A Handmade Christmas

As each generations continues on
The hype of Christmas seems to grow
But some simple things never change..
Children never-endingly hope for snow

My aged parents reminisce the stories
Of their innocent childhood days
Delighted with one or two gifts, and
An orange in their stocking always

It’s a natural feeling wanting to provide
Your children with all you possibly can
My siblings and I had a several more gifts
A wonderful Christmas, as always, the plan

With my little Angels the trend continued
My husband and I strived to give them more
It began with a large sack full of presents
As years passed they overflowed to the floor

I would always make some of the gifts
Knitting and sewing I thoroughly enjoyed
Dolls clothes; a favourite, made many times
Winter evenings I was merrily employed

But back then I never gave it a thought
To the seeds I unknowingly planted
Into their open, fertile young minds
A need for more was being started

And now with my grandchildren I can see
Especially when money is short, it’s tough
To provide all they feel they should give
The spiral.. will it ever be enough?

Over the years I continued making some gifts
As with each new blessing my family grew
An often challenge to make-ends-meet
Creating handmade presents saw me through

But in recent times I’ve pondered more on
The effects, what I’d change if I could live
Those Christmases all over again
So, this is the advise I would give…

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Ditch the relentless consumerism
Impregnated into the mind
Insistent, but only about the sell
A relief and freedom you will find

Simplify your Christmas
Focus on the love and joy
Being together and having fun
Instill this in every girl and boy

Only give them a few presents
You’ll be planting the purest seeds
Of gratitude, love and acceptance
That simplicity fulfills all their needs

Make as many gifts as you can
Developing your own creativity
Time spent is a worthwhile investment
In yourself, you’ll soon clearly see

Everything in life is made of energy
Even objects can contain our thought
Making gifts with love enhances them
Much more than anything ever bought

When creating for that special person
Always work with love in your heart
Enjoy the process of your making
Your higher vibration you will impart

Children truly learn from example
Easily accepting the way you show
Teach them the joy of simple giving
Their hearts will bloom and grow

All ages of children can take part
In creating something for those they love
A hand drawn around, or simple picture
Giving easily rises them above

I know now I would cherish such gifts, from
Children & grandchildren through the years
A treasured collection all made with love
Would bring joyous memories and a few tears

It’s never too late to start
This poem is not a lament
If these words ring true to you
Take action on your intent!

Trina Graves – 6th December 2018


About This Poem

As the poem tells, I have been thinking of what I would change about the Christmases of my past, not that I regret anything because I know that I did the best I could with what I knew at that time, but more as to how I would advise future generations.

The commercial side of Christmas has infiltrated so deeply into our lives and influences all ages, putting so much pressure on everyone who celebrates Christmas to buy more and do more, in an ever-increasing amount.

In my poem I was focusing on the gift side of Christmas, but I have just read a wonderful post from EarthSkyAir: Solstice that mentions an over-the-top light display nearby, and it reminded me of how, not only do the outside house decorations get bigger every year (in a seeming competition to do the most) but also I’m stunned to see Christmas trees and decorations up inside homes as soon as we begin December! 

As EarthSkyAir so wisely says:
“The awesomeness of our universe shows us so plainly that love itself remains the truly treasured gift in our lives.

It’s beyond amazing, the gifts we’ve been given. Who needs to go shopping? Let’s just pause and be astonished by what we have.”

Profound words of simple truth, I’ll leave it at that!

A Handmade Christmas - inspirational poem by Trina Graves of Spiritual Quotes To Live By
the reverse side of my Christmas card 2018
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My Christmas

My Christmas: As A Child
When I was a little girl Christmas was so very exciting
Counting days and wondering what Santa would bring
I loved dolls, books and writing equipment best of all
It seems my path was set from when I was so small

A picture of Father Christmas always went up on the wall
Two weeks before Christmas Day, Santa watched over us all
The picture had been given to my dad when he was a baby
Santa wrote in his pocket books who was good or naughty

On Christmas morning nanny (Evelyn) would be with us
Watching the opening of presents and just to make a fuss
Of her grandchildren who she only had a short time to be with
Passing when I was six, in my heart she will always live

Once I had a huge present from my uncle who lived next door
Boxes within boxes revealed a present that was so small
I don’t remember how old I was, but I loved the cross and chain
The excitement and the beautiful gift, happy memories remain

