but alas, you have gone into eternity; The great beyond. |
What Difference Does it Make?
If you know you are being faithful
To the vision you have in view,
If you're sure you are holding steadfast,
There's nothing else you can do,
And that firm and true conviction,
Will take out the hurt and ache
From your heart when folks misjudge you---
What difference does it make?
There are various minds and problems
So think of your fellow man
As living true to his vision
And doing the best he can.
Then hold to your goal undaunted,
Keep ever alert and awake,
Nor mind what the world is saying,
What difference does it make?
If people don't like your methods
And criticize all you do,
So long as you know you're trying,
You're best---what matter to you?
Stick to your sincere convictions.
Be loyal for Truth's own sake,
And even though some condemn you
What difference does it make?
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Reflections Elijah found God in the whisper of a gentle breeze. And if we search, we too shall perceive his love, In the light of a baby's eyes or, In the beauty of a dew drop on a rose. We shall find him as we awake to the dawn of a new day, wherein The music of our hearts shall carry us through to its close, And enfold us in the shadows of the night. These reflections of love will ever keep us aware of his presence and the knowledge that we also may find God in the whisper of a gentle breeze, The glistening of the sun on a raindrop or in the captivating beauty of a rainbow. |
Solitude As we perceive her charm delicate beauty, resplendent grace we shall run with outstretched arms to the warmth of her embrace She will lead us to untold wonders to the heart of the universe Teach us to love and to understand the children of sorrow, the children of mirth Then to joys eternal, she will gladly show us the way The end of all our yearning, the vision of God, Unending Day. |
Sister Rita Kind and Loving Warmhearted and true Sings like an angel Looks like one too Her Special Mission, Directing our Choir A host of young voices She hopes to inspire As she waves her hands Recalling inflections Her goal, of course Absolute perfection And when she hears the church bells chime You can hear her whisper Please God - more time. |
Day By Day
Let me be a little kinder
Let me be a little blinder,
To the faults of those about me;
Let me praise a little more.
Let me be when I am weary
Just a little bit more cheery,
Let me serve a little better
Those that I am striving for
Let me be a little braver
When temptation bids me waver,
Let me strive a little harder
To be all that I should be.
Let me be a little meeker
With a brother that is weaker,
Let me think more of my neighbor,
And a little less of me.
Let me be a little sweeter
Making my life a bit completer,
By doing what I should do
Every minute of the day.
Let me toil without complaining,
By doing what I should do
Every minute of the day.
Let me toil without complaining
Not a humble task disdaining,
Let me face the summons calmly
When death beckons me away.
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Keep Sweet
Suppose a world of trouble do
Annoy you day by day;
Suppose that friends considered true
Your trust in them betray;
And rocks may bruise and thorns may tear
Your warn and weary feet,
And every day you meet a snare---
KEEP SWEET
Suppose you have not each desire
That forms within your mind;
And earth denies you half your hire,
And heaven seems unkind;
And you have not the best to wear,
Nor yet the best to eat;
What though you have the meanest fare?
KEEP SWEET
A bitter heart will make things worse
And harder still to bear;
A merry heart destroys the curse
And makes the heavens fair.
So I advise whate'er your cause,
Whatever you may meet-Dwell on the good-
Forget the base---KEEP SWEET.
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