†††††††††††††††††† -Dolores Fruth
All the flags are flying
Up and down the street,
And as we line up near the curb,
We hear the drummers beat.
ďStars and Stripes ForeverĒ,
The band plays on and on.
The marchers feel the heartbeat
Of our nations psalm.
A smaller flag is now unfurled
Upon a hero's grave.
The sunlight fades beneath a cloud.
The colors seem to fade.
No matter if the flag is old
Or new and crisp today,
It will remind us of the ones
Who gave their lives away.
The red is for the blood they shed,
The white for noble deeds.
The blue says we will e'er be true
To our country's needs.
So fly the flag today, my friend.
Its stars and stripes will stand
For God and for America,
Our strong and noble land.
Treasure at Passavant
Look around and you will see
Our treasure and its powers.
It strengthens us in many ways
We claim it now as ours.
It is the many servicemen
Who call our campus home.
They do not talk about their deeds
Or where they had to roam.
No bragging Ďbout the hardship
Or the terrors they lived through.
They fought for God and freedom
Just for me and you.
In World War 2 the Naziís
Thought they had the upper hand
But Hitler was defeated
When Yankees took their stand.
The Japanese at Pearl Harbor
Surprised us in December.
Our boys stood tall and conquered all.
A day we will remember.
They fought to help Korea.
They went to Vietnam.
Some people taunted our good men
Who never did us wrong
Now other wars have come and gone
And still our sons we send.
We will protect our golden land
With blood, is there no end?
This treasure lives among us
And we must not forget
The freedom that they gave to us
With never a regret.
To the left is my lovely friend who celebrated her 105 birthday on May 20th. She is very alert and enjoys her friends here at Blue Ridge She is the oldest resident at Passavant Community.
We have a friend at Blue Ridge
Who we all think is great
Her birthday at one hundred five
Is cause to celebrate.
So now to Emma Nesbitt
On the 20th of May
We are so glad to call her our friend
And wish her joy today.
†††††††††††††††††††††††† -Dolores Fruth2020
MOMS THE WORD
†††††††††††††† Dolores Fruth
There are all kinds of MOMS in the world today.
Which one is yours? It's hard to say.
Combine them all and you will see
A composite MOM for you and me.
The DOCTOR MOM will feel your head:
Asks "Does it it hurt, is your throat red?"
She cautions you, "Don't read in this light,
Your eyes will dim, take care of your sight!"
The SERGEANT MOM says, "Act your age,
This is my house, you are the page.
Straighten up now and follow my way,
As long as you live here, you'll do as I say!"
There are SUPER MOMS who run all day
From home to job. They rarely play.
"I'll do it myself." is their urgent cry.
As we all sit back as they rush on by.
The COMEDIAN MOM has lines of her own;
"You'd forget your head if it wasn't screwed on,"
"What if your face stayed just like that?"
It's an "awkward stage" or "baby fat."
The PROPHETIC MOM says, "Why listen to me.
I'm just your mother, but wait and see,
When you have your own kids someday.
You'll thank me for what I had to say."
The DEAR MOM tells us, "Say thanks and please."
"Write to Grandma.", "Eat your peas."
"Don't whisper because it's impolite."
And "Kiss all around when you say goodnight."
The PHILOSOPHER MOM will help us through.
"You can't eat your cake and have it too."
"You made your bed, now lie in it."
"Wait till Dad gets home, most any minute!"
All of these MOMS are familiar, we know.
We feel their concern as we stumble and grow.
We notice that love is what they expressed.
Beneath all the words, they want what is best.
Reflections on Mothers Day
††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††† Dolores Fruth
I glance at my reflection
To find my Motherís face.
I do not know just how or when
This miracle took place.
I see them folded in my lap,
They are my Motherís hands.
When did they change? I canít recall,
It surely wasnít planned.
I walk as in my Motherís shoes.
I emulate her gait,
And as I reach the golden years,
I also match her weight.
These traits are mere coincidence
Unless I now can find
That I shall also kindred be
To Motherís heart and mind.
Mu face and form are not what counts
But how I feel inside.
If I can be transformed this way
My Mother has not died.
EVANGELICAL LUTHERAN CHURCH
OF THE HOLY TRINITY
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