PRECIOUS MEMORIES

 

 

 

 

 

 

By Ken Blue

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I see an ancient hour glass,  

With white sand drifting through.

I see morning sunshine,

Chasing the sparkling dew.  

I see my aged Grandpa,

And the wisdom he knew.  

And I have been blessed

 

I see my dear mother,

Washing clothes at the spring.

I see the strong grapevine,

Where Jim and I would swing.

I see dad plowing dirt,

That wouldn’t grow a thing.

And I have been blessed

 

I see my youthful friends,

Are now just memories.

I see my first burger,

With french-fries and grilled cheese.

I see my Grandpa’s car,

I think, a model “T.”

And I have been blessed

 

 

I see my Aunt Lucille,

Under a huge oak tree.

I see her teaching there,

The Word of God to me.

I see an example,

That all children should see.

And I have been blessed

 

I see my uncle Troy,

Watching hummingbirds feed.

I see his bibbed overalls;

That’s where he stored his teeth.

I see his fond kindness,

To a small boy like me.

And I have been blessed

 

I see an old school house,

It’s a ghost of a dream.

I see children at play,

Each choosing up their team.

I see as they vanish,

Like a rippling stream.

And I have been blessed

 

I see an old preacher,

Preaching on that Sunday.

I see it all clearly now,

The debt He had to pay.  

I see I once was lost,

Lost on a broad highway.

And I have been blessed

 

I see the tracks of steel,

A train powered by coal.

I see a flickering light,

Was fueled by coal oil.

I see a musty cellar,

Our refuge and stronghold.

And I have been blessed

 

I see pent up images,

As they beckon to me.

I see each clamoring,

To come forth and be free.

I see they’ll be confined,

And remain a mystery.

And I have been blessed

 

I see a future time.

I’ve reserved for the rest.

I see now is the time,

That ending this is best.

I see you know the end,

You don’t have to guess.

And you have been blessed