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LOVE VISITS EARTH

The day Love came to visit earth he didn't like the things he'd seen.

Hate had been here before him and had made the people mean.

He thought, "this place really needs me, think I'll stick around."

So he came down through the clouds and he settled on the ground.

Then from the crusted dirty soil the grass grew tall and green,

and tiny baby flowers grew, and the sparkling brooks were seen.

The trees began to grow so tall they almost reached the sky,

they tickled the clouds with their waving leaves and the clouds began to cry.

The tears of joy filled all the lakes and the fish sang out with glee.

through out the land the song was heard and all joined in harmony

Now Hate saw the things that Love had done and angry he became

for Love had ruined all his fun, yes it was Love who was to blame.

"well", he thought, "he might control the flowers and the trees,

but he can't change the people here for they belong to me."

But Love was not content with just these changes he had made.

He wanted to see the children laugh and no longer be afraid.

He threw a kiss to the wind and said, "now scatter it around."

and the wind liked the things that Love did so he blew it to the ground.

Now here and there a smile was seen and laughter soon was heard,

and love was glad now that he had come to spend this time on earth.

Then Hate began to tremble and he grew, and grew, and grew,

He'd met his match on earth and he knew that he was through.

But every now and then he crawls into some unsuspecting heart

and stirs up trouble on the earth and then the fighting starts.

But Love is still much greater and knows the people still want him

and Hate doesn't have a chance, he knows he cannot win.

So love just hangs around this earth and hleps where ere he can

For he know that if he leaves, Hate will take over once again.

Written by Shirley Winters

SEASONS OF OUR LOVE

In the springtime of our love I wore jeans and big pigtails

and you were tall and skinny and played with snakes and snails

I used to follow you around like a little puppy dog

over meadows swamps and swails to help you catch a frog.

In the summer of our love you grew so tall and straight

And I was proud and happy when you asked me for a date.

And I'll always remember when I was asked to share your life.

In the summer of our love we became man and wife.

In the fall time of our love the children came to us,

and our love grew stronger year by year through the trouble and the fuss

in such a short time they left to build lives of their own

and once again, my darling, we were left alone.

In the winter of our love our hair is turning white

But our love is still growing and everything is just right.

The seasons of our love have been beautiful to me,

and I know we'll be together throughout eternity.

Written by Shirley Winters

FEEL AND EXPERIENCE

As the quiet, cold chill of winter slowly gave way to the warm melting breeze of spring,

my very soul throbbed to the sounds and sight of the approach of long lazy summer days.

The song of nature entering every pore of my being, bringing soft tingling joy, saying

"I'm here. Look around.  Feel and experience."

and I felt, looked, and experienced.

The growing of the bud into the tiny leaf, growing, growing until the full bounteous trees became one large mass of green.

Blending all of natures colors into unequaled beauty.

And I felt and Experienced nature in her quiet dignity.

The growth and change of season was upon mother earth blessing her face with glory and majesty.

And I walked upon her surface with pride and tranquility, with a feeling of reverence

knowing that this was my small part of this vast universe I felt and experienced the bond between all life and knew that all depends on all and that the Glory of God is

in all.

I felt and experienced the universal language.  The silent communication between all there is, has been and may ever be.

Not only a seeing, touching, nor hearing, but a deeper sensing.

A communication older than all language.  The communication of ancient and eternal love.

Communication between all spirit.  It is there

Feel and Experience.  And I did...

Written by Shirley Winters

DEAR DAUGHTER

Today I felt anguish at your footsteps, for they are mine.

Where you are walking now I walked before you.

How I wish I could change the pathway that you now follow

for my footsteps led to misery and sorrow and I fear

that this heartache now you must also feel.

Is all of tomorrow but a reflection of yesterday?

One eternal round where time meets time anew?

Must my yesterday be destined to be your tomorrow?

Oh, I pray that this pain may be mine and mine alone.

That you might change your course and find another's footsteps to follow.

One who will lead you down a happy road

One who will lead you to God and Eternal life

But no; I fear that this will not be so  for you are my child

I must do the leading,

It's my footsteps that must change.

For the impressions of these are embedded in your heart.

And your trust in me is as a childs should be in her mother

I will return and follow another path, one that you may follow

One that will take you to dwell with our Father, if I can.

Yes this is the footsteps that I must leave in your life, for I love you...

Written by Shirley Winters