The nativity story always fascinated me, I read it many times
At school I was so proud to be the Angel, and given many lines
My mother made my robe with wings for me to hold up so high
Another year, to a class I was the mother making a mince pie

One of my favourite things to do was singing in the choir
Christmas carols, full of joy, I know now, lifted me higher
What made it more special was being in Dorchester Abbey
A Sacred place with beautiful stained glass windows to see

One year at my fathers work place party, I sat on Santa’s knee
Unknowing that under the beard was my own dad, I couldn’t see
It was years later after a few tellings that I finally knew the truth
I accepted, let go of the fairytale, losing my innocence of youth

In my teenage years we had pop music with the radio on,
Top Of The Pops on TV too, dad would burst out into song
Slade’s ‘Merry Christmas Everybody,’ we’d all be joining in
Mum would be up, and around the room she’d be dancing

My Christmas: As A Mother
When I was a young mother, Christmas was so wonderfully magical
Although at first my husbands Christmas Eve tradition seemed radical
No decorations were put up before the children went to bed
The Christmas Fairies came with Santa to do the job instead

The look of amazement on the children’s faces on Christmas morn
Made up for the complete lack of sleep from not going to bed till dawn
Surprise and delight glowed on little faces when they entered the room
Lights and colour everywhere just like a garden in summer’s full bloom

I had my own tradition to bring into my growing family
My father had given me Santa’s picture to oversee
My children, two weeks before Christmas they began to look
The third generation hoping their names were not in the black book

As all other mothers, I wanted my children to have more than me
From my one sack, to their sack and presents under the tree
New outfits to wear, toys to play, books, puzzles and more
There is a warming pleasure in giving to the ones we adore

In early years of their childhood there was no brussel sprout
So I could spend more time with them, the traditional dinner we left out
When they were older we decided to begin, and they did appreciate
The special meal shared together, though sprouts they never ate!

Band Aid’s ‘Do They Know It’s Christmas’ first came out
Teaching us how fortunate we were, without a doubt
‘The Power Of Love’ from Frankie Goes To Hollywood
Taught a truth, pure and simple, we all understood

Every year there were parties with my husbands family
Grandparents, siblings, cousins getting together to see
Sharing fun with games and magic tricks into the night
Chatting away for hours and setting the world to right

It took a sad occasion to persuade my husband to spend
Christmas with my parents, so some support I could lend
My gentle nanny (Jennie) passed just before Christmas 93
Being with my mum for that Christmas was so important to me

In 1995 a totally different Christmas time we planned
To spend our yuletide together in a hot and far-away land
Two children were getting older, almost ready to move on
Jamaica, our last holiday together and then they were gone

All the delights of Christmas through my children I lived the days
The excitement and high spirits, they sparkled in gorgeous ways
When they were younger I told them the story of the baby from above
They are my Angels who came and taught me true unconditional love

My Christmas: As A Grandmother
Now I am a grandmother, Christmas is plainly simple
It’s all about the love we share, but there’s also a pull
Now we are not all together, which way do I go?
Spending time with everyone, my love I want to show

My parents may not have many more Christmases to share
And it really is a time to let those you love know you care
But little ones at Christmas bring so much pleasure and joys
Their effervescent spirits light up, I can’t resist those girls and boys

Through the generations the same Christmas songs I hear
Although it seems they get played earlier each year
Marching around the room to Jona Lewie’s ‘Stop The Cavalry’
Children and then grandchildren, it is so enchanting to see

Christmas with my children was the pinnacle of perfection
It’s not until they were older that I could see the direction
Time plays tricks, the years seem at first to go so slow
In the blink of an eye, they’re gone, where did the time go?

Now watching little ones, I see Christmas through their eyes
Wishes, dreams, the magic and awe of it all, joy multiplies
Passing on traditions, memories planted as love is shown
Generations evolve, moving on and making their own

Christmas was never about the presents under a tree
But accumulation of love and memories, a sanctuary
As generations come and go, Christmas will always be
A time to share the love and joys of being with family

Trina Graves – 11th December 2016


About This Poem

In 2016, after writing: Christmas Through The Family and The Heavenly Birth I felt I’d like to write more for Christmas. Many of my poems are written for my family members so I wanted to create a poem for them (and me) to remind us of our Christmases. 

