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Fall Clean Up Time

It's fall clean up in my garden, Lord. I'm feeling, sad, lonesome and blue. The grasses and the weeds have over run The lovely flowers, planted there for You. Is this a mirror of my life, dear Lord? Have all my kinder deeds been overcome By ugly thoughts and hurting acts and words? Wild dandelion crowds out chrysanthemum? Now as I pull the banefull weeds and grass, Removing each intruder one by one, I hope to stand before you judgement day Well kept, weed free, with all my gardening done. lWon a no. 1 in Brian's contest

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Nick Bagnall

Date: 9/26/2011 7:50:00 AM

Congratulations on the win, I like the thoughs behiond this one, not just a simple autumn poem.

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 9/25/2011 3:26:00 PM

Congratulations on your win in Brian Strand's "Fall Your Choice" contest Joyce. Love, Carol

Don Johnson

Date: 9/24/2011 3:11:00 AM

Well done cousin the extended family is proud of you...xox

Kim Merryman

Date: 9/23/2011 9:34:00 PM

I love this! Congrats on your win, Joyce. Kim

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 9/23/2011 7:01:00 PM

A wonderful win for you Joyce. Congratulations on your number one spot. I used to feel somewhat the same way about the dandelion until I visited Bavaria in the springtime and beheld a sea of dandelions that grow wild all over the hillsides. It was one of the most breathtaking sights I remember about Germany. I drink dandelion tea too.

Ralph Taylor

Date: 9/23/2011 6:58:00 PM

Congrats on 1st place, Joyce. Excellent write. Nice going. luv Ralph

Debbie Guzzi

Date: 9/23/2011 4:58:00 PM

awww Dearest joyce/ I know you like things orderly/ This I understand/But life is full of chaos/and flourishs to my plan/ What you see as useless/ Can feed improverished lands/That dandelion, gold and fair/ will make a cup of tea...and if you pick its flowers you'll have sumptous wine from ME/ so don't you fret and don't you mourn the encrouching flowers/ They're all a part of the BIGGER plan...a world for FLOWER POWER!!! taaaaaddda for YOu light & love

Gwendolen Song

Date: 9/23/2011 1:48:00 PM

This is soooooo much like a devotional, Carol. Just a wonderful illustration of pulling out the weeds that intrude our lives. Number one, yes! You did it again, Carol. I sure enjoy reading your poetry. Gwendolen

Andrew Crisci

Date: 9/23/2011 1:27:00 PM

Big congratulations on your first place, Joyce! I am very happy for you for this achievement. The last line wraps it up with hope and faith, " Well kept, weed free, with all my gardening done. " Many folks never take time to do the Lord's work...never pulling out the weeds that rampantly grow. You have done that, and your reward will be great, my friend! Have a blessed day and :)! Love and hugs, Andrew.

Bob Quigley

Date: 9/23/2011 12:02:00 PM

Thought provoking write. Nicely done Joyce. Congratulations

Phyllis Babcock

Date: 9/19/2011 1:32:00 PM

I know you are weed free and your garden is fine. l love this poem Joyce. I just finished pulling out my garden and flowers and it makes me sad because it means winter will be here soon. I miss the colorful flowers and being out in the yard. I hope to stand weed free on judgement day too. love phyl