Wednesday, June 27, 2007

alberta girl from zimbabwe

I can travel the world
See all kinds of everything
Amazing and beautiful
Old and new
Tragedy and celebration
Mountains and oceans
But in the end
Flat Alberta is home

I love to see the prairies
To see the road hit the horizon
See for miles on either side
Love the colors of the fields
Watch my neighbors’ dog run away for days
Sneeze by the canola
Show my daughter cows and combines
Freeze in the winter
Boil in the summer
Drought one year
Floods the next
Refuse to be a cowgirl
Camp with the bears
Dodge seven deer on the road
Smell a skunk for 5 kilometers
Mountains just two hours away
Banff (what more can you say?)

I can travel the world
See all kinds of everything
Amazing and beautiful
Old and new
Tragedy and celebration
Mountains and oceans
But in the end
Flat Alberta is home

Friday, June 22, 2007

okay i guess now it does

Somehow
Our souls are connected
In an unbreakable bond
That extends through space and time
And somehow
It seems to grow stronger
The farther apart we are
And longer time we are separated
So I will forever
Be able to tap into your soul
And you into mine
If ever you reach for me
I will be there
And if ever I need your love
You will always be there
Deep inside of me

whats going on?

something is going weird here - my posts are not appearing. well we will see if this one works

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

maybe

Perhaps I was a valiant daughter
Who fought beside prophets and apostles
My love for my god
Has never been in question

Perhaps I wanted desperately to be like God
But I wanted to be with him always
And never leave his side
I have always been a daddy’s girl

Perhaps I came down to earth very excited
But god knew how much I would miss him
So here I am an extremely independent girl
Who never glances behind her

Perhaps he knew I needed allot of love here
So I wouldn’t miss him so much
So he allowed me to choose my family
And have contact with him from the beginning

Perhaps that is why I feel his love so much around me
Because he knows I need it so much
He knows powerfully I miss him
But also my determination to be as he is

Perhaps that is why I live for his love
Not caring for any other rewards
I simply need his arms around me again
And for him to be proud of me in the end

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Stages

I am so glad she is finally crawling
Except
When she gets into everything
From the knees down
In every room
I am so glad she is finally walking
Except
When she reaches on the table
Or the shelf
To take down what she wants
I am so glad she is finally talking
Except
When she talks back
And says no
To everything I ask of her

Thursday, June 14, 2007

my little angel

Did I tell you about my angel?
About my precious little girl
She’s everything to me you know
She’s my entire life

Sugar and spice and everything nice
Mixed in
With lots of attitude
Screaming
Talking back
And whining
Beautiful and adorable at all times
Except when
Covered in puke
Other matter
Screaming
Or giving attitude
Most important thing in my life
Along with
My poor neglected husband
My house
My friends and family
My sanity

Did I tell you about my angel?
About my precious little girl
She’s everything to me you know
She’s my entire life

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

You Are Wonderful

Ode to Joanne
For every time you let me whine
For every time you help me find a basket
For every time I see your house and am re-inspired
For every time I see a pet and know you understand
For every time you teach me something simple but life changing
For every chance you give me to serve you
For every time your kids say nice things to me
For going on hikes in your third trimester
For declaring to the world you are fabulous


Ode to Stephanie
For every time you say you have no talents and blow me away
For every time you get your kids in trouble the way I would
For every time you do Ellison’s hair and dress her in pink
For every suggestion about clothes or cute shoes
For every compliment about my clothing or shoes
For every time you are shocked at the big number of four children
For every time you clean my kitchen
For every time you clean your counters with bleach
For every time Ellison carries a purse to church


Ode to Nancy
For every time you listen to the same story again
For every time you listen to nyles despite how long it takes
For every time you don’t smack you husband when he deserves it
For all the “mens” work you do without question
For every time you repeat a request three times
For every time you play me a fun song
For every time you teach and astound me with your deep spiritual understanding of things
For giving your daughter the confidence to dance
For every time Kimberly smiles at me even though I’m weird

Sunday, June 10, 2007

sanctuary

Why go to church
A question asked by so many
So often
It is a respite
A haven for the soul
There is peace
Peace spoken to my soul
A rest from the turmoil
The chaos and the pain
That the world gives
I go
To receive the strength I need
To be strong another week
The steeple calls my name
And I hear the spirit proclaim
Sanctuary
Sanctuary
Sanctuary

Saturday, June 9, 2007

sappy again

I look into your eyes and see
What you think of me
A reflection
Of the woman I have always wanted to be

I hold you in my arms and know
I will never want to let you go
A model
Of the man I wished for a long time ago

Friday, June 8, 2007

when we first met

I met you one day
When I was watching someone else
You made me smile
And my night was suddenly more interesting
Then one night we danced
I said call me
You said I will
I saw you again
You made me smile
Twice you called
I wasn’t home
So I searched out your number
And invited you to park lake
We played soccer than baseball
Then you took me to eat and we talked
I watched your game
We watched a Disney
I knew I was crazy about you
That night
When you hugged me
Lisa had her party
We talked till four
Next day you made me breakfast
We bowled that night
And you held my hand
I pushed you said go slow
And I have never been so grateful
You are what I have been waiting for
Even just to date
A man of god

Thursday, June 7, 2007

pictures in my mind

I flip though pictures
in my mind
images of you
so different
but so very much you.

A blond surfer boy
in your wet suit
flying across the waves

A rugged farm boy
fixing machines
working on your tractor

A classy cowboy
in your wranglers
leading the trailride

A favorite uncle
playing with the kids
adored by each one

A soccer hardcore
racing around the field
and excited to be there

A nature boy
naming plants and animals
gonna be a park ranger

A cool guy
in your harley sunglasses
cruising in your car

A drummer guy
in the back
but the focus of the band

A wonderful mormon boy
in your suit and tie
sitting beside me in church

so many pictures
make up the man
that i adore

i flip through pictures
in my mind
images of you
so different
but so very much you.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Perhaps

Perhaps
when i grow up
i will be as nice as amy
but probably not
but she has taught me
how to love people better

perhaps
when i grow up
i will be as organized as joanne
but probably not
but she has taught me
how to dejunk my kitchen

perhaps
when i grow up
i will be as cute as stephanie
but probably not
but she has taught me
how to do melia's hair

perhaps
when i grow up
i will be as patient as nancy
but probably not
but she has taught me
how to listen to every story