Before I started, I wrote a few notes of different memories and the traditions I wanted to include. The poem actually took four days to complete (I started on the 11th) as I kept remembering more to add!

One of the reasons I like to write my poems is because I am sharing my thoughts, beliefs and memories. Most of my family are not interested in poems, so they don’t tend to read them now, but I know that one day (maybe when I am no longer here) they more likely will. When that time comes I hope they will enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them, and that they will evoke happy memories, or tell them of family stories that they have long forgotten or maybe never knew.

Trina Graves quote from poem: Christmas Through The Family - Spiritual Quotes To Live By
some of my grandchildren (Christmas 2008)

You Are Unique

In all the worlds seven billion or more
There’s not another you, and that’s for sure
Wherever you go, you’ll never find two
Because there is only one of you

No one has the same teeth, eyes or hair
Your smile, your frown or the way you stare
You are so special and beautiful too
The world just isn’t complete without you

The way you sing and the way you talk
The way you run and the way you walk
All these things make you unique
No one in the world has your physic

Your own unique body, you will find
Contains your Spirit and your Mind
Looking after your body is important to do
But remember, it’s not the only part of you

Your mind is an unlimited, powerful tool
Not only to be used for learning in school
You have the ability and power to create anything
With the energy of joy, what makes your heart sing

It’s important to know what you believe you create
But don’t worry about the past, it’s never too late
To change your life, start from today
Be happy in all you think, do and say 

There is the most amazing energy of Light
A part of you, though hidden from sight
You really are a Being of Light and Love
With a body that fits, covering like a glove

You can talk to this Light inside of you
It can guide your way in what to do
Sit still and be quiet and you will find
The answers will appear into your mind

Some call it your Spirit and some your Soul
It is the real you and makes you whole

Trina Graves – June 2013


About This Poem

In 2013 I wanted to create a page on my website (Spiritual Quotes To Live By) of inspirational poems for children focusing on spiritual themes and the law of attraction. Others already on this blog are: Before We We Born, Why Did You Come Here? and another written many years before: Where Is God?  

You Are Unique - inspirational poem for children by Trina Graves
My granddaughter Amy

When You Look At Your Life, The Greatest Happinesses Are Family Happinesses

Title Quote: Joyce Brothers

As you get older you more often reflect
The course of your life and you introspect
Remembering all the ups and some downs
The beautiful sights and wonderful sounds

The focus you chose and decisions you made
Became your life and your path was laid
Life continues to expand, there’s always more
To experience the joy is what you came here for

Reminiscing those carefree days of childhood
When all you wanted was to feel good
Playing with siblings, friends or by yourself
Imagination was your greatest wealth

Childhood memories of the long ago past
Fade through time, but the ones that last
Are the happy ones spent with mum and dad
Sharing time and love, feeling cherished and glad

Picnics, walks or playing board games
The simple shared pleasures are what remains
In your memory to treasure forever more
The love you experienced developed your core

Time progresses and moves on so fast
Life brings experiences, the landscapes vast
The greatest gift, if blessed, you will know
Is being a parent, as the purest love will grow

Creating your own precious unit of family
Brings an overwhelming abundance of ecstasy
The immense love you feel will always remain
Though expressing the depth is hard to explain

Just watching your baby grow, develop and explore
Their world around them brought you even more
Happiness in all the countless, simple, delightful ways
Treasured memories gathered throughout those days

It’s peculiar, but often you will find
The simplest moment stuck in your mind
Your child running to you with arms open wide
Their pure love and elation they couldn’t hide

The years of parenthood continued on
Time seemed slow, but soon they were gone
Young adults replaced the children you raised
Vibrant, onto their own paths they blazed

With parents eyes you developed a different view
The world was changed and you understood too
Your parents love for you became crystal clear
They did their utmost to love and hold you dear

And now your children are parents also
Blessings of love forever bloom and grow
Watching your child’s parental love and joy
Blossom with each additional baby girl and boy

With the old eyes of wisdom, you can now see
So clearly the pure contentment of your family
These precious little angels sent from up above
Grandchildren bring bliss and quintessential love

Trina Graves – 4th January 2016


About This Poem 

Sometimes in my dreams I am the mother to my children and grandchildren at the same time, or I’m a child the same age as both generations with my parents as the parents of us all.. but in the crazy world of dreams it all makes perfect sense!

