Pammy's World

Exploring the World Around Me

World of Beauty

I have to write what’s in my heart
Right now lest I forget
The beauty of the flowers
That grow upon the way
The blue jay and the mockingbird
I love to see them play
The little squirrel that sets upon
The branches of the trees
The butterfly and the hummingbird
The humming of the bees
When I feel blue and sad and down
I stop and look around
At all the beauty of the world
God gave to us abound.

Mary Francis Kierepka
3/17/1932-9/28/2017

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7th Child

I was born in a dust storm,
In a Texas cotton field,
In the middle of the Depression,
In the year of 32.
Seventh child to my mother,
Who had all the mouths to feed
Here I came a little sapling,
In a great big family,
Raised on cornbread, milk, and taters,
And a lot of love you see.

Mary Francis Kierepka
3/17/1932-9/28/2017

My Love

Love to me is lost in time
A long, long time ago.
There was a happier time than this,
With faces all aglow.
I thought it would last forever
That time of love and peace.
With children around the fireside
A home of love uncested.
That time has gone forever
And trouble weighs me down.
But I thank God in Heaven,
For the happy years we found.
And the children and the grandchildren
That will live on after me.
They are part of us forever
I love them all you see.

Mary Francis Kierepka
3/17/1932-9/28/2017

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The sun is shining in my window
I can hear them morning birds sing
In my heart I’m feeling sorrow
I wish that I could feel the spring.

Mary Francis Kierepka
3/17/1932-9/28/2017

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We try to do the best we can,
For we are here but a little while
We think we’ve reached out for the end
But we have to walk the other mile.
Lord God above, please take my hand,
That I might reach the other land.

Mary Francis Kierepka
3/17/1932-9/28/2017

Not My Moth-er

Fungus Among Us