Beneath His Wings

Believe the angels can cry
Eye of the storm up in the sky
Neath the wind of angry dust
Eagle wings are in the flight above
Angel's voice echoes in His Love
There's wind beneath God's wings
Heaven's Door is just a sin away

Holy Words brings a message heard
In tomorrow's dreams He who gives
Souls beneath His wings does live

Wings will soar to all new heights
Imaginary view hangs midnight
Night spirits awaken thru daylight
Gone before the dawn is the starlight
Sun of day moves Earth with delight

(C)Johanna Fields
Acrostic Poem

Burning Love

In our secret moments on the wings of love

Took us to these stolen places

Loving came easy for us in the twilight

Our lips touch as we both embrace

In the starry night we became sweethearts

To seek each others burning desire

To open the window there is a soft warm

Breeze and the moon had a glow of sapphire

Our kisses was alive to take us beyond

There was a shadow of a couple so in love

Our lingering feelings needed much more

As we slipped away we found Heaven above

Waltz with me darlin in the candle light

As this time belongs to only us

The music plays a love melody across

The room saying 'I love you' is a must

Lovely red roses laid upon the bed of

Lacey sheets to take my breath away

If we make it thru September everythings

Going to be allright and will bring a new day

(c) Johanna Fields

Dancing In The Rain

There's a song in the air that I breathe
Softly spoken words were a melody I heard
Listen to the sound I'm singing in the rain
The sky has a rainbow I'm feeling no pain

A spring rain is full of delight to water earth
Letting God's landscape taking on a new look
Children at play in a waterhole outside are loud
I'm singing in the rain as it falls from the clouds

The feathered friends are near by in the birdbath
They are whistling a tune as they call to their mate
Dancing in the warm rain is such fun thing to do
Hearing the drops of rain are notes to a love song

(c)Johanna Fields

Somewhere In Time

You’re cherished as an angel, as you look

down on earth, at what you left behind.

We see a part of you, as a child smiles, heard

a word that sounds as if you were here

.We carry a memory of you inside, or see you in

a loved one’s eye. You’re a picture in our lives

each day. In a loving spirit, you are among us,

through a beautiful windfall, as you whisper

from the clouds of heaven. Somewhere in time,

we’ll meet again, like a gentle breeze, upon the

open sea. We will walk in a beautiful garden,

planted by God’s tender love. Walking into a rain.

(c)Johanna Fields

Spring's In The Air

We will miss the winter's cold in our summer heat
The nightly storms when the thunder rolls its beat
A pouring rain hits the window pane from the outside
When the sleepy moon hides behind the cloud in the sky

Spring awakens no one cries cause winter's dying today
Our feathered friends are in the warmth and here to stay
The green of the earth the ole winter frost has been gone
Dandelions in the gentle breeze are happily dancing along

The fresh morning dew has a sweet taste in the sunshine
Soon the roses will take a new growth in planting time
We will see spring in shades of color upon the glowing earth
We know spring has arrived because God has given a new birth.
(c)Johanna Fields

Life In The Bootheel

Our family lived in the back woods out on the farm
Raised in Missouri up before the sound of alarm
Day begin bright and early with rise of the sun
Our work as it started it seem never to get done

The hands used by mother they bled in winter time
My heart would hurt for her she was so very kind
Farming by the sweat of the brow is what you work for
Back in those days each one of your dreams seemed to soar

Life was not easy being a shared chopper working the land
We trust in God with love our garden food we had to canned
The crops was cotton and corn and livestock to be fed
Living a poor man’s ways night and day never to succeed

A household of children went to school we had better learn
Life in the bootheel we worked in the fields as hot sun to burn
Where the dirt was gumbo our life along the mighty river banks
Under a roof with parents at home you was not to old to be spanked
© Johanna Fields

Secrets

Secrets
Years go by, secrets become disclosed and solitude in my ownspirit lost to silent. Integrity, with knowledge to conquer the secret and to lay behind the hidden door. Locked inside the mind,suddenly it's a complete burden, a mystery to oneself, not to beneglected or violent, it would like to speak out a loud cry full of hostility, only to walk the floor.Secrets is only the hidden truths that troubles the heart, if it can find a place to hide. Let the Lord be the comforter and the communicator to the family, then there is a peace of mind. God did not make a perfect family to have absolute faith in Him. The willingness to confide in secrets are common in life. The heart is the keeper, the key is the treasure like no other of its kind,When there is a confession of a secret, be the listener, don't be the betrayer, when trust is broken, the language of love becomes betrayed, Be the rock to lean on when confronted the secret of another. The gift of a secret can unwrap the happiness, the sadness, and the weakness. The truth needs to be in the eyes of the beholder, love that endures the beauty Don,t, let hope escape it is on scared grounds as we walk through life with each other.For a family, the language of love is a word so complicated, it can not be understood. Lord take care of what we cannot see, when love knocks at my door, in reality, may we have the key to open.

Penned by Johanna Fields