In a similar way the generations do seem to blend together as the years zoom by at an alarming rate. As my grandchildren are now racing toward adulthood (the oldest is 21 at the end of this year and the next 16 in a few weeks) it seems such a short time ago that they were tiny babies as I watched my children become parents but… it hardly seems any more distance in time that they were babies in my arms too! And yet, in a few months even my youngest child will be 36, which was the age that I became a grandmother. 

I’m not sure if it’s a sign of being older or a sign of Awakening that time is losing all meaning to me. The days pass by in what seems a few hours, weeks a few days, months seem to be only a couple of weeks long and years only last a few months! It’s akin to sleep where you close your eyes in one moment and open them in what feels like a minute or two later to find many hours have passed – in the blink of an eye!

Does anyone else feel this way?
I think I got a bit side-tracked here, but I suppose it is about looking back over family life! 🙂 

Trina Graves quote: With the old eyes of wisdom you can now see, so clearly the pure contentment of your family... Spiritual Quotes To Live By

 

The Best Way To Make Children Good Is To Make Them Happy

Title Quote: Oscar Wilde

Making children do anything
Will not achieve your true goal
They are unique human beings
With their own guiding Soul

They will submit to all your rules
As you teach, shape and mold
Bending to your whims
Mostly doing as they are told

But deep within they know
They have a true guiding light
Smothered by fitting in
It flickers waiting out of sight

So how do you let them learn
To follow their own true heart?
While still guiding and protecting
Right from the very start

It is really all up to you
In the way you live each day
For even in the nurturing womb
They know what you do and say

Do you follow your own heart
Always aiming for your best?
Through life’s ups and downs
Anchored with love, do you rest?

The things you say and do
Will of course have an effect
But much more is said than words
With thoughts and feelings you select

Young children absorb it all
With no ability to understand
Not all experiences are true
You have the upper hand

Teach them by example
Follow your own inner guide
Be who you came here to be
Shine brightly, do not hide

For everyone has their own path
In the life they came to live
Unique in its twists and turns
Guidance by example you can give

Stand strong in your beliefs
Hold fast in your integrity
Show your love and appreciation
Giving thanks for all to see

Trina Graves – 11th January 2018


About This Poem

This was the first poem I wrote using this quote as a title and theme, but after writing it I knew I wanted to write another one. ‘The Best Way To Make Children Good’  focuses on how wanting our children to be happy is something that continues throughout their lives, no matter how old they are, and is a more personal poem.

Quite a few of my poems feature the unknowing lifetime impact parents have on their children, not just with their words and actions, but their thoughts and feelings, because it is the most important thing I wished I’d known when my children were little ones. 

The Best Way To Make Children Good Is To Make Then Happy - inspirational poem by Trina Graves of Spiritual Quotes To Live By
My children with some of their cousins (1990)

The Simple Things In Life

If ever you are feeling down
Whatever it is that makes you frown
Just open your eyes and look about
You’ll find something, without a doubt
To make you smile and appreciate
That the simple things in life are great

A smile, a glance, a hug, a touch
From someone that you love so much
A flower, a leaf, a blade of grass
Nature’s treasures we blindly pass

The serenity of a sleeping child
Even if, in the daytime they tend to run wild
A newborn baby so complete yet so small
You can’t help but wonder the miracle of it all

Trina Graves – 15th November 2001


About This Poem

This was one of my earlier poems, the only thing I can remember about writing it is that it didn’t take very long! 

What I can say now though is, back in 2001, I was most certainly blind to the treasures of nature! Yes, I liked trees and flowers and pretty scenes, but I had not developed any sense of the awesomeness of nature that would have me spellbound by a dandelion seed head or a daisy (two of my now favourite small things of nature). Back then it was babies and children that would inspire me.

Until I began my Spiritual Quotes To Live By website I never took nature photographs, all my photos were of my family. If we went for a walk to the woods, the photos would be of the children playing. But, in 2011 because I wanted to start making some photo-quotes I went with some of my grandchildren for a walk to a small woods nearby, intending to take some nature shots too. It was spring time and there was blossom on some of the trees, (I always liked blossom) and as I walked along looking for nature shots it was as if my eyes were opened for the very first time! I was mesmerized by the simplest of things, it was on this first walk that I took a photo of a dandelion seed head that I use as my logo on my site and Facebook page. I was so struck by the perfection of this ‘weed,’ for me it is a simple reminder of that first walk and my eyes being opened to the perfection of nature.

