by Anne R. C. Neale

When a baby is born God gives it the first breath,
God breathes into its lungs to make it cry,
That first breath is a gift that is done by God,
God gives the first breath of life, that is His to do, that is why,

Our breath of life is created by He,
God gives it and He takes it away,
Our soul God creates to live forever,
But our breath of Life will cease some day.


A Poem to Share

by Anne R. C. Neale

You never know what lies ahead
You never know where your Spirit will be lead,
You never know when good news will come
You never know when your life will be done.

You never know when things will go awry
You never know when you’ll be sad or cry,
You never know how you your happiness will last,
You never know so each day have a blast.

You never know, God wants it that way,
God wants you to focus on Him and pray,
You never know what each day will bring,
You never know when you be called to hear the Angels sing.

I had a discussion the other day with a friend about guardian angels. Do you have one? I do. Here’s some poetry for my friend.

Prayer to the Guardian Angel

Angel of God
My guardian dear,
to whom God’s love commits me here,
ever this day,
be at my side,
to light and guard,
to rule and guide.

I say this each night at bed. My guardian listens and watches nearby.
What about my friend? What about you?

As my readers know, I believe the Bible contains a lot of poetry. Further, you know I am particularly passionate about Psalm 23. Perhaps it is my favorite verse in the Bible. I have posted numerous versions. Here is another from the Saint Joseph Edition of The New American Bible (1992).

Psalm 23

The Lord is my shepard;
there s nothing I lack.
In green pastures you let me gaze;
to safe waters you lead me.
You guide me along the right path
for the sake of your name.
Even when I walk through a dark valley,
I feel no harm for you are at my side;
your rod and staff give me courage.

You set a table before me
as my enemies watch;
you anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Only goodness and love will pursue me
all the days of my life;
I will dwell in the house of the Lord
for years to come.

Do you have a favorite version?

This poem is attributable to Elisabeth Kubler-Ross’s grandmother in the book “The Wheel of Life — A Memoir of Living and Dying” by Elisabeth Kubler-Ross.

Always when you think
You cannot make it anymore
From out of nowhere
Comes a little light.

This little light
Will renew your strength
And give you the energy
To go one more step.

band of gorillas
bed if clams, oysters
bevy of quail
brace of ducks
cast of hawks
cete of badgers
charm of goldfinches
clowder of cats
clutch of chicks
colony of ants
congregation of plovers
covey of quail, partridge
cry of hounds
down of hares
drift of swine
drove of cattle, sheep
exaltation of larks
flight of birds
flock of sheep, geese
gaggle of geese
gam of whales
gang of elks
grist of bees
herd of elephants
hive of bees
husk of hares
horde of gnats
kindle of kittens
knot of toads

— From the book “I Didn’t Know That!” by Lavinia Dobler, 1978


The Leader is best,
When people are hardly aware of his existence,
Not so good when people praise his government,
Less good when people stand in fear,
Worst, when people are contemptuous.
Fail to honor people, and they will fail to honor you.
But of a good leader, who speaks little
When his work is done, his aim fulfilled,
The people say, ‘We did it ourselves.’

~ Lao Tzu, Chinese philosopher,
Founder of Taoism (born circa. 500 BC)