



I am very interested in many things, but love passionately just a few. I love my husband and three sons, and my extended family, I love the God of the Christian Bible, I love music and gardening, I love joining God in the work He is doing in the world, I love nature. I thoroughly enjoy heady conversation on deep subjects, as well as funny and touching movies. I love to teach and lead and share my life. I love to cook. I love to learn and think.
If you're up against a bruiser and you're getting knocked about -
Grin.
If you're feeling pretty groggy, and you're licked beyond a doubt -
Grin.
Don't let him see you're funking, let him know with every clout,
Though your face is battered to a pulp, your blooming heart is stout;
Just stand upon your pins until the beggar knocks you out -
And grin.
This life's a bally battle, and the same advice holds true
Of grin.
If you're up against it badly, then it's only one on you,
So grin.
If the future's black as thunder, don't let people see you're blue;
Just cultivate a cast-iron smile of joy the whole day through;
If they call you "Little Sunshine," wish that they'd no troubles, too -
You may - grin.
Rise up in the morning with the will that, smooth or rough,
You'll grin.
Sink to sleep at midnight, and although you're feeling tough,
Yet grin.
There's nothing gained by whining, and you're not that kind of stuff;
You're a fighter from away back, and you won't take a rebuff;
Your trouble is that you don't know when you have had enough -
Don't give in.
If fate should down you, just get up and take another cuff;
You may bank on it that there is no philosophy like bluff,
And grin.
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea a pale moon rises.
The ships have come to carry you home.
And all will turn to silver glass,
A light on the water,
All souls pass.
Hope fades into the world of night.
Through shadows falling out of memory and time.
Don't say we have come now to the end.
White shores are calling.
You and I will meet again.
And you'll be here in my arms,
just sleeping.
What can you see on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea a pale moon rises.
The ships have come to carry you home.
And all will turn to silver glass,
A light on the water,
Gray ships pass into the west.