Ode to My Thighs

Oh Thighs, how lovely
you used to be
So muscular and thin
Firm and solid, you stood apart
No dimples in your skin

On Sunny days the shorts
were short
and swimsuits had no skirts
to run and play were easy feats
and I never missed dessert

I woke this morning
and took the hill
that left you in this pain
I had to make it happen if I should
ever wear shorts again

Oh Thighs, how lovely you
used to be
so muscular and thin
I'll walk a thousand miles
to slim you down again.

A Beautiful Reminder

The Consecrated Hands of a Priest
We need them in life’s early morning,
We need them again at its close;
We feel their warm clasp of true friendship,
We seek them when tasting life’s woes.
At the altar each day we behold them,
And the hands of a king on his throne
Are not equal to them in their greatness;
Their dignity stands all alone;
And when we are tempted and wander,
To pathways of shame and of sin,
It’s the hand of a priest that will absolve us–
Not once, but again and again.
And when we are taking life’s partner,
Other hands may prepare us a feast,
But the hand that will bless and unite us–
Is the beautiful hand of a priest.
God bless them and keep them all holy,
For the Host which their fingers caress;
When can a poor sinner do better,
Than to ask Him to guide thee and bless?
When the hour of death comes upon us,
May our courage and strength be increased,
By seeing raised over us in blessing–
The beautiful hands of a priest.

When you can't think of what to pray: Prayers for Priests

O What A Beautiful Morning

It's Thursday! It's Thursday! Yay Yay Yay!
There's no big news, no party or fair
Just a big bright smiling sun to share
Jump up and down, smile and say,
It's Thursday! It's Thursday! Yay Yay Yay!

Poetry in the Morning

My mom sent me this little gem in email this morning.

Cleaning Poem

I asked the Lord to tell me
Why my house is such a mess.
He asked if I'd been 'computering',
And I had to answer 'yes.'

He told me to get off my fanny
And tidy up the house.
And so I started cleaning up...
The smudges off my mouse.

I wiped and shined the topside.
That really did the trick...
I was just admiring my work..
I didn't mean to 'click.'

But click, I did, and oops I found
A real absorbing site.
That I got SO way into it.
I was into it all night.(Sigh)

Nothing's changed except my mouse
It's very, very shiny.
I guess my house will stay a mess...
While I sit here on my hiney.