True Story 

Today, on my way to work, I stopped by a 7-11 store that I go to fairly frequently. On the cashier’s counter, were several hand made pins. The clerk then told me that there is a homeless man who comes in often. She said they give him free coffee and in return, he gives them pins and other jewelry that he makes from found objects.  The clerk gave this one to me.  Good being done in this old world. Good being done!  

Go and be blessed today!

If I Could Teach the World to Sing…

Wow! Sometimes I love the internet and sharing things with people around the world. I shared some of my Ireland pictures on my jigsaw puzzle app and got best picture 2 weeks in a row. I didn’t even realize it until later. Then today I suddenly realized I had 247 comments on the same puzzle in at least a dozen different languages!! I’m just blown away by that! I knew I loved the picture, but that so many others liked it too is really cool. (I’m so easily impressed, aren’t I?) This is the photo that has garnered so much interest.

  
In other news, I found out yesterday that I’m in the top 15% of read reviewers (8992 people) on Trip Advisor because of the places I reviewed while on our Ireland/Spain/England/France trip two years ago.   

My point is, sometimes we get frustrated by how burdensome the internet can be and by how we seem, in some ways, to be more disconnected from people. For the first 30+ years of my life, though, I would only have connected with people I met personally or maybe a pen pal in another country through school or something. Now, we live in truly a more connected world. More people are traveling abroad. There are international online communities for nearly every subject or interest known to humankind, news is known almost instantly, and we make friends with people we’ve never met in person. Lastly, through something as trivial as a photo for a jigsaw puzzle, we can bring enjoyment to people we’ve never met and who don’t even share a common language with us. 

I’m feeling more connected to the world at large in a positive way tonight than I ever have before.  When I was a little girl, I think in the late 1960’s or 1970’s, there was a Coca-Cola commercial that came out on television where people from all over the world were holding hands and singing, 

“I’d like to build the world a home
And furnish it with love
Grow apple trees and honey bees
And snow white turtle doves

I’d like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
I’d like to hold it in my arms
And keep it company
I’d like to see the world for once
All standing hand in hand
And hear them echo through the hills

For peace through out the land
(That’s the song I hear)

I’d like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony…”

That’s the way I feel tonight.  Yes, I’m a peace, hope, and love gal all the way to the bone. I feel closer to that ideal than I have in a long, long time. 

D. Elaine Wood-Lane

5/24/17

Fairy Dust and Starlight

Fairy dust and starlight,
Excite a little girl’s heart,
She’s sure there is magic,
In the sparkle of the stars.

She was only five
and had a rough life,
now in a new home,
she prayed for less strife.

Her foster parents spoke of Jesus
and going to Sunday School,
they gave her a new dress,
with sparkles, lace and tulle.

There were sparkles in her eyes,
but they slid down her face.
seems mean little girls,
didn’t know about grace.

The pretty lady noticed,
and took her in her arms,
“Honey, you look beautiful
with your sparkles and your charm.

The other little girls are jealous,
But they don’t mean you harm.
You just keep on sparkling,
Jesus made you so.

You have fairy dust and starlight,
to share with us,
and remind us of His love.

Doris Elaine Wood-Lane
10/24/16

Little Squirrel–A Poem for Children

Little squirrel, little squirrel,
please go away,
you can come back,
some other day!

We’re all out of corn,
bird seed and suet,
but if you’ll please leave,
I promise to get right to it.

You standing at the window,
tapping on the glass,
chattering angrily at me,
will not speed me up,
just wait and you’ll see!

You’re very cute
with your black button eyes,
and your chubby little cheeks,
but those will do nothing,
except gather flies.

So, go away, go away!
Why won’t you leave?
I’ve never met
such an ornery old thing!

Ok, I’ll go buy you
all kinds of seed,
if you’ll just hush up
and listen,
and then leave me be!

Doris Elaine Wood-Lane
4/27/17

Old Man

Playing cards or dominos,
as we do every week,
he slipped back into French,
then could barely speak.

His brain had grown too tired,
and his body soon it followed.

I know he is old and frail
and today he cannot think,
but it’s a hurtful thing to see,
and even harder to swallow.

Doris Elaine Wood-Lane
4/27/17

In Every Skein of Yarn Lies An Opportunity for Beauty

 

In every skein of yarn I see
and feel an opportunity for creation,
beauty, joy, comfort, and love.

For every skein of yarn is still
open to all possibilities of
what it may become in my simple,
worn out hands.

In every person I meet,
I see an opportunity for shared meaning,
creation, beauty, joy, comfort,
and love.

For every person I meet is still
a stranger and open to all possibilities of
what our relationship may become in both our
simple, worn out hands.

I always pray, with my worn out hands outstretched,
that I will see the Light in others,
and that they may see the Light in me.

Doris Elaine Wood-Lane
4/25/17

Things I Love–A New Poem

I love sitting in my recliner,
watching the little birds flutter by
outside, eating from the birdfeeder
hanging outside my window.

I love watching the kamakaze squirrel,
finding a way, always, to do magnificent
flips and jumps to get to the birdfeeder,
to steal and eat the seed meant for
the birds. (He is impressive!)

I love sunshine,
how it lights up the world,
and leaves a sense of optimism
and a beautiful smell
in everything it touches.

I love people who are kind,
who are compassionate and caring.

I love people who aren’t afraid
to touch others with their presence,
with their love and care.
Touch is so healing.

I love how water is the most important
thing we can ingest.
It is so simple and plain and yet,
we can only live three days without it.

I love the simple things in life.
I love hugs, baby toothless grins,
flowers, rain, and old dogs who
are loyal and follow me around the
house, just wanting to be near me.

I love the smell of mown grass.
I love the yardful of golden
dandelions that pop up every spring,
and stay to visit all through the
summer days and nights.

I love conversations with family,
friends, and strangers,
in person, where I can watch
their eyes and their faces
further communicate all they
try to say with words coming
from their lips.

I love that we never know
all there is to know about
love and life.

I love how just when I’m feeling
jaded and cynical,
God sends an everyday miracle
for me to observe and I
feel inspired by the simple
kindness and compassion of people
around me.

I love God.
I love people.
I love life!!

Doris Elaine Wood-Lane
4/25/17