"Princess and Daughter of the King"

The following poems were written this last week. The last one was written last month for another greeting card for Women's Equality Day.. A CHOCOLATY DAY Chocolate, um.., chocolate, how good, makes me think of how sweet you are. I’d send you a box. I really should since you live not close but too far. Chocolate, that velvety, smooth brown with fillings, some coconut and nuts make my face light up, no more frown. So grab a bite and don’t be a putz. Fill your day with sweet, sweet bliss with chocolaty fingers and sugary mouth. Forget the other candies. I won’t miss ‘cause Chocolate lets energy just sprout.. Copyright, 9/24/2008, Kathryn Tyler Little FALL’S WISHES This is the day that the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be very glad in it. Though our plans and dreams may fade, and friends are far away, let’s sit. Let’s look at all the beauty displayed. Remember our friends, our hearts’ knit, as we enjoy nature’s trees as they sway, with gold and reds, all Fall’s c

When my husband Richard was a little boy on the Navajo Reservation, his mother Amy, would take him out sheepherding. He'd sit around playing with sticks and stones that he called his toys. As he grew older he took the responsibility to watch over the sheep. His mother would send him out with pieces of dried meat and tortillas or fried bread and sometimes dried corn and plenty of water. Sheepherders take the flocks to water or where there's grazing and good grasses to eat. When he took me down to Cactus Valley he would show me some areas where he would watch his sheep and showed me various types of grass that appealed to them. He talked about his favorite dog Skippy who protected him and helped him. There were times when mountain lions and wolves would prey upon a lonesome sheep or lamb but Richard was armed with sling shots and rocks he'd hurl at them and yell and sometimes scream for them to leave. He said it was hard work taking the sheep out and not get back for sometime

The Lord is Coming Back As I look out the window to see the pink blossoms, they express such beauty and purity and reality, that I can’t help but thik how the Lord sums all those flowers and weeds in such surety. We will go to His throne some wonderful day but will we be ready to say our work’s through? and will we be glad we’re there so we can say Yes Lord, I did what you bid and did what I knew. Some wonderful day we’ll see our loved ones who have passed so many tests and many trials. And we’ll sing for joy for what we have done to labor for the Lord and reap riches in piles. Some of us won’t be there to celebrate with Him for we who have forgotten His kindness and words, will be uprooted from the dry foundation within, and never will His face be seen, but only discords. So, world be ready for our time is very short and our Lord will come so soon like a thief that He will catch us unaware. We won’t retort. So make each moment count for Him in belief. We have a dream and soon it will