lay down with lion
Ireland livestock
Australian Shepherd
fleecy fluffy flocks
super soft t-shirts
lovely babies
born in the spring
Amish afghan
Mennonite wool
Montana
New Zealand
Australia
wooly
coarse haired
lamb
There are different museums
I enjoy to see items of the past
The way people lived in the past
Such as living in the 1800
Or later then those years
Castles are interesting
Walking through the rooms
Learning the history
of that time
The way they dressed
How they entertained
themselves and guests
Classical cars from early
years
Are still an interest now
I have always love them
Enjoyed to go to shows
Wait for a winner to be
chosen
For the best car of the month
The other museum
I really enjoy Mennonite
It shows the way they live
Without moderation
Living in the time of now
They somehow seem to
manage
Living in the time of now
The beautiful fuchsia crepe myrtles are enticing today
So Mennonite mama takes her child outside to play.
Child is enjoying dandelions, picking them for fun.
Her lovely homemade sunbonnet keeping out the sun.
Mama is trimming the crepe myrtles, taking limbs in for lunch.
To brighten her tidy clean home; she loves fuchsia a bunch.
They will look pretty on the table next to Grandma’s pretty lace.
She has to hurry, for man will be home soon. She picks up the pace.
They are diligent workers, this mom and her child.
They have created a meal of biscuits and gravy not mild.
Her husband loves a little spice in his gravy, so she does it up fine.
Then she and her daughter hang clothes on the line.
Their home is spotless, and their meal is the best.
They live simply, yet happily, and sew things inside their nest.
She is confident her daughter is growing up the right way.
She smiles as she watches Suzanna mimic her throughout their day.
Is God Jewish, keeping kosher
and laying down the Law?
[Though the Israelite name
was unpronounceable--no vowels,
because what human can truly
speak the name of God....]
Is God a Roman Catholic,
with an army of saints behind him?
Or maybe He's a Mennonite,
plainly dressed and plainly spoken?
Could God be a fiery Baptist,
reminding us that hell's torment
is as real as heaven's joy?
Might He be an Episcopalian,
soft-spoken, and all so polite?
[Though in England He would
say He's an Anglican, and have
a classy British accent...]
Perhaps God is a Hindu,
manifesting in 33 million ways,
or maybe He likes to be called
Allah in the desert places?
What does it matter what
God's name is, so long as
you seek Him, and know
you are not God...?
Pride flags fly high today
Folk music family
Mennonite bureaus
So many melons and windsocks and dreamcatchers
This place signals a rebellion
Echoing antebellum times, seething with vibrancy and it boiled over
And for a moment broke the inertia
Love wins today and today we know
That we are a people of progress
But koyaanisqatsi waits for us outside this field
Just past these barns
Most of us are forced to march with that army too but
We can build a bulwark here and move it out beyond the dusty paths
It is up to you artisans, Amish, millennials, immigrants, farmers, poets
Today I secretly join your ranks
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