David H Killop
Scraggy fingers grasp the sky
Their fleshy leaves now long time lost
Returned to earth from whence they came
A ruined crown now dressed with frost.
The tree now naked stands serene
While nature tries with snow to dress
Yet thus disrobed the beauty bides
The tree is still a tree no less.
On its axis spins the earth
And circumnavigates the sun
Moving to that place in space
From whither summer seasons come.
The buds exploding on the branch
Open up to summers rays
And winter nights are giving way
To longer warmer summer days.
The tree all green in glory now
Reveals to us some greater power
Which we may never understand
Until, perhaps, our final hour.
In Memory Lies Hope.
There are many, many kinds of love
You'll Experience during your life
There's the love you have for your parents
And the love you have for a wife
There's the love you have for your children
And the ones that your children have wed
But the strangest love is for loved ones
long after those loved ones are dead.
For the memories are all of your being
They're the joy of the things of the past
Of the precious times spent together
That for ever and ever will last
Is this what makes loved ones immortal?
Is this why believing's the thing?
That sends from the grave the good message
That death has really no sting.
Yet one must think of the present
And what the future can bring
To make the memory important
And tell of that wonderful thing
So when it is time for departure
We take this message to send
to all in the world who are grieving
That parting is never the end.
David H Killop
A CAUTIONERY TALE FOR CHRISTMAS.
Christmas bells are ringing this time is oh so sweet
All those fancy tempting shops think it's all so neat
Tills go jingle jangle the money's rolling in
People overspending this must be a sin.
Time will come for paying by now the time is gone
To try to be more thrifty the budget's gone all wrong
The letter box is clanking the postman calls with grief
Today there's only eight demands so that is some relief.
And he will call tomorrow with another bulging hand
We only wish that we had thought of credit being panned
Cah will only stretch so far the stuff is not elastic
So when you have no credit it's time to rip the plastic.