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Brothers Joey and Tyler (2014)

 

The Best Time To Plant A Tree

Title Quote: Unknown

The best time to plant a tree
Is twenty years ago
To give it the essential time
To develop, bloom and grow

Of course, this isn’t relevant
If you are still a youth
But, I’m sure you can see
This plain and simple truth

Trees are vital to our life
Here on this planet Earth
But do we really appreciate
Our trees, for all their worth?

Some say, if trees gave wi-fi
We would all be planting more
Instead, they give us oxygen
Life’s breath, crucial to our core

Trees sustain our life
We’re inherently entwined
Why do we chop them down
When other sources we can find?

Every child would benefit from
Planting a tree when they are small
Gaining more than just ‘green fingers’
Through the years as both grow tall

So, if you have not planted a tree
Years ago for time to allow
It’s growth and needed life-force
The second best time is NOW

Trina Graves – 18th February 2016


About This Poem

The full quote, from an unknown source, is:

The Best Time To Plant A Tree Is Twenty Years Ago
The Second Best Time Is Now

Even though I never really appreciated the miracle and wonderment of nature until I was much older, I have always loved trees. Many of my childhood memories are tree related: enjoying the blossoms on a lilac tree in our garden, often standing under and smelling an evergreen tree (not sure what sort) in the playground at primary school and making out shapes and pictures in the tree skyline from our kitchen window. 

From that early noticing of blossom, spring became my favourite time of year. In my adult years as I moved home, I was never a zealous gardener, but I always planted a few trees in each garden. In my older years as my love of nature developed, trees were obviously a focus of my attention and I become mesmerized in their awesomeness.

I’ve noticed that the things I did as a child I still do, along with new habits of hugging, touching, praising, giving thanks, taking photos and just basking in the majestic beauty of the trees I encounter.

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Emma (daughter) with Jessica, Seth & Lucy (grandchildren) 2007

The Bus Journey

The simplest of things can bring meaning to you
And guidance is received to help you get through
The journey of life as you travel the path
It’s amazing what brings a smile or a laugh

Although I am writing about my own journey
I believe that sharing enlightens others to see
And contemplate life and how it all fits in
So my story of bus journeys, I’ll now begin…

As a toddler and child I was uncontrollably shy
My parents were bewildered, they didn’t know why
I wouldn’t go anywhere without screaming and fuss
So it was always a nightmare to take me on a bus

With no car and living in the remote countryside
The twice weekly bus was a vital lifeline to ride
Although I don’t remember those first early trips
Excruciating tales I heard from my parents lips

At four years old starting school I began to change
Although still deeply shy, I wasn’t so strange
My school I loved going to was a few miles away
So I travelled with my brother on the bus each day

When I was about eight, in holidays I began to stay
With my grandparents who lived quite far away
One day out with my nanny on a bus trip to town
I couldn’t ask for a ticket, all I did was frown

I knew the words, but they just wouldn’t come out
It took a few more years for me to lose my doubt
Then I could talk to people, just a little at first
My acute shyness had eased, the dark cloud burst

Several years later, at fifteen I began to date
A childhood friend, it all just seemed to be fate
Our families were friends, so the weekends I’d stay
Travelling on the bus to meet him on a Friday

The journey would take quite a long while
So lost in my thoughts, I’d daydream and smile
Planning our future together, forever more
The time soon passed, it was never a bore

Although I looked out the window, I didn’t see
The world outside, I was just focused on me
Enjoying the delightful thoughts that I’d find
Flowing so easily around in my mind

There were places to go together, and things to do
A couple of years later, there were wedding plans too
But from that time, the most memorable moments of all
Were treasuring my growing, precious bump, so small

All of my hopes and dreams were coming true
The bus rides I enjoyed as I thought through
The years ahead with my own precious family
I was young and in love, oh, how happy we’d be

Once wed I’d still journey, but the opposite way
Missing my parents, I’d visit often on a Saturday
Over the months as my pregnancy did progress
The bumpy journey was uncomfortable, so I went less

