after watching
a three year old
devour a chocolate ice cream cone
i am convinced
that
it's not what's on the inside
but
what's on the outside
that counts
as she smiled
through several layers
of chocolate
i couldn't help
but envy her
it has been
a long time
since being covered
in chocolate ice cream
didn't bother me
(c) 1974 Kathy Jo Schramm
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Thursday, March 3, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Grandad's Lap
one of the best memories
that i hold
is as a three year old
climbing up on Grandad's lap
while he sat in the rocking chair
he'd wrap me up
in my favorite beach towel -
the pink one with seahorses on it -
and we'd rock
i don't remember
whether we talked or not
it really isn't important
what i do remember
is the security and love
and well being with the world
i felt as i sat there
with my Grandad
and we rocked
even now
it's that picture in my mind
sustaining me
as i bring my hurts
as well as my joys
to You
and climb up on Your lap
and from that perspective
learn what real security
and love are
(C) 1978 Kathy Jo Schramm
that i hold
is as a three year old
climbing up on Grandad's lap
while he sat in the rocking chair
he'd wrap me up
in my favorite beach towel -
the pink one with seahorses on it -
and we'd rock
i don't remember
whether we talked or not
it really isn't important
what i do remember
is the security and love
and well being with the world
i felt as i sat there
with my Grandad
and we rocked
even now
it's that picture in my mind
sustaining me
as i bring my hurts
as well as my joys
to You
and climb up on Your lap
and from that perspective
learn what real security
and love are
(C) 1978 Kathy Jo Schramm
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