Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Bells

             
 

Due to my bells skills, I thought this poem would be appropriate. 



 
 
 
 

         HEAR the sledges with the bells --
                     Silver bells !
What a world of merriment their melody foretells !
          How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,
                In the icy air of night !
          While the stars that oversprinkle
          All the heavens, seem to twinkle
                With a crystalline delight ;
             Keeping time, time, time,
             In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells
      From the bells, bells, bells, bells,

                     Bells, bells, bells --
   From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.

                       ~Edgar A.Poe


Wednesday, November 6, 2013

A Light to My Path

Baking with my sister.


Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.
Psalms 119:105

If I did not have a lamp during my situation I would of fallen because I would not have seen the path.