A GIRL NAMED MISS KASEY…WAS INVITED TO THE PROM SO SHE RUSHED RIGHT HOME…AND IMMEDIATELY TOLD HER MOM THAT THIS TIME HER PROM GOWN…JUST HAD TO BE THE BEST BUT WHAT THAT MEANT EXACTLY…WAS ANYBODY’S GUESS MIGHT IT BE MADE OF SILK…OF SATIN OR GEORGETTE? OR MIGHT IT BE OF FURRY STUFF…SHE SHAVED OFF A PET? IT COULD BE DIFFERENT FABRIC…OF SOFT AND FLOWING CREPE BUT NONE OF THESE COULD EVER BE…AS FINE AS ‘OL DUCT TAPE THE PATTERN WOULD BE SOUTHERN…A BIG ‘N LOVELY GOWN WITH RUFFLES ‘ROUND THE BOTTOM…AND FLOWERS ABOUND MISS KASEY WOULD ACT PRECIOUS…AND HAVE TO SAY: “HI Y’ALL” AND SHE SOULD PROVE TO EVERYONE…SHE WAS “BELLE OF THE BALL” HER HAT WOULD BE THE FINEST…WITH BIG BRIM AND SOME RIBBON TO MATCH THE RUFFLES ON HER SKIRT…THIS WOULD BE A GIVEN NO DOUBT SHE’D WIN 1ST PRIZE, OF COURSE…BE THERE NO MISTAKE FOR SHE’S DISCOVERED THE 1O2nd… USAGE FOR DUCT TAPE WITH LOVE FROM AUNT DUCTELLA M. Clary March 13, 2002
Archive for March, 2006
The Duct Tape Prom Dress
Saturday, March 25th, 2006In The Quiet Of Early Morn
Saturday, March 25th, 2006IN THE QUIET OF EARLY MORN ANOTHER DAY HAS JUST BEEN BORN DO WE ARISE WITH CHEERFUL THOUGHTS OR DWELL ON YESTERDAY'S BATTLES FOUGHT? IS THERE PEACE WITHIN OUR SPIRIT OR CONFLICT SO, THAT WE FEAR IT? AS WE ENCOUNTER EVERY DAY DO WE EVER TAKE THE TIME TO SAY JUST ONE KIND WORD TO SOMEONE NEAR OR HOLD THE HAND OF SOMEONE DEAR? WE SHOULD, YOU SEE, IF WE LIVE RIGHT AND LOVE OUR LORD WHO IS THE LIGHT SO LET US ALL KNEEL DOWN AND PRAY AND THANK HIM FOR THE PRICE HE PAID FOR THE INIQUITIES WE COMMIT SINS HE FORGIVES AND THEN FORGETS FOR ALL OF US, OH SINNERS, WE HE'S ONLY ASKED THAT WE BELIEVE IN HIM, JUST HIM, OUR AWESOME LORD HIS WORTHINESS TO BE ADORED SO LET THE PRAISE COME FROM WITHIN AND REST ASSURED WE BELONG TO HIM M. Clary April, 1992
Grains Of Sand
Saturday, March 25th, 2006WE ARE SUCH FINE GRAINS OF SAND HELD IN GOD'S…ALMIGHTY HAND AT TIMES HE LETS THE GRAINS FALL THROUGH TO CHALLENGE US…YES, ME AND YOU WHEN THERE IS PAIN AND WE HIT GROUND WE FEEL ALONE…NO ONE'S AROUND AND SO WE CRY AND WE COMPLAIN BECOME CONFUSED…NOTHING IS GAINED WE THINK THAT GOD HAS CLOSED THE DOOR ABANDONED SOULS FOREVERMORE OH NO, NOT GOD. HIS LOVE PREVAILS WE'VE GROWN IN LIGHT…THOSE FIRST WE FAILED AND AS HE PUTS US THROUGH EACH TEST HE WANTS US TO TRUST HE KNOWS WHAT'S BEST THIS IS GOD'S GREAT MASTER PLAN FOR HIS EARTH'S FINE GRAINS OF SAND M. Clary April, 1992
Most Holy Spirit….Live In Me
Saturday, March 25th, 2006MOST HOLY SPIRIT LIVE IN ME CONTINUE MY BELIEF IN THEE FILL ME UP AND EASE MY DOUBTS HELP ME TO KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ABOUT WITH MY EYES CLOSED AND HEAVENLY THOUGHTS I FEEL YOUR PEACE, SO I FEAR NOT SPEAK TO ME, GONE IS MY ANGUISH LET ME RESPOND IN PRAYER LANGUAGE MY WORDS COULD BE A SCRIPTURE QUOTE OR THEY MIGHT COME AS SIMPLY NOTES WHENEVER I COME TO YOUR SIDE YOUR GRACE AND WISDOM IN ME ABIDE I THANK YOU FOR YOUR FAITH IN ME OH SUCH A GIFT TO BE WITH THEE M. Clary August 15, 1992
Kareen Adele Paulsen Christensen
Saturday, March 25th, 2006[I took the initials of her first and second name to create this little poem] KAREEN ADELE Kindness of your gentle spirit Always showed in your beautiful smile Recognizing your husband and children, your most precious gifts…though just for awhile Enjoying times with family and friends Ever-so-happy with the life you had Never did we believe you'd leave this way…sad All who know you surely will grieve…and, Dear to our hearts, you'll always be Even when we reminisce memories we hold in heart Love is the word that comes to mind Eternally…'til we're no longer apart With all my love, Auntie Maureen April, 1998
