EARLY MORNING LIGHT ...

Up, wide awake to see the still quiet morning light ..
Half the world  is still asleep  as the world
twirls and turns
in silence..
Stepping outside, I hear
Birds singing their cheerful morning song..
Creation is yawning to their melodious sound...
The early sunbeams creep effortless across the wet kiss of morning dew..
The air is crisp, clean
as the earth breaths in
the new days dawn..
Nocturnal creatures now  are slumbering beneath and beyond the light of day ...
In slow motion, living beings pace themselves
for another day ahead ..
Once again I'm reminded
of the omnipotence of our
Creator ..
For His presence and power are yet again
reminding me I am created in His image and His peace envelopes my heart and soul as I begin yet another day..
I praise Him for His beautiful beginning of another glorious day and ask that He walk with me so that I might not stumble ..
Patsy McNutt Morgan
05/18/24







Patsy McNutt Morgan

WHEN TIME WAS FOREVER...

Have you ever jumped into a little
red convertible .. put the top down,
to drive back in time to a place you
called HOME ?
Yesterday, my sister and I drove the old
country roads where once we were young..
So many years ago WHEN TIME WAS FOREVER ..
Where laughter, happiness and the thought
of getting older was never a possibility, let
alone a reality..
Time stood still back then..
It was  locked securely in
self obscurity with sights and sounds
 we thought would never end..
 The hills, the views, the landscape
was seen through our much younger
eyes of yesterday..
We only saw the past, our younger lives, our memories..
They were all still there,  just waiting for our
return to once again to relive the passion
that left us still breathless and spellbound ..
Of course there were changes, but they were
hardly noticed..
Our thoughts and visions were unleashed only
on our yesterday's ..
I made a promise to myself, as I often have done
before as I rode along those old country roads...
 I shall go back again ..
 I want to  unlock, yet again, the beauty
that was once a precious time and place..
Back to the unforgotten memories of
WHEN TIME WAS FOREVER...

Patsy McNutt Morgan
05/22/14

DEAR MOM...

DEAR MOM,

 I looked at your picture
 again today..
It sits on my nightstand
 close where I lay..

 Kindness radiates through
your eyes so blue..
They twinkle with kindness,
as they always do..

Gazing upon your face I see
the years you've endured ..
Hardships, difficulties,
 pain to be sure..

I see a strong woman
I so proudly call Mom..
Your picture reflects
The woman I still
wish to become..

Thank you for telling
me one day as I cried..
" This too shall pass"..
It's a reminder from heaven
You're always by my side..

You taught me to look
past the color of skin...
Never  judge others,
that's simply a sin..

Years have now passed since
I've seen your sweet face..
My heart has a hole where
You once held that space..

I love you Mom, how I
wish you were here..
Sending my love by
an angel to
whisper in your ear..

Patsy McNutt Morgan
05/07/13
( revised May 13, 2014)

MOTHERS DAY 2014

MOTHERS DAY 2014

She felt that old familiar lump..
That lump in her throat that always
accompanies her tears..
Slowly the tears fell like
raindrops falling down from
a lonely dark cloud on the horizon..

Words failed  as she tried to speak..
Only her heart could feel the emotions
and feel what her mind was trying
to say..

Expressions, heartfelt thoughtful
gifts and richly worded cards
filled her mailbox, or left on
her doorstep..
Sentiments of love that lifted
her spirit and touched her soul..

She sat on her steps outside her
home where through the years
She had raised her children..
She was recalling each one
 of yesterday's child as they
came in and out of a front  door...
In her minds eye, each time they
arrived and left this home, they were
all just a little older ..

She misses the clutter, the clamour,
the constant loud voices of teasing,
the laughter, even the arguing that always
rattled the rafters and shook the windows..

Now the house is still and the home is
silent..

She is a mother .. A mother who quietly
sits alone on the steps of one of the
many homes where  she held, nurtured
and loved each one of her children..

A mother who is knowingly blessed by
each child she, with their father, proudly
raised them all ..successfully sending them
out into the world to start their lives with
their dreams of wonder and excitement ...

Her Mothers Day always gives way to these
cherished memories of years with her children..
As each gift and card arrive, they remind her
that  she is honored and loved today ..

Patsy McNutt Morgan
Mothers Day 2014