Below are all of the entries we received for this year's poetry contest "Powerful You." Thank you to everyone who participated, and congratulations to our winners!
Numbers Have Power
By Pattie Brown
*SECOND
PLACE WINNER*
When I look in
the mirror I see seventy-four staring back at me.
Time seems to
move faster with each passing day.
My quick motion
has been replaced with a slow pace.
I no longer
worry about things I can’t control.
Laughter comes
easier when I don’t take life too serious.
I can now laugh
when my moth disconnects with my mind.
I see my gray
hair, sagging skin, dark spots and wrinkles
as my rewards
for living a productive life.
With each
passing year I have acquired more understanding,
compassion and
patience for who I am.
I wake up each
morning grateful I still have the motivation
and discipline
to meditate and exercise daily.
As my number
increases I will continue to live, give, love
and laugh as long
as my journey endures.
My Rose Colored Glasses
By Pattie Brown
When the new
report violence, corruption and despair I put
on my rose
colored glasses.
My glasses have
the power to change the way I look at things.
Wearing a smile
everyday increases my energy.
My positive
thoughts produce helpful results.
I’m more aware
of seeing the good in everything.
I have become
less critical and more accepting to the
unconventional occurrences happening every day.
unconventional occurrences happening every day.
I have faith
that changes occurring will produce a united,
Accepting and
peaceful world.
Wearing my rose
colored glasses allow me to dream big and love more
Bethlehem
By Shelia Damschroder
Years ago God’s Son was
born
Jesus our Savior early
one morn.
Bethlehem in
Pemberville you will find
Men and Women of Faith
so kind.
A Senior center so
willing to share
Love and Hope by all
who are there.
Sharing your fun with a
friend
Means Senior Centers
will never end.
Knitting, games, food…O
so good!
Speakers and Mystery
Trips set the mood.
Lonely People who need
some love
Will find it here sent
from above.
An extended Family you
will find
Everyone here so tender
and kind.
Thank you Lord for
being so true
Thank you Bethlehem for
all you do.
Everyone here from
different places,
Soon find being here
puts smiles on their faces.
Gift of Life
By Nancy Oberhaus
When dark clouds
hang low,
I must wait and
pray
With trust, the
belief I know
God is with me
night and day.
He calms the sea
And the turmoil
in me,
To share in His
glory another day.
He brings peace
to my heart
With His
everlasting love
And says “we
will never part”.
All creation
below and above
reflect His joy,
As His children
truly enjoy,
God’s Gift of
Life, day by day.
Family
By: Marilyn Lott
*FIRST
PLACE WINNER*
What’s in Joy????
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Who’s Scared????
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What’s in Anger????
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What’s Fear????
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Happiness and friends
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Nervous and curious
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Screams of tears
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Sadness, Confusion????
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Thoughts bubbling high
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Wonders fill the minds
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Cries of a hurt heart
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A big bubble of what????
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Because in my sisters joy
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because
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because
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But
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I see her fun.
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My sister is scared
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In my brother’s anger
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In my cat’s fear
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In my sisters joy
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I see her cries.
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I see red.
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I see a dash.
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I feel happy.
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My sister is scared
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In my brother’s anger
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In my cat’s fear
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In my sisters joy
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She feels trapped.
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I hear “mom!!!!”
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I hear the meow.
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I touch her fear.
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My sister is scared
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In my brother’s anger
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In my cat’s fear
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In my sisters joy
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I touch sister power.
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I touch tears.
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I touch the scared ball
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I taste her love.
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My sister is scared
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In my brother’s anger
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of fluffiness.
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In my sisters joy
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I hear the butterflies
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I feel sad.
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In my cat’s fear
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I smell that she will always
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in her stomach
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In my brother’s anger
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I taste the love.
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Be my sister.
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My sister is scared
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I smell that in different
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I smell
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ways
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Nervousness!!!!
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Will always smell Joy.
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Who knows what
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What’s happiness???
