Here’s another pioneer poem and related non-pioneer original song.
Category: Family life
Chasin’ Fireflies
The original song of this title is on the following link, arranged and sung by Elanna Lund, who’s currently in a contest fundraiser. I’ve posted the link, so you can vote for her if you’d like. Below is another version I wrote as another poem in the Pioneer series, which I updated below.
Mom’s Gadget Gal
Happy Mother’s Day to all you wonderful, hard-working moms! Here’s a tribute to mine. Moms know best!
Pa’s Overtime Pay
I recently updated this fictional poem I wrote for a pioneer project, inspired by the original song (and true event) which follows.
Wow! So That’s What Really Happened: Modern kids discover the Bible’s timeless truth about Easter (Part 3 of 3)
SCENE 5: (Full light on stage R couch) GIRL (slowly): So Jesus was all alone: Just One, in the darkness, against hundreds. All His friends scattered when He was arrested, just like He said they would. BOY (snorts): Can you blame them? There wasn’t much they could do against an armed mob and a Roman…
Wow! So That’s What Really Happened: Modern kids discover the Bible’s timeless truth about Easter
AN EASTER PLAY SCENE 1: (Light full on stage R couch with Boy, leaning on stage L arm, looking stage L) GIRL (from other side of couch where she’s playing with iPod): Do you see him yet? BOY: Not yet . . . Wait a minute, I—no, never mind. (Stops leaning, plops down on couch)…
First Things
One Sunday when my children were very young, our family made it to church with enough time before the service for an elderly saint to ask how things were going at home. I replied that some days we didn’t seem to accomplish a thing. “Did you read them the Bible?” she asked. “Yes.” “Then you…
Chase the Dream: Childhood Dreams, Chapter 4 part 2
Forrest didn’t mind his granddad going off and leaving him with a stranger. That was nothing unusual. But the clucking old hen now attending him was. Forrest couldn’t concentrate with her chatter filling the deserted grandstands. He couldn’t do what he needed to before the performance, because despite what he’d told his best friend, Tom,…
Chase the Dream: Childhood Dreams, Chapter 4 part 1
In Sterling Jackson Sr.’s reckoning, no rodeo except the NFR at Oklahoma City topped the San Francisco Cow Palace’s competition. Though he’d never qualified for the Grand National himself, his son seemed to ride for him. Before the National kicked off, the gaunt, silver-haired rancher would tour the city or its environs. Sterling might stop…
Chase the Dream: Childhood Dreams, Chapter 3 part 2
The musty scent of old hay thickened the air. “Mm.” Alison inhaled deeply. “Barns smell so good, Dad.” Scooping up another armful of hay from the cracked concrete floor, she tossed it above her head and danced underneath. Hay and dust particles floated around her, more visible because of the sunlight showering through one of…
Constance Colson-Clay 