Love Conquers

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Love Conquers

Finds a way

With words to say

Boundless and rich

 

Love conquers

Despite great distances

Responds in an instant

With faithful hope

 

Love conquers

Awakens each morn

Feels like being reborn

Lasts and lasts

 

Love conquers

Between two hearts

Eager for a start

Together at last

 

Love conquers

Each special day

Adventure comes our way

Exciting and endless

 

Love conquers

Thoughts to savor

Bringing each a favor

As sunrise arrives

 

Love conquers

Arrives without sound

Loving actions just abound

Every special moment

 

Love conquers

Forgetting the past

Bringing smiles to last

Faithful and forgiving

 

Love conquers

God’s at hand

Footprints in the sand

Reigns into Eternity

 

Big Sky Buckeye has written several poems which express love in different forms and with their own unique meanings.  Here is a sample of three of his favorite ones.

A man and a woman find love in their own way in Across the Street.

A family finds God’s love in bringing a special daughter into their presence in God’s Miracle.

A man and a woman reach out to each in a long distance relationship in Love’s Destiny.

James Dobson Quote

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The only true source of meaning in life is found in loving family.  Today and every day, let me show my family that I love them by the things that I say and the things that I do.

From Joshua 24:15:  “Now if you are unwilling to serve the Lord, choose this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served in the region beyond the River or the gods of the Amorites in whose land you are living; but as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.”

Love’s Destiny

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Waking up early on a cold December day

Love fills a man’s heart with much to say

Driving for hours down a solitary highway

Love travels along in an encouraging way

 

Discovering ways, over the months, of staying close

Love opens up ways to correspond, making the most

Sending beautiful notes, cards, emails, and more

Love delivers its delightful words—ready to soar

Receiving a call at pre-arranged times

Love melts the distance, always fine

 

Pulling into the Bismarck airport, ticket in hand

Love boards an airplane, heading to a new land

Flying east through endless, friendly skies

Love reminisces with a smile, as time flies

Transferring to one more flight, halfway there

Love paints with color, adding magic and flair

 

Landing in Columbus, awakens anxious emotion

Love lights up, presenting its passionate devotion

Waiting for luggage, eyes intently searching wide

Love waits for a woman to appear from the side

Meeting at long last, up close and personal today

Love radiates between two souls, with lots to say

 

Loving each other, despite the great distance

Love creates a spark, more than an instance

Witnessing love through God’s guiding hands

Love finds a way to a pair of wedding bands

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This story is true.  The love expressed between two people conquered the miles between Ohio and Montana.  Now you know the rest of the story.  My bride and I recently celebrated our 12th wedding anniversary. 

Grandpa’s Doughnuts

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Grandpa snuck away from Grandma one morning.  She was busy with her quilting, and he felt an urge to satisfy his sweet tooth.

Just down the street, a little doughnut shop waited with the hottest coffee and the most treasured, sweet creations ever made.  Without Grandma nearby to fuss at him, he could enjoy coffee, doughnuts, and some conversation with whomever dropped by the shop.

He orders the usual:  coffee with his two favorite doughnuts.  Boston-cream and maple-covered long john, each looks mouth-watering and delicious.

Behind him, the shop’s door opens, and two little children bust in with giggles and way too much energy.

“Grandpa, Grandpa!”  His grandchildren, Ben and Lydia, just happen to discover where Grandpa is hiding out.

A moment later, Grandpa is enjoying coffee, spending time with two very special children, and sharing his doughnuts.

There will be another time for enjoying doughnuts, but loving Lydia and Ben . . . Precious!

 

Haiku Series #10

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Love Is . . .

Lasting promises

Always unconditional—

Till death do us part

 

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Stewardship

Stabilize our earth

Honor God’s great creation—

Denial no more

 

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Motivation

Needing to write more

Reaching for novel ideas—

Keep the coffee hot

 

If you are in the mood for another Haiku series, check out a previously published set at Haiku Series 9.

Across the Street

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My retirement years usually produce a smile

But some days sink my spirits deep, by miles

My childhood sweetheart and lovely bride

Now rests with God, absent from my side

I stay occupied with my yard each morn

Discovering pleasure from nature’s form

 

There is a fine lady across the street

She emerges looking nice and sweet

She stays active around her place

Her yard definitely fits her tastes

The grass is mowed and trimmed

I wonder how she stays so thin

 

There seems, between us

A subliminal connection

Inviting her for coffee

Is my dreamy confession

 

Her petunias appear superior to mine

Perhaps I’ll ask for her secret, in time       

She smiles when my puppy is outside to play

I wonder what her plans will be for this day

I imagine what she might think about me

Watching me hang a bird feeder in a tree

 

There seems, between us

A subliminal connection

Inviting her for coffee

Is my dreamy confession

 

We both come from the same generation

Her beauty creates a wonderful sensation

I’m thinking of walking across the street

Meeting this fine lady would be a treat

She steps back inside from the dry, summer heat

Perhaps tomorrow morning, we can finally meet

My Grandfather lost his childhood sweetheart and bride, but believe it or not, he found love again . . . across the street!

This real-life experience, along with Jen Goldie’s story about “The Man Across the Street”, inspired the writing of this poem.  Visit Jen’s very creative story with the link shown below.

The Man Across The Street — Jen Goldie – A little this, a little that, some real and some imaginings.