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When you think of love
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excitement is????
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Joy and love
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What do you think
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Happy??? Joy???
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Playing with friends
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of????
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Wonders of excitement
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because
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Sadness, Cuteness
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because
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In my mom’s happiness
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Your Mom or Dad?
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In my dad’s excitement
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I feel great.
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In my love I have my
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I see a tractor
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In my mom’s happiness
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Family.
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Waiting for him.
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I see a smile.
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Who do you love???
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In my dad’s excitement
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In my mom’s happiness
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I hear “Brilliant!”
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I touch our relationship.
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In my dad’s excitement
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In my mom’s happiness
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I taste our love.
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I smell something good
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In my dad’s excitement
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baking
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I smell we’re
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in the oven.
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Never going
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To be apart.
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Remembering Toni
By Julie Gutierrez
This fresh new
soul was born.
Full of
sunshine, laughter, fun
This precious
little one.
Time has passed
she struggles
to survive, each
day she fights
to stay alive.
This precious,
brave child of mine.
The angels came,
now we’re
apart.
This precious
child, broke my heart.
Remembering Toni
I laugh, I cry.
I smile for I
will see her in
awhile.
Worry not, my
heart will mend
my friend
because this life is not
The End.
The Weather
By Leiselotte Sielicki
The common topic of the weather,
certainly is nothing new;
And in those recent arctic outbreaks, we
found nothing much to do.
To see, to read and also hear, another
cold wave will be here.
A hundred warnings we must heed, (for
which we all are so in need)
Be careful thawing out those pipes and
when you drive, forget those gripes.
Don’t turn the heat up all too far,
garage door closed, don’t start the car.
You’re not to over exert yourself, by
shoveling too much snow,
Next day that white stuff is still
there, it’s got no place else to go.
We all get plenty of exercise, with
sleet and cars in tow.
But on that first hot day at 85, we
wished we had some snow.
So don’t complain, it does no good. Just
take it all in stride.
The fireplace will need some wood. Go
out, bring some inside.
How cozy it will soon become, and games
or card we are playing.
Weatherman is on again and this is what
he’s saying:
“Another storm, but not here yet, the
best thing is we go to bed.”
Vacation Preparation
By Lieselotte Sielicki
The father came home, he said: “my
dear”, the long awaited vacation is here!
So let me know what you will pack, two
suitcases fine, just not a sack.
Then junior cried: “My football too”!
Princess replied: “My dolly Sue”.
Mom scratched her head and sat on the
bed, what about our dear little pooch?
He’ll miss us a lot, cause he likes to
smooch.
Will try to hurry to find a sitter, not
to forget his collar with the glitter.
Stop the mail and garbage till then,
when we come back, all relaxed and tan.
Should we head for the woods or maybe
the beach? Lots of open spaces for the kids to screech.
Also wondering about the weather, should
we take coats or just a sweater?
Finally done, we can proceed. Dad watch
for cops, don’t go speed.
Safe we arrived at the destination,
looking forward to a fun vacation.
Days sure went by, and not so slow,
can’t believe where the time did go?
But absolutely it was so nice, like
hitting the jackpot with a big prize.
Back home again, that’s really not fair.
Relaxing is over, wished we were T H E R E! ! !
Feeling Powerful
By Shelby Hardesty
I realize how much power I have,
When my Grandchild comes to me;
She takes my hand and walks along, or sits upon my
knee.
She doesn’t mind that my gait is slow;
Or that I stop to take a rest.
She looks at me with her big blue eyes, and says,
“Grandma you’re the beast!”
My power lies, in the time I spend with her,
Influencing her life, and the special things we do.
Love is a very special feeling that can be found
most anywhere,
Love power doesn’t weaken or fade away with time;
It’s an inner strength that can be yours or mine.
Our physical strength may weaken and go,
While our spiritual strength continues to grow.
Love power is measured in many ways you see,
Love power has no limit or boundary,
Power changes in our lives as we grow older;
Decisions are made for us, and our responsibilities
limited;
Our worth becomes questionable, our minds demented.
