It’s been two years in fact,

Since my wife Diana packed…

Leaving this world,

I was visiting the girl

And they made me sit down for the impact.

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A group of aides gathered ’round

Her door as I made my way down….

Just minutes before

Her soul left the floor,

Headed for Jesus and her crown.

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The first year was hell for me,

This year, perspective gradually…

Came and stayed,

A good friend played

A role in my healing for me!

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I had to be untrained

In the impatience that had reigned….

Years on end,

My tough and blunt friend

Broke those things deeply ingrained.

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Now we are friends,

Romance is now for distant ends….

Maybe not ever

But daily weather

What each life commends.

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Thank you…my friend!

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Jonathan Caswell

THE OLD WAYS WORK!

The updated versions of three

Characters from nursery….

Rhymes explore

Exhaustion once more,

A rest time emmergency!

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Jonathan Caswell

(The original rhyme title being…WINKIN’, BLINKLIN’ AND NOD.)

EXPLODING WITH A-I PRAISE

You Tube is, in these days…

Computer means

Repeating of scenes

And the lips of singers are out of phase!

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The same repeats over and over,

In song and scene just like the cover….

Verses few

Repeat too,

For the repetition lover!

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One style is a lion on fire,

Glowing eyes see and admire….

Believers strong

Who march along

Side lifting their Scriptures higher!

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Some, like THE DANCE OF KING DAVID,

Mix live and annimated rave-fed…

His golden couch

Has a modern sound system—OUCH!—

The shaking is exaggerated.

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Animated repeats

Are simplified and that meets….

A simple dance style

Of musical guile,

So fast production it meets!

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They do say all the right words,

And women are fine for the world….

An open robe style

Gives guys a smile,

But is that true to the Word?

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Faces are mostly white,

For the evangelistic market that’s about right…

But Israelis then

Have darker skin

But sales would be less based on sight!

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Jonathan Caswell

Can Any Technology Ever Replace the Human Conscience?

 Can God Truly Choose Not to Count Your Sin?

BELLA’S STORY

Summertime Tunes

SAM NEILL R.I.P. – ROBBERY UNDER ARMS (1985)

What a day it’s been,

Some things left in confusion…

Scrambled data

Another’s tomato,

Making mistakes doesn’t help.

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Praying in the midst of our mess,

For Eileen’s crisis addressed…

She’s caught in the middle,

So our thumbs don’t twiddle

But do what love expressed!

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Jonathan Caswell