Kim Crawford Meeks
strong
Just remembered this song by Tracey Lawrence: Strong In her bare feet, white cotton dress A ribbon holding back her curls In a sweet gentle voice, she sings a lullaby To two sleepy little girls In the nightlight glow as her babies drift off She looks so fragile, looks so so soft (Chorus:) She’s strong […]
be still
This Christmas Be still. For a moment Be still. And listen Be still. There is a still, small voice Be still. He is speaking Be still. Take it in Be still. You will know Be still.
Christmas
Christmas is a time to realize The peace offered in the warm glow of a candle The heartache of those we miss, who are gone The anticipation in a child’s mind, waiting on Santa to come The joy of the twinkle of the tiny lights on the tree The flavors of mint, nutmeg, and cinnamon […]
Written for Theophilus
Dear Kim, Theophilus asked me to write on his behalf. I have stories that will make you laugh. We met just soon after you were gone. He was sad, sitting there alone. I asked if he would like to climb up a tree He replied “not really, are you kidding, it’s me.” He showed me […]
good night
Crickets are loud I hear them singing a tune Frogs are croaking Songs to the moon Dogs are barking the beat like a drum The breeze through the leaves causes a hum Good night sweet love God is watching from above kim
just try
Understand that other people have different backgrounds, experiences, heartaches, hopes, lessons, perspectives, etc…in their hearts and minds, therefore they are not going to act, react, or feel the way you do. If it makes them uncomfortable, then don’t do it. You will feel better for making someone comfortable than seeking your own personal joy. just […]
Theophilus, Theophilus, Where Are You?
Dear Theophilus, I just want to let you know. I missed you in the snow. Were you warm? Did you have food? What are you like in the cold? What’s your mood? During the storms, and winds oh so strong Were you able to stay in your home where you belong? Did waters flood you […]
a few small words
Whoever said “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me” was wrong. Words cut deeper than a knife, bruise more than stones, and hurt worse than a kick in the behind. A few small words can be perceived in a way that may seem terrible to many, but much differently […]
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday Aunt Gladys. We miss her laughter, crazy sense of humor, funny laugh, and caramel popcorn already. I already miss her at holidays and the way she called me Darlin. Her birthday is today…93. My mom gave her a party Sunday and hired Elvis to sing to her, but she didn’t make it. Instead, […]
Unveiled & Untangled 