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Poems & Selections

Not How Did He Die, But How He Did Live

Not how did he die but how did he live
Not what did he gain but what did he give
These are the units to measure the worth of a man
as a man regardless of birth
Not what was his church nor what was his creed?
But had he befriended those really in need?
Was he ever ready with words of good cheer to bring back a smile
to banish a tear?
Not what did the sketch in the newspaper say
But how many were sorry when he passed away
Loving, Kind and Giving
That’s what kind of man he was.

I am ready to create my keepsake

Do Not Stand At My Grave & Weep

By Mary Frye Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the softly falling snow. I am the gentle showers of rain, I am the fields of ripening grain. I am in the morning hush, I am in […]
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Fireman’s Prayer

When I am called to duty, God whenever flames may rage, give me the strength to save some life, whatever be its age. Help me to embrace a little child before it’s too late, or some older person from the horror of that fate. Enable me to be alert and hear the weakest shout, and […]
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Magic of Mother

There’s a magic in a mother’s touch And sunshine in her smile. There’s love in everything she does to make our lives worthwhile.We can find both hope and courage Just by looking in her eyes. Her laughter is a source of joy Her words warm and wise.There’s a kindness and compassion To be found in […]
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When Tomorrow Starts Without Me

When tomorrow starts without me, and I’m not there to see. If the sun should rise and find your eyes, all filled with tears for me. I wish so much you wouldn’t cry, the way you did today, While thinking of the many things we never got to say. I know how much you love […]
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