Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Roll on, Raging River


Nothing stays the same forever
Time is but a flowing stream
Roll on, roll on raging river
You can never steal my dream
No, you can never steal my dream

Which way the road will dip or bend
No one ever really knows
But darling, if you are my friend
It won’t matter where it goes
No, it won’t matter where it goes

There must always be dreamers
With star-dust in their eyes
This world is full of schemers
Ready with their tainted lies
Ready with their tainted lies

But they cannot steal our dream, love
Though time is a ruthless thief
It cannot steal the stars gleam above
Or the heart of true belief
Or the heart of true belief

Nothing stays the same forever
If it did love could not grow
Roll on, roll on, raging river
Love is not lost in your flow
No, love is not lost in your flow

Janet~

Monday, March 7, 2011

Strange, Sweet Ache.......


Strange, sweet ache
You’re getting to be
A familiar thing
Each breath you take
Washes over me
Like a gentle rain


As I wake
You’re all I see
In the softening light
Strange, sweet ache
You’re getting to be
My every night

Touch me now
You will see
I cannot refuse you
Blow, wind, blow
Wild and free
I cannot choose you…….

For a strange sweet ache
Is slowly becoming
Familiar to me
Oh, this strange, sweet ache
Is a love song humming
Inside of me

Janet~

Perfect Hurt...........


When I look at a sunset
It almost steals my breath away
And sometimes as I view earth’s beauty
I don’t know what to say
There are no words to quite describe
A sky of perfect blue
And I feel all of this combined
When I look at you

You steal my breath away
There is no perfect word
To say what I want to say
But there’s a perfect hurt
It washes over me
In countless shades of blue
It’s pleasure’s agony
Every time I look at you

I’m glad we cannot reach
The vastness of the sky
And mar the endless glory
God reveals o’er you and I
I’m glad no one can touch
The aching in my soul
And mar the love I have for you
The hurt that keeps me whole

You steal my breath away
Oh, what a perfect hurt
I’m glad there is no way
To find the perfect word…….


Janet~

The sky is perfect blue today….

Where Is She?


Where is she?
the girl with yellow hair and braids
who thought love was magic,
rainbows and kisses
and that was what made life complete...............

Where is she?
The girl who always had a dream
a gleam in her far-off gaze...
and the sunshine on her shoulder
For she was a child,
and now she is......
older
Where is she?
the girl of yester-year has gone away....
she has seen magic and rainbows,
she has seen the other side,
of forgotten days
and somewhere in love's twists and turns...
she slipped away
Where is she?
she is gone...............
gone as the swing that would take her as high
as the bird dipping low from the pale blue sky
gone as the dream and gone as the day....
gone as the stream where she used to play
gone, as gone as yesterday......

Where is she?
She hides in the gaze
and the tender ways
that love long ago had taught her
Where is she?
She lives in the gleam
of a childhood dream
that has become her daughter.....

Janet~

Sometimes, as the sun gleams like a golden pond
above the horizon line
It seems I can almost see beyond
To a simpler time.....


This morning as I took a picture of the sun rising
over the farm where I grew up, suddenly the echo of childhood
washed over me........the way the cows would toss their heads
as they tore a piece of hay from the trough,
the way the snow crunched beneath my feet as we walked from house to barn
or back.
The sound of routine chores,
milking,
Feeding calves,......farm-life.
The clatter of the breakfast hour....
The voice of dad reading 'The Daily Bread' devotion
.......When I was a girl.......

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Chance Meeting......



The wind tugs at the frozen landscape
Tonight he is moody and blue
Roving the hills with a restlessness
I know, for I feel it too
He leaves no trace of his passing
And yet in the remnant air
I hear the sigh he is voicing
As his fingers run through my hair

He roams with teasing madness
I reach for his finger-tips
He pulls me in with harsh kisses
There is ice upon his lips
Yet it is not I who is shaken
He falls like a wave to the sea
I feel his ire weaken
As he releases me

The scent of spruce and balsam
Now claims the thickening air
I must go, for dusk is falling
So I leave him trembling there
Then, lest he appears defeated
He sweeps from the darkening sky
But somehow he has lost his fury
I smile as he rushes by

Janet~

Something Tells Me....


Something tells me
You’re not like the rest
Something tells me
I have found the best
Since I have you
I’m not lonely anymore
And I’ve been loved
Like never before

What is it about love?
We all think we have the best
As sure as God’s above
You’re better than the rest
And something tells me
You’re more than just a friend
Something tells me
This is not going to end

I’ve always liked the rain
Now I simply like it more
Let the lonesome wind
Sweep the distant shore
It cannot wash away
The shoreline to the sea
And time can never fade
The love you give to me


Something tells me
You’re not like all the rest
Something tells me
That I have found the best……..

Janet~

Saturday, March 5, 2011

New Moves......


Give me time
I’ll find a better way to say it if I can
Maybe a rhyme
Isn’t the perfect way to touch a man
Give me a chance
Everybody makes mistakes you know
Come on, let’s dance
Under the moon, oh baby, nice and slow
I like the way
The starlight seems to twinkle in your eyes
What’s that you say?
Oh, I can’t tell you, it would ruin the surprise
No, give me time
I like the way you hold me close tonight
Oh give me time
And maybe then I’ll learn to get it right

Janet~

Favorite Love Song.......


You are my favorite love song
Music that never grows old
I have found where I belong
In your arms the world is not cold
Fame and fortune belong to the wind
Soon its quick melodies fade
But here in your arms life is tender and kind
Written in the love we have made

You are my very best love song
Together we are never off key
Let its clear timbre slip off of our tongues
In love’s perfect harmony
For all of the music recorded
And all of the tunes ever played
Can never come close to the most perfect song
Written in the love we have made *

Janet~

*Making love is not a three-letter word.....