Pancakes are flying as they are flipped Traditions carry on to the delight of many Fat Tuesday is another name Sadness as the Pagan Mardi Gras parade - Is the cause of death of a few participators I like happiness and good times, but This parade could be scraped and I would not care; all energy is wasted Sins committed for which the Savior died The birds are flying today Happy as the sunshine warms a little Deer jump six feet snow banks One, then another, just in front of us Two are standing still, waiting their turn Survival is in their instincts Friends are in flight also Some to South Carolina for a month Some to Arizona for six weeks I will stay to keep watch It is good to do so There are steady people who need encouragement Disheartened over matters they cannot control The wicked witch has left orders Then disembarked to unknown regions Has her control network in place None dare step over the line Wrath, a deadly sin, is not pretty The birds are flying Deer are jumping and surviving People are traveling for a winter respite Humble workers carry on There is goodness about There are many people who care Things may appear to be in a scramble But there is the One who knows peace and order His light will overcome all darkness Stanski February 25, 2020 ^
Skip to content
Steve Haarman 