THREE QUARTERS
By Larry E.
Slaughterbeck
In our small town
She was known as an old
maid.
Early in the twentieth
century
She was known as the
prettiest girl
In our small town.
AS the cascading years
followed her youth
Her siblings married
and raised families
She cared for her
elderly parents and babysat
In our small town.
Every Sunday she would
be found in the last row of church
Where she was baptized
and confirmed as a child
She would bake beans
for funeral dinners
On Sunday mornings
arrive as the opening hymn was sung
And every Sunday
quietly place three quarters in the offering plate
Leave as the closing
hymn was sung.
Adorned in a dress she
had sewn and later buried in
In our small town.
Then only last Sunday
in the offering place,
Beneath the offering
envelopes
Lay three quarters.
The scripture lesson
that Sunday spoke of another Sarah.
Be Strong
By Valerie Rowley
When ever things
don’t go well,
You disbelieve
or disagree,
Feel sad or get
mad.
Here is a little
Fooey Doll
Hold it firmly,
“shake it”, “poke it,” squeeze it”
Wipe your tears
with it.
Fooey can take
it,
Yell
“dog-gone-it,
Take a deep
breath, and whisper…
“I’m Strong”
‘I’m Strong”.
Internet Power
By Valerie Rowley
I was powerless when he
sent his kisses.
I was powerless when he
said sweet words.
I was powerless when he
was hurting.
I was powerless when I
thought I couldn’t help.
I was powerless when he
pulled me under his spell.
I was powerless when I
was no longer in control.
I was powerless when I
realized he had taken everything I had.
I was powerless when I
had to face that he lied.
I was powerless when I
realized all the promises were false.
I was powerless when
one day there was no repay…
I cried and prayed.
Then I realized, I have
the power.
I have the power within
and the courage to accept.
I have the power within
to overcome.
I have the power within
to continue too live.
With God I have the
power to be Strong.
I have the power within
to say “nothing can fix it”
I have the power to say
“I’m so Sorry” Please forgive me.
I Love My Grandma
By Justin Espen
I love you so.
I love my gram.
I love her so
much.
I love spending
the ight.
I love seeing
you each week.
Going to lunch
with you is great.
I love to
decorate with you so much.
You are the best
grandma in the world ever.
Camping with you
is so much fun and amazing.
I love when you
taught me cleaning and organization.
I love that my
grandma that my grandma is very helpful.
My grandma is my
inspiration and is my favorite person ever.
I love her.
She is the best.
All My Love
By George M Leslie
“To you alone I
send my love.”
“With thy help
of him above.”
“When he becomes
willing, for us some day,
To become as
one, if hard we pray.
Then will take
the vows of holy matrimony.
It will be like
our first love only.
To us that day
may seem quite distant.
But rest assured
he’ll be our assistant.
When that
marriage license we take out.
It’ll seem as
though this world has turned about.
Then up that
isle we shall walk.
It makes no
difference how people may talk.
Than over that
threshold I’ll carry you.
I shall be
extremely happy, as I do.
You see my
darling, only you I adore
A thousand
times, more, than ever before.
Because of your
love and kindness that I have had
It makes me feel
awfully bad.
That I haven’t
given you more of myself.
But simply
shoved my love, back on the shelve.
However I have
found my mistake
Our love no
more, shall shall I forsake.
From our love no
more shall we go astray.
If in him we
trust and pray.
To Jan
By George M Leslie
Not many years
ago today
We decided to
run away
The town to us
was really new
We were both in
a hurry to say I do.
We both worked
hard over the years
Through good and
bad times and a few tears
We’ve four
handsome son’s and finally a beautiful girl
They made life
and love something to endure.
They all worked
so hard and made us so proud
Through happy
days and nights and not a dark cloud.
So that you Jan
on this special day
I’m so glad we
didn’t hesitate to run away
Sixty years of
bliss
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