Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Serenity Painting
My daughter painted this for a Christmas present. I think it came out great! I did the lettering for her!
Labels:
Canvas,
Inspiration,
painting,
poem,
prayer
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Santa's Magic Key

Here are the projects that I just submitted to Cloth, Paper Scissors. They had a call for entry on their Fan page on Facebook. The poem say:
This key is very special- - - You see- - -It won’t work for you or me!
Just hang it outside your door, Go to bed and worry no more!
Hurry and close your eyes -And say, “Goodnight”.
Because Santa is using your key, And visiting tonight!
Labels:
Christmas,
Collage,
Crafts,
design,
Hand Painted,
Holiday,
poem,
Spackling,
Submission
Monday, January 26, 2009
Grandma's Garden Blessing
Back in October, My Grandmother passed away at the age of 96. She didn't want anything done after she was gone---no viewing, no funeral, no fuss! She was cremated and we put her ashes into her beloved "Grandma Bag"(It has hearts and all the grandchildren's names on the front). Then, my Mom, sister Andrea, Aunt Maureen, and myself got to work and created this bookmark keepsake. We each added to the life story and searched for poems that she would have liked. Two of the poem pieces were in her her desk and the rest we found on the Internet. After putting all the part together and laminating, -we sent them to everyone in the family and on Grandma's Christmas card list. We won't ever forget her. Her memories, recipes and stories live on in everyone who knew her. I love you Grandma.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Hoping for Peace of Mind

I am in a really stressed out phase right now. Thanks goodness I should be starting a new job next week in hopes of simplifying my life. Whenever I get this way, I try to take bathes, take care of myself and reflect on more peaceful times. This piece is from one of those times.
My husband, had the sweetest mom, Betty. She was my best friend, when we were first married and the kids were little.
I painted this for her when I found the poem and I used it as a gift, I don't remember the occasion, probably, Mother's Day.
She left us in 1997, and Joe's dad gave it back to me, so it has been on my kitchen counter ever since. I recently, took it apart and scanned it in to my computer. I am very pleased . . . it brightened up so nicely!
It reads---"How Blessed I am. How fortunate I've been, That you are his Mother and also my Friend."
I will to add the poem back on, It's not the same without it!
FYI!- Joe's mom's name was Betty Louise and his dad sometimes called her Betty Lou. That is how I got my pen name. Just thought you might like to know.
Love You Mom!
CyndiLou
Labels:
cyndilou,
family,
flowers,
Hand Painted,
painting,
Pen and Ink,
poem
Friday, January 11, 2008
Altered Shipping Tag
Now that it is the new year, we are already looking forward to Spring Break, Graduation and then summer. The days left at school before this time, just flys by and being ready for parties, banquets and booster events takes quiet a bit of organization. Here is a tie-on favor used for a band end of season dinner that was attached to a rose for senior moms. Be Good to your Volunteers too!Party on ~CyndiLou
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Santa Kisses
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Remember 9/11 Prayer
The White House Commissionon the
Almighty God, the past year (of 2001) will be indelibly inscribed in
our memories.
We looked with horror on the terrorist attacks of last
We looked with horror on the terrorist attacks of last
September 11th.
But we looked with honor on acts of courage by ordinary people who sacrificed themselves to prevent further death and destruction.
We shed our tears in a common bond of grief
We shed our tears in a common bond of grief
for those we loved and lost.
We journeyed through a dark valley, but your light has led us to a place of hope.
You have turned our grief into determination.
We are resolved to do what is good, and right, and just.
Help us to remember what it means to be Americans—
Help us to remember what it means to be Americans—
a people endowed with abundant blessings.
Help us to cherish the freedoms we enjoy and inspire
us to standwith courage,
united as one Nation in the midst of any adversity.
Lord, hear this prayer for our Nation. Amen.
Lord, hear this prayer for our Nation. Amen.
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