Family Reunion Poetry Collection

When we celebrate new life or weep over lives lost we rise and tell their story. 

Their lives imprinted in our memory never to be forgotten. We rise to tell their story.

When we hear their voices in our own laughter and their song becomes the music of our lives. As we grow older and their conviction becomes that of our own. We surely rise to tell their story.

When we struggle to remember their words once spoken and almost forgotten and suddenly there they are stealing the scene and teaching us now what we could not understand then,  we rise to tell their story.

When we visit the old homestead and smell the sweet smells, touch the textures and turn the corner to a room full of memories our hearts quicken to revive and relive moments long forgotten and in an instant their very lives are rewritten on ours,  we rise to tell their story.

When we are comforted by the sweet assurance that when we reach our destiny and come to rest we will neither be alone nor be forgotten. For then you, our sons and daughters will as surely as we have, come back to this place we call home and rise to tell our story.

Because we we're born and we've been laid to rest and for all of life's celebrations in between we will once again awaken in someone's  memory who found a reason to step back in time and ressurect our past, our legend, our rich heritage and rise and tell our story. 

And O what a sweet, sweet story you will have to tell. 

Author - Mark Askew, founder, Legendary Heritage Heirlooms
http://lhh.fimark.net

To walk with wise ones and become wise -  To keep on walking when the stupid one cries. 

To value suggestions and listen to warning and conceal yourself from pain and mourning.

To keep your feet far from the house of fools and thier  laughter. To remove an eyes splinter before it becomes a rafter. 

To be cautious as a serpent 
yet innocent as a dove.
To protect good motive, value true love.

- Mark Askew, founder, Legendary Heritage Heirlooms
http://lhh.fimark.net

The Art of Living
The devising of destruction, ruin and death are the works of the dead
So let the dead bury their dead. 

While you are alive concern yourself with the art of living for 
1,679,849,607,000 things had to go right in order for you to experience the miracle of life and the fact is 
things have been going that way ever since. 

So leave the art of dying to those who are dead and hope that one day the dying will learn the art of living and so awaken from their long cold and bitter slumber and possess the warm spark of  life and the glow of grace and joy as have you.

Finding Our Way Back Home - A Family Reunion Poem

Though thousands of miles apart, her children once scattered across a vast country set this date in stone and mapped out a course and one by one each daughter and son made a journey home. They made a journey home.

Somehow by grace and providence we've arrived to fall upon the bosom of all our family. To kiss warm faces and wipe the tears of joy from cheeks cracked and dimpled by time.  We found our way back home. We found our way back home. 

By some miracle we all stand and look around and are reminded that ours is a union resilient and empowered by years of congealed tears of joy, love and sorrow. Braced by our own blood, comforted by our own songs we labor to find our way home...
We found our way back home.

While we still can stand let us vow to inspire and aspire to be true to this family union not made by chance but by the love of two hearts 
Two hearts that built this strong house. 
Because of them we found our way back home.  

Lets celebrate life and drink up the day making  time stand still for but a moment and then spend the rest of our days remembering sweetly from where we have come now that we have found our way back home.

As we reminisce about loved ones now gone we realize that they are not so far away for when they built this house they built a life from which we could prosper. In every heart beat they  beat death and live strong  in our laughter, in our song, in our very being they find their way back home. 

 And so we lengthen the tent cords and raise the tent cloths to bring together their progeny.  Let our mothers and fathers now laid to rest live  strong in us and thus we bring them home. We bring them all back home.

Year after year, generation after generation, if only for a brief moment by one path or another we all here today and those laid to rest have found the way back home. 

Author - Mark Askew, founder, Legendary Heritage Heirlooms

Meditations On The Scriptures II

In the multitude of wise and experienced counselors their is good direction  So choose your board of directors wisely.

Aspire to get the overview and you'll always know what's coming around the corner.

If you do not understand what these words of wisdom mean have the courage to ask but the humility to listen.

Read the book of proverbs my son and you will find good treasure, avert disaster, aquire true love and experience all forms of real prosperity.

Meditations On The Scriptures II
- Mark Askew, founder, Legendary Heritage Heirlooms
http://lhh.fimark.net

She fed you from her own sustenance, warmed you with her own innerperson.

And after sacrificing comfort for discomfort for so long a time it was she who endured the greatest labor of pain, sweat, outcries, blood and tears that would tell her soul to push and  release you. 

And even after releasing you is it not your very own mother who takes you back to her bosom and loyally vows to protect you and your future?

And who is it that finds the way to sustain you with her own sustenance, and sacrifice her own comfort for yours to this very day?

In your search for love, belonging and acceptance you long for an initiation into something real, strong and lasting. But somone has already made the sacrifice on your behalf and proved her loyatly to you. Someone has already laid down her very being  and all that she has for you.  

Be loyal to your mother. For she was and is your initiation into life itself.

Meditations On The Scriptures I
- Mark Askew, founder, Legendary Heritage Heirlooms
http://lhh.fimark.net