Early Spring Dreams

Looking like the heads of lollipop sticks, or puffs of dandelion fluff, the tops of the tall trees reach

Waiting and Watching

Their wings and bodies drenched with cold, winter rain, my friends, the blue jays, patiently perch in the trees by the house by my back door.

Christmas Memories

We always bought our Christmas tree a few days before Christmas and brought it in and decorated it on Christmas Eve. My father and I used all blue lights, balls of red, green, silver, blue, and gold, metal icicles, some special glass balls, and silver tinsel.

A Thanksgiving Prayer

Thank you Heavenly Father for the bountiful harvest. Thank you for the family and friends who gather around our tables. Thank you for the happy memories of all who once graced this day.Thank you for the newborn babies, for they are our future.Thank you for the elderly who by their wisdom have much to teach us.Thank you for the beauty of the world you have created.Thank you, especially, for the flowers and the songs of birds.We remember in our prayers all who are in need.We welcome the stranger, for in doing so, we welcome you.May this day be one of true thanksgiving for our Blessings. And, may we be always mindful of the concerns of others.Amen. Bernadette Gentry, 2019

Fall Thoughts

Even though Fall’s great Beauty may be touched with poignancy, we must partake of it with fullness of heart.

My Thoughts on Finding Inner Peace

With all the violence and hatred in our world today, how does one find inner peace? I think to myself, how does one find inner peace?

Chorale invites young poets to submit entries

To celebrate its 50th anniversary in 2020, the Farmington Valley Chorale has commissioned a new musical composition by Ellen Gilson Voth. For lyrics, the composer hopes to incorporate an original poem by a local teen with poetry of Connecticut’s past Poet Laureate Rennie McQuilken.

Flowers

When I see the police officer directing traffic at Meadow View Farms in Southwick, I’m always amazed that so many people, like me, love flowers! 

June Thoughts

The corn grows in the fields. 

Songbirds make their music. Listen—

You can hear their singing.

For a Friend

I think of you especially, today, as I see the red geraniums and small American flags on the graves in the cemetery. Later, there’ll be a parade in your honor and for all who so bravely gave their lives for our country.