Poems & Selections

If Death Is Kind

By Sara Teasdale
Perhaps if death is kind, and there can be returning,
We will come back to earth some fragrant night,
And take these lanes to find the sea, and bending
Breathe the same honeysuckle, low and white.
We will come down at night to these resounding beaches
And the long gentle thunder of the sea,
Here for a single hour in the wide starlight
We shall be happy, for the dead are free.

by Reinhold Niebuhr God grant me the Serenity To Accept the things I cannot change; Courage to change the things I can, Wisdom to know the difference. Living one day at a time, Enjoying one moment at a time; Accepting hardship as the pathway to peace. Taking as He did, This sinful world as it […]
We’ve known lots of pleasure, At times endured pain; We’ve lived in the sunshine And walked in the rain. But now we’re separated And for a time apart, But I am not alone- You’re forever in my heart. Death always seems so sudden, And it is always sure, But what is oft’ forgotten- It is […]
When I start my tour of duty God, Wherever crime may be, as I walk the darkened streets alone, Let me be close to thee. Please give me understanding with both the young and old. Let me listen with attention until their story’s told. Let me never make a judgment in a rash or callous […]
by John McCrae In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow Loved and were loved, and now we […]