DEBBIE EMBREY

DEBBIE EMBREY

UNAWARE

A newborn babe ... blessed were we

I can still picture her when she was only three,

Building blocks and cartoons

The naps she took in the afternoons

She was jumping rope at age of seven

Our little angel sent to us from heaven,

And by the year she had turned nine

She had her own way to decorate and design

The teen years came and gone

They just flew by oh so fast,

Nothing left but the memories now

Her smiles, boyfriends, little things of the past

By the time she stood beside the man

That became our son-in-law that day,

I realized that I was still unaware

Of so much that came along her way

We talked, we laughed, we cried

There she is, already a lady at twenty-one

Will the memories be all I have left

She assured me, ''Mother, they've just begun''

***

MY BIBLE

The words have more meaning to me

Than the library I've dared to own

From the beginnng to the end

I see I do not stand alone

God was with me for many years

He knows me better than anyone else

Sometimes my tendency is a foot in the mouth

And often I find I am  all by myself

So I just take out that Bible of mine

Though its words have gotten harder to see

I know that God still speaks through it

Many messages bestow upon me

My Bible has gotten rather old

But doesn't everything get better with age

I'm just thankful that He reminds me

That I'm loved on each and every page

***

UNSPOKEN SMILES

You should just see her

Sweet as she can be

Sitting there drawing

Underneath that tree

She glances up to look

At people and the skies

She's a little angel

That took me by surprise

She continues to draw

As if no one is around

She remains so silent

Daring not to make a sound

She'd glance at the birds

In the skies above

She is so full of peace

A child full of love

She continues to etch

As if it would be her last

Taking her time, dutifully

Forgetting time passed

Quietly she sets her pen

And paper to the ground

Effortlessly swaying

Still not making a sound

She looked as if humming

A tune she might know

I gradually make my way

To finally say 'hello'

She looks up at me sweetly

With a smile upon her face

Spreads her arm across

The waters as if to embrace

I tell her I see her pictures

And that she is so cute

It isn't until that moment

I realize that the child is mute

But her smiles said so much

And to me, that meant the world

I tilted my head and curtsied

As I mouthed the words 'Pretty girl'

DEBBIE EMBREY