The family journey

Greatly anticipate the joy of a newborn,

The family increases, ties are bonded,

Echoes of joyful youthful sounds,

Create laughter amid the tears,

That come with disagreements.

 

Greately steer them into adulthood,

The family looks up to them,

Rashness of teenage voices

Calmed by listening ears,

Brings  wisdom that stands like monuments.

By Susanna Dziworshie

(Copyright 2017)

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A jolt, a song and a Birthday breakfast.

Jolt

I felt the jolt, as I was in deep sleep I thought it was a dream.  Then came another and another, so it wasn’t a dream after all.  I distinctively heard children’s voices singing “Happy Birthday to you Mum, Happy Birthday to you Mum ” and they added their own verse, “Wake up and eat your breakfast”.  At this point I started yawning and stretching, with the aroma of a delicious English Breakfast and the children’s happy faces, I didn’t need any convincing.  I thanked, hugged and kissed each of them and winked at my husband who had supervised their morning endeavours.

The Power of His Love

The measure of your love,

So deep it touches the depth,

And we couldn’t fathom its ending

That no one could ever reach,

Such a height that’s way above an Everest

Upon Everest of skyscrapers you ever did see,

And this is all without the width measure,

The inclusion of which would be and is

It is a truly miraculous power because

It’s the Love Jesus Christ Our Lord has for us.