The FieldAs I walked through the untrimmed field of wheat,I noticed untidiness under my feet.A certen feel of uncare,like the locks of my hair,I had a great want for the field to be bare.As I let my hand brush over the the bread to be,an ever small thought sparked the brain of me.Why must it be rough?Why must it be wild?Why would the great farmer abandon his child?So I picked up my hoe,and I picked up my rake,and I scraped and I scraped till it smooth as a lake.Josh T.
TeaIn the speed of modern day living,I'm glad there are some small things we still get to wait for
Like tea. Josh T.
The AntAs he crawled across the frozen wood, he felt as though a glacier, not merely a fragment of an old shipwreck, laid beneath his tiny feet. He inched along until he came upon a giant iron nail, half driven into the icy wood as a mighty oak tree half grown of the icy snow in winter. He began his climb up the cold metal until he began to regret his choice in doing so. For this little ant was not fond of the higher realms, but no matter his emotions, he continued to climb until the frozen wood lay below him. As he breached the summit, he closed his tiny eyes and waited for the sun. For it was to cold to continue on."when the light comes, and with it its warmth, That's when I'll continue home", muttered the little ant.And then he drifted off to sleep.Josh T.
LoveLike a dying rose I am expectant of my inevitable demise.I see the life that will eventually be gone of me and I wonder,That of witch is the meaning of life.Life, what is the meaning of the word itself?For I believe that above all else, the meaning of life,Is to Love,To love those that do everything to love.To even love those that do everything but love.And as you give out love in the most perfect manner.You will receive the love you bestow upon others.And you will be loved.Josh T.
The HeavensAs I sit upon the clouds.I think,I pray,I gaze upon the fading day.I watch,as the giant ball of color gives way the the horizon.I see a miraculous array of colors.I see red,and orange. I see yellow,even blue!But none of these, not even one,could match the beauty,I see in you.Josh T.