My beautiful baby girl was born in early spring
So all through the summer I delighted to bring
Her out on the bus and wherever we would go
She’d get attention, as a proud mother I’d glow

The following year it became much trickier to ride
The bus as there was a baby brother at her side
In those days pushchairs always had to be put down
So it was very difficult to do much shopping in town

They were 2 and 3 years old when my last was born
So I could only manage to journey if a sling was worn
Snuggled and so cosy, the baby would sleep away
So I’d talk to the others and think of games to play

My attention had began to go outside of the bus
To keep little ones occupied, so they wouldn’t fuss
Playing I Spy, or just talking about all we could see
Through children, nature’s heart opened a little to me

One amusing incident sticks out in my mind, so well
The things little ones say, are such a delight to tell
Crossing over a ‘Toll Bridge’ I had tried to explain
She thought coins were stacked up, to take the strain

The years flew by and they all grew up so fast
I learned to drive, so bus rides were in our past
But journeys together were never quite the same
Without sharing the sights and playing a game

When in my thirties my son made me a nanny
My heart and eyes were truly opened wide to see
The world through a child, so innocent and pure
I was blessed with more angels who awoke my core

Travelling on buses with my young grandchildren
All so eager to explore and just simply having fun
Flooding back in my mind, fond memories I’d recall
Of my children, the same when they were so small

I was once again living in the beautiful countryside
Separated, then divorced, my marriage had died
Sometimes I would take the bus to Oxford city
I noticed nature more now, so abundantly pretty

It was on one of these journeys when I was alone
I gazed out the window, my thoughts on a roam
Words floated into my mind from the great somewhere
I knew they were for children and that I would share

‘Where Is God?’ the poem I recalled and wrote
When I finally got home and took off my coat
It was one of the first poems given to me
On my journey to being who I came here to be

When alone, another thing I would often try
Was sending thoughts to people sitting close by
I had learned how our minds are powerful tools
Enabling so much if you allow, and positivity rules

I’d close my eyes and send out bursts of love
Knowing they’d receive it, blessed from above
No one we encounter is ever simply by chance
As we go through life in our law of attraction dance

I would sometimes send out healing rays of energy
With my eyes closed I focus, I didn’t need to see
Often I’d know I’d finished and then opened my eye
They were getting off the bus, I blessed them goodbye

In more recent years I’ve spent three hours or more
On buses to visit family, the time is never a chore
Now I adore the abundance of nature out of the window
While listening to Abraham-Hicks, my Soul is aglow

Through my bus journeys of life, I have conveyed
My thoughts and directions, how my route was laid
Why not reflect on your own life and see what you find?
The simplest of things can bring Awareness to mind

Trina Graves – January 2017


About This Poem

It’s probably no surprise that the idea to do a poem about the bus journeys through my life came to me when I was on a bus! I jotted down a few notes at that time but it was a few years later that I actually sat to write it! With so many bus journey stories to share I always knew it would be a long poem, so I guess I just put it off. Unlike all my other poems, this one was not written on one particular day but over several days.

Everything in this poem is a true part of my life. I would love to know the reason why until the day I started school my parents could not take me anywhere without me screaming the place down! The only thing I remember about it all is ‘hiding’ with my arm bent across my face so no one could see me! 🙂 My mum tried everything to console me but eventually discovered it was best to just ignore me! So, this is the only part that I don’t actually remember, but like I say, my parents certainly told me, many times!

The poem that was given to me on a bus is on this blog: Where Is God? if you would like to read it. 

 

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Granddaughter Sophie (2010)

The Best Way To Make Children Good

Title Quote: Oscar Wilde

We want our children to be good
Do as told, and as they should
We give rules and we instil
Our beliefs, their minds we fill
With all the ways that we know how
To live as best, in these times now

From the moment of their birth
And for all their days on Earth
Our one hope above the rest
Through all joys and times of test
Is that they will be happy every day
No matter what will come their way

We all wish them lives of love
Some wish alignment with above
We all want them to be healthy
Some wish them to be wealthy
But all these are not true worth
Without happiness and mirth

Making them happy seems the way
To please them each and every day
Giving all we can to their joy
Buying each a brand new toy
Not having much time to spend
On making a living we do depend

The cycle of life continues on
Before too long the child is gone
Now an adult the world will see
But your child they’ll always be
Still you long for joy and happiness
Their life to be full of purest bliss

