Dawn lives in Australia,
having transplanted there when she was in her early 60’s. Her son & his family live near
Perth. Over the years, while raising her
kids, she began collecting Easter Eggs, some of them quite expensive &
extraordinary! In time she actually
became famous for this collection.
Eventually however, with no one left living at
home, she tired gargantuan effort of displaying them, then after Easter,
carefully packing them away for storage.
Many years she’d only take out a handful, leaving most of them wrapped
This year she hit upon a terrific
idea. Her housekeeper’s young daughter
was utterly delighted! A shop across the
way from her house offered Dawn their front window in which to display her Egg
collection. Dawn invited the youngster
& her mom to help her set up the display.
The effort was an all day affair.
Sharing the task turned it into the joy it once had been.
It was a hit!
A few of the eggs broke, but she felt it well worth the risk to have had
so many people in her town stop by the storefront and enjoy this
God is everywhere.
He reflects in the silver of a tear,
The rainbow of a smile,
God speaks in the voices of all creatures.
God gives hope in the birth of every child.
God gives us faith to love one another.
Who can deny God when:
Opening our eyes each morning to greet a new day?
When we see puppies tumbling in play?
When people like you and me
Can meet by some unseen route across the country and world?
And even the atheist
Calls on God or Christ in his final moments.
A Son My child, heart of my heart, Loved from the very start, Cherished all your childhood days Teaching you for grown-up ways. Grown to manhood overnight, Somehow it doesn't seem just right, That bearded man so tall to see, Just yesterday was on my knee.
HAIKU by Anne C. Rosebrock
[mother to Dawn E. Rutter] A cathedral not only a thing of joy but a shout of triumph The hummingbird flits across the honeysuckle sipping on the wing The weeping willow arched over the flowing stream to see its image The water casdades from the rugged mountain side to a quiet pool The church bell ringing each not floating through the air like a sliver globe
Frogs Hey there frog, on the lily pad so round Who are you calling with your special sound? Do all those bugs and flies you eat Make you faster on your feet? Do you like your color green? Is it cold there in the stream? Do you wish I'd go away