Close of Day

silence captures a moment in time

an owl sounds the close of day,

a hush falls over the darkening sky

and the world closes its eyes to sleep.

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穢 Chrissy Siggee

From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

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Why?

Why?

Why is life like the ebbing tide?

The ebb of tides is never-ending

Devastation can come in one huge wave

Or glide you gently into the shore.

Why is life like the shining sun?

Its radiance never ceases to glow

Harsh heat often sets the earth ablaze

Or softly warms us on a winters day.

Why is life like the lilies of the field?

They stand so tall in their Sunday best

Winter winds causes them to tilt and bend

Or makes them dance in a summers breeze.

Why is life like a shooting star?

Sometimes you see it, sometimes not

Leaving a trail of light across the evening sky

Or gone in an instant, to be no more.

穢 Chrissy Siggee

 

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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

 

Me and My Writing….

I dont care what people say
Its time to look the other way.
If I want to write I will
with or without a copyright.

Poems, fiction and mysteries,
for children and adults.
Whatever takes my fancy oh yeah…
Its what I like to do.

My grammar may not be perfect
and rhyme is not my forte
But whatever I write –
I write with all my heart.

Grandchildren love my nonsense,
Friends enjoy a jingle.
I only write for them and those
Who enjoy my writing most.

穢 Chrissy Siggee – 2018

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Goodbye, My Friend

It’s not really a final goodbye, my friend

because I know I’ll see you again.

The times we spent together,

cried and laughed

I will cherish always.

/

Its all right now for you to go, my friend

because your many years of pain are over.

Those times we prayed together,

joy and sorrow

I will cherish always.

/

Its time for you to be at peace, my friend

because we shared a secret or two.

The chats we often shared,

together and apart

I will cherish always.

/

Its not the many years, my friend

because I could always count on you.

Those times I will think of you,

today and tomorrow

I will cherish always.

/

Its the beyond tomorrow, my friend

because you will be here, in my heart.

The tears will come and go,

sadness and joy

I will cherish always.

Poem by Chrissy Siggee

In memory of my dear friend Betty who went home to Jesus on Monday December 14th 2020.

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Roof Top Dancing

tap, tap, tap
thud, thud,
bump bump.

repeat

There is someone on my roof
It sounds like they are dancing.

tap, tap, tap
thud, thud,
bump bump.

repeat

I wonder if this roof is dance-proof
It wouldnt be for elephants prancing.

tap, tap, tap
thud, thud,
bump bump.

repeat

Who is dancing on my roof?
Toward the eaves they’re now advancing.

tap, tap, tap
thud, thud,
bump bump.

repeat

I sneaked a peek to find the proof
To do this, it took some chancing.

tap, tap, tap
thud, thud,
bump bump.

repeat

There is someone dancing on my roof!
It’s three galahs belly-dancing.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Galah

穢 Chrissy Siggee

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Little White Dove

Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.

Mantled in whispers of cloud,
Little white dove blissfully endowed.

Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.

Softy embracing a heavenly tone,
Fly little white dove in skies unknown.

Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.

Little white dove rise beyond the dance,
Through the power of a rhythmic trance.

穢 Chrissy Siggee

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