However, you know life will impart
Many arrows deep into their heart
Each one’s shadow will hit you too
Because they are a part of you
You give your love and support
Wishing more you could have taught

If I knew then, what I know now
So different I’d be, I would allow
My Inner Guidance to show the way
To all I think, and do, and say
My children I know I guide
By my ‘Being,’ I cannot hide

Back then, I know I did my best
So I can lay my past to rest
Now time moves on, flashes by
I have more to give, I can but try
Showing other generations a way
My words of truth I yearn to display

We cannot make them be
Open your mind and you’ll see
Everything we are, they will take
And with that, they will make
Our attitude and feeling core
Will open their life-path door

Children are the greatest treasures
Our lives continuing measures
Of all we are and will achieve
Growing on from what we believe
How we live, what we are
What guides us, near and far
Our hopes, our loves, our goal
How much we follow our Soul

The greatest gift we can give
To our children is to live
Always guided by our Light
Our Inner Knowing shining bright
Giving it strength by positive thought
It is by example children are taught
Be their map for a life of joy
For every precious girl and boy

Trina Graves – 11th January 2018


About This Poem

I write poems using inspirational quotes for my website: Spiritual Quotes To Live By. After praying for guidance I write what flows, but sometimes once the poem is finished, I know I need to write another one using the same quote. This was one of those times.

The full quote from Oscar Wilde is: The Best Way To Make Children Good Is To Make Them Happy. I have cut it short for this poem just to differentiate between the two.

The first poem (to be added) focuses more on how children learn by example but also have their own inner guidance. I felt I needed to write more to include how wanting our children to be happy is something that continues throughout their, and our, lives. – Even my parents, still say all they want is for their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren to be happy. – I also wanted to write a more personal poem.

As we grow older and look back at our children’s childhoods it is so easy to see the mistakes we’ve made and to wish we could have done things differently, but to have inner peace we have to accept that we did the best with what we knew at that time.

I share some of my poems with others in my family, especially if I write a personal one for them, but most are not on the same wavelength, yet! Which is one of the reasons I write, someday they may see and know that they were my inspiration.

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My children (1986)

Before We Were Born

Before we were both born
We lived in a beautiful place
So different from this world we know
With no limits of time and space

We didn’t need a body
To contain our energy
We were free to explore ourselves
In any way we’d like to be

We were just the same back then
Not a child and their parent
We were Beings of Love and Light
Both powerful and magnificent

We had shared many lives before this one
It’s so much fun to change things around
You’ve been my brother, sister, parent, friend
The different ways to be, that we had found

For this life that we are in now
We talked about what we would like to do
We were ready to remember who we really are
And live our lives bringing spiritual love through

We knew that this would be quite difficult
In a world of limits, near and far
Our goal would be to become Awake
To the truth of who we really are

This time you chose me to be your parent
To love, guide you and help you see
The wonderful, powerful person you are
Creating your world with love energy

From you my child I would learn so much
About unconditional love
You came into my life to teach me
As an angel sent from up above

I only want what is best for you
But sometimes I can make a mistake
Like you I am learning to do my best
Together we will Awake

Trina Graves 14th May 2013


About This Poem

I think I was 11 years old when I began to question the religion I knew. (Christianity) I had been told (I can’t remember who by) that babies who were not Christened couldn’t be buried in a churchyard and this just didn’t make any sense to me. How could a pure innocent baby, newly entering this world, not be accepted by God? And then I remember pondering over the question of where are we before we are born? So, when I started to write some Spiritual Poems for children this was the first one I wanted to cover.

I am a firm believer in reincarnation, it just makes perfect sense and I have heard and read so many different stories of it over the years. I especially like the stories of young children who talk about past lives. I have been known to ask my grandchildren, once they were old enough to talk well, ‘Where were you before you were born?’ And, ‘Who were you before?’ but so far have not had any interesting answers! But, thinking about this now, I haven’t asked the more recent additions to the family, so I must do that!

The hearts on the picture below represent my three children (in this life!) and their offspring.  

