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April 20, 2018

Jesus Blessed 4-20-18


An ear of corn was bragging so
with kernels bright and gold.
"Just look at me!  Just look at me!"
he shouted loud and bold.

Well, this provoked the big, tall stalks
that stood there proud and tall.
"Without us you'd be rotting in
the field dirt, one and all.

The dirt felt somewhat slighted then
and said the bragging hurt.
You'd both be short and sickly if
not nourished by us dirt.

The water spoke up then to say
"There's something you should know.
Without the moisture from the rain
not one of you could grow."

The sun kept right on shining as
he heard the others boast.
He warmed the ground and ears of corn.
He knew what helped the most.

Humility was lacking, but
the truth the sun could see -
that all must work together long
before the corn could be.

The sun knew that not one of them
was better than the rest.
And each of them in their own way
was really 'Jesus blessed'.

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April 8, 2018

It's So Unfair 4-8-18


My mom was simply wonderful.
She had a magic touch.
And mother loved my father too.
She loved him very much.

I never heard mom say a word
when dad would spend the funds -
though mom had many stressful days
to feed her hungry sons.

Recalling often all the ways
that she conceived a meal -
concoctions never mixed before,
ingredients unreal.

One bite would be like chewing foam,
the next so leather tough -
while I and brothers sitting there
would have to eat the stuff.

But weight upon the shoulders from
abuse is very great.
I think I have much empathy
but how can I relate?

I heard the whimpering at times.
I sometimes saw the tears.
It's so unfair to have such love
and then to persevere.

So many things are left unsaid.
What more must I explain?
Have I hurt someone like my mom?
Have I caused someone pain?

Who loves me more than mom loved dad?
What else is there to know?
How many tears does Christ still shed
because He loves me so?

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