Friday, December 31, 2010


The first day of the first month of the new year
God's eternal Love has placed us here
When we are open to His Word He stays near
May all of us to the Lord's Law lend an ear.

The first day of the first month of the new year
Holds promise, hope, and an awesome fear
The Lord's Joy in our hearts evokes a tear
What a blessing we cannot into 2011 peer.

The first day of the first month of the new year
Welcomed at the stroke of midnight clear
Amidst festivities celebrated with cheer
Includes families and friends we hold dear.

© Mel Patterson - 1-1-11
Little girl pink and pretty playing in the snow
Frolicking, tumbling, running, and on the go
Bundled up warmly, head to toe
Now supine through a sled-like slide
Gleefully waving an arm by each side
And creating snow angel wings that glide.

There is such joy to watch this little girl
Crowned with brunnette helmet of curl
Dreaming of balleting in graceful twirl.

The Seasons come and go but..
Winter's her delight!
Watching her snow-happiness,
O such a sight!
To be her age again?
I would in a minute,
if I might...
if I might..
if I might.

© Mel Patterson, 12-330-10

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Little Innocents

Holy Innocents who died as little Martyrs
Their blood poured, now God's Partners
Because of the reigning King Herod's fears
Those stripped parents shed copious tears.

Wailing in sorrow in every tomorrow
Not one hour could one parent borrow
Hearts rended in indescribeable pain
Never would mourning their babes wane.

Is it not the same today here and now
Babies are ripped apart somehow
Hearts rended in indescribeable pain
Never to know why the seed became.

O Lord, send your Holy Spirit
That a pregnancy they might not fear it.
Give insight to the new mother to be
To deliver her baby because of Thee.

© Mel Patterson, 12-28-10

Sunday, December 26, 2010


Sleepless night
Is my plight
In the wee hours
O His Powers
Get me to my knees
Hear my pleas, please
As I pray
This early day
For lost souls
On all poles
To know You
Love you, too.
Lord, bring them in
To the glory of heaven
Send Your grace
To every race
To every tongue
That's ever sung
Send your Spirit
That all endear it
Let's hear Your Voice
Then we shall rejoice
You alone are our choice.

© Mel Patterson, 12-26-10