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Posted on February 13, 2011 by

No need to dress up Room to mess up Strength to fess up Home is where grace lives. More corny jokes Laughter evokes Fun, happy folks Home is where joy lives. No secrets to keep Enjoying sweet sleep Drink it in deep Home is where peace lives. Forgiving a wrong Heart ties are strong Where I belong Home is where love lives. ©Anna-Marie Hawthorne

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Watersong

Posted on February 6, 2011 by

Rise and fall. The tune is slow and regular. Memory’s shadow floats on a steady breath of salty spray. Mister moon is the conductor of this melody— frothy tones mingled with starlight. Briny echoes of happier times— ripples of love’s tender ease— found lapping at your mind’s shore each time you close your eyes and hold its iridescent home to your ear. ©Anna-Marie Hawthorne

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Mother’s Day cinquain

Posted on May 10, 2008 by

For my mom’s Mother’s Day gift this year I went the handmade route. I made her a cute little hanging plaque with a poem I wrote just for her. Unfortunately I forgot to scan it before I gave it (sorry!). In case you don’t know, a cinquain is a 5 line poem that goes like this: one word (noun)two adjectives about the nounthree verbs about the nouna four-word phrase about the nounanother word for the … read on, my friend…

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When He cometh

Posted on June 21, 2007 by

And they shall be mine, saith the LORD of hosts, in that day when I make up my jewels; and I will spare them, as a man spareth his own son that serveth him. Malachi 3:17 When He Cometh When He cometh, when He cometh To make up His jewels, All His jewels, precious jewels, His loved and His own. Refrain Like the stars of the morning, His bright crown adorning, They shall shine in their beauty, … read on, my friend…

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meeting Ms. Havergal

Posted on June 3, 2006 by

I have made so many “friends” along my homeschool journey–Charles Willson Peale, Laura Ingalls Wilder, Christopher Columbus, Louisa May Alcott, Benjamin West. Then yesterday a new friend came into my life– Frances Ridley Havergal. We met quite by chance, bumping into one another at a local thrift store. And I am sure I will ever be the same. The little book I picked up for two dollars was a well-worn copy of Havergal’s Kept for the Master’s Use. (I have … read on, my friend…

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Last week’s lessons (and still more poetry) Nov. 21-25

Posted on November 28, 2005 by

I am surprised at the number of poems that have peppered my posts lately. Must be a “season” heehee. Well of course it was a short week in our celebration of Thanksgiving. Princess G asked to read Psalm 100 before dinner. I was very proud of her initiative and she read aloud beautifully. I wish she’d speak up more but she did a great job. While we are on the subject, I thought I’d share … read on, my friend…

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Thanksgiving poetry

Posted on November 24, 2005 by

I have posted a lot of poetry lately. Well, here are some more beautiful poems for the holiday. Enjoy! At Thanksgiving by Lucy Larcom For the wealth of pathless forests, Whereon no axe may fall; For the winds that haunt the branches; The young bird’s timid call; For the red leaves dropped like rubies Upon the dark green sod; For the weaving of the forests, I thank Thee, O my God! For the sound of … read on, my friend…

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The Word of God to Leyden Came

Posted on November 22, 2005 by

This poem is a must-read every Thanksgiving. It reveals the Providence of God in the lives of the Pilgrims and the preparation for America’s birth. THE WORD of God to Leyden came, Dutch town by Zuyder-Zee; Rise up, my children of no name, My kings and priests to be. There is an empire in the West, Which I will soon unfold; A thousand harvests in her breast, Rocks ribbed with iron and gold. Rise up, … read on, my friend…

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God the Artist

Posted on November 12, 2005 by

When I was working on my lessons for the week I was copying a poem by the poet Angela Morgan (which I will share here soon as well). This is another of her poems that is so wonderful I thought I would share it with you. I hope your children enjoy it as well. We try to read all the fine literature we can, especially when it so beautifully glorifies our Creator. God the Artist … read on, my friend…

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