About Marisa….A Daughter
Saturday, March 25th, 2006SHE CAME TO THEM IN EARLY SPRING HER SPIRIT OH SO FREE A LITTLE GIRL WHO SOON BECAME AN EXPERT CLIMBING TREES SHE WAS SO VERY AGILE THERE WAS NO DOUBT OF THAT SHE JUMPED, SHE DANCED, SHE TUMBLED, SHE FELL A NATURAL ACROBAT THE LAUGHTER AND THE INNOCENCE OF CHILD SO BLOND AND FAIR MADE HER PARENTS VERY PROUD SHE WAS THEIRS TO SHARE Love, Mommy M. Clary April, 1978
About Marc….A Son
Saturday, March 25th, 2006HIS FATHER CALLED HIM, “CHURCHILL” HIS MOTHER, “LITTLE ONE” THIS SOFT AND CUDDLY SPROUT OF LIFE WAS THEIR FIRST, A SON WHEN THEY PLACE HIM IN THE CRIB HE LOOKED SO VERY SMALL SUCH TINY LITTLE HANDS AND FEET THE WONDER OF IT ALL AS THEY BEGAN TO KNOW HIM HIS SMILE MADE THEIR DAY FIRST HE SAT AND THEN HE CRAWLED AND ONE DAY WALKED THEIR WAY THEIR LITTLE TOT WAS GROWING UP THE TIME HAD PASSED SO FAST THE BABE THEY ONCE HELD IN THEIR ARMS WAS NOW A LITTLE BOY AT LAST Love always, Mommy M. Clary February, 1975
Myra and Will
Saturday, March 25th, 2006Heres wishing you great happiness As you move to this new chapter In your lives, by becoming one With faithful promises, ever after Take the vows that you will make Seriously, with conviction Devote yourselves to truthfulness So as never to raise suspicion Enjoy each others company Show tenderness and laugh sometimes Share your lives with one another And remember to be kind Do not forget to just accept The uniqueness of your spirits Listen for those little clues So your souls will always hear it Remember, as you both continue And enter lifes next phase You two will be so very blessed With a beautiful child to raise So treasure both these special times And imprint them on your hearts Remember love continues to grow When it is nurtured from the start Love and Best Wishes! Marisas Momma M.Clary February 21, 2003
The Healing Hand Of God
Saturday, March 25th, 2006Many souls on this vast earth Are burdened with great trials. Imagine those who truly dont Know Him…all the while! Might it be theyre just afraid Or think it rather odd To outwardly accept the perfect gift From the Healing Hand of God? No matter our lifes circumstance Through suffering or ordeal Gods higher power will prevail As He knows just what we feel. Simple, really, when we acknowledge And envision His gentle nod That its all right to ask for help From the Healing Hand of God. Why do you think He sent to us His one and only Son? To die for all our iniquities With this, His Will was done. And so we must remember To embrace so close the rod The ultimate strength that only comes From the Healing Hand of God. M. Clary February 14, 2003
Ice Storm in Fairview, TX
Saturday, March 25th, 2006HERE I SIT INSIDE MY HOUSE UNABLE TO LEAVE THIS DAY AS SOLID ICE IS ALL AROUND I CAN'T GET OUT MY DRIVEWAY I GUESS I SHOULD APPRECIATE THAT I CAN "WORK FROM HOME" WITH LITTLE "BOB-THE-DOG" WITH ME I DON'T FEEL THAT ALONE NOW HE'S CONTENT TO JUST STAY IN AND QUITE A "WUSS" IN RAIN IF ONE MERE SNOWFLAKE TOUCHES HIS COAT HE ACTS LIKE HE'S IN PAIN WITH LITTLE EARS PULLED BACK SO TIGHT AND HIS EYES BLINKING QUITE FAST HE RUNS OUTSIDE TO QUICKLY PEE AND BACK INTO THE HOUSE AT LAST ME? I'M ENJOYING THE BEAUTY OF NATURE'S DELIVERY…SOMETIMES UNKNOWN SO I SUPPOSE I JUST DON'T FEEL THAT I'M HELD "CAPTIVE IN MY HOME!" M. Clary February 25, 2003