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With my first two children (1980)

Let Them Follow Their Own Compass

Title Quote: Wayne Dyer

A baby contains an inherent, infinite Light
That shines so brightly from it’s Soul
Vividly luminous with Source Energy
We’re captivated, adoring beyond control

Time advances, the baby becomes a child
The Divine illumination begins to dim
Their link to Source has been shadowed
By the negativity they have taken in

As the child goes out into the big-wide world
School and society’s control gets a strong-hold
‘Bright Sparks’ may seem to be encouraged
But they too, must fit into the defined mould

Adolescence then adulthood urges onwards
By now most Inner Lights have been blocked
Conforming to everyone, but not their own desires
Keeps the door to their Soul firmly locked

But remember, there is nothing wrong about this
We planned our whole journey right from the start
By learning to follow our own Inner Guidance in life
We would retrieve the Light through our heart

One of life’s immense joys is parenthood
Overwhelming gifts this path can bring
Unconditional love its purest treasure
Lifting the Spirit, the Soul will truly sing

Whatever path we choose to take
No one else will be on the same
It’s so important to remember this
When focusing on your child’s aim

The Light inside them is also a compass
It can guide them their whole life through
Teaching them to choose right from wrong
Inner Guidance is always clear in what to do

Their Light Compass will always be there
If ever they have any troubles or doubt
What to do about it, which path to take
Their Inspiring Light will always shine out

Learning to use and trust their intuition
Connecting to their own Source Energy Light
Is the greatest blessing you can ever give them
And by example is the only way to teach it right

Trina Graves – 5th December 2016


About This Poem

Sometimes I come across a quote that I just know I need to make into a poem. I write it down in my notepad that I keep just for my poems. – I prefer to hand-write in pencil first of all, I have tried typing straight away but it just doesn’t feel right! – I also keep a list on the front inside cover of any titles or ideas that come to me, this happens most often upon first waking. Anyway, this quote from Wayne Dyer was one that I knew would be a poem.

With this title the poem was obviously going to be about letting children use their own intuition, to be connected to their own inner light rather than follow the guidance of others, even though it is thought to be in their best interest.

After praying and asking for guidance my thoughts drifted to how babies are so mesmerizing as if we are under their spell and I realized it is because they exude Source, they are pure beings of light.  But then why does that change? Why do we enter this world as the true beings we are but then become so much less? I hope this poem sheds some light on this and show that the only way to teach them to follow their own compass it to follow our own.

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My grandsons Joey & Tyler (2014)

Those Moments I Treasure

With each new day as I awoke
Like a spark I’d remember you were here
A smile would warm my face and heart
Those moments I treasure, so clear

I counted the weeks as they passed by
Your presence I felt growing strong
My joy and excitement thinking of you
Those moments I treasure my life long

You wriggled and kicked more powerfully each month
My body stretching as it nurtured your growth
Blossoming too was my complete devotion to you
Those moments I treasure, unconditional love my oath

Then the moment arrived for us to meet face-to-face
Time stood still with a tangible sense of awe
The miracle of pregnancy and birth is a blessing in life
Those moments I treasure forever more

Now the years have passed and you are grown
But my memory of pure Bliss can still bring a tear
When you were first place in my arms
That moment I treasure most dear

You are: my Joy, my Precious, my Beloved, my Life
I’ve loved you unconditionally right from the start
Though life separates us, our love continues and unites
Our moments I treasure – Eternally you are part of my heart

Trina Graves – 10th March 2015


About This Poem

For all the special occasions I often write poems for my parents and put them in home-made cards using photographs of the family, they love this and with each one I do it seems they are more over-joyed. So, just before Mother’s Day in 2015, I sat to write a poem for my mum. However, after praying for guidance this poem was the result!

I was taken back, many years, to the excited feeling as I awoke and suddenly remembered I was pregnant, I loved being pregnant so this was a delight each morning. So, I just had to put that into words and then the rest of the poem followed on.

I gave my two daughters a print of the poem on a photo of me holding them as babies for Mother’s Day, as they are mother’s too.

The next day I did write another poem for my mum!

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April 1979 – with my firstborn, Julie

 

 

Why Did You Come Here?

“Why did you come here?” I asked the daisy
As I lay on the grass feeling dreamy and lazy
The answer just appeared in my mind
“I came to add to the beauty you’d find.”

“Why did you come here?” I asked the bee
Flying so fast I could hardly see
The bee turned and started to fly more slow
“I came to help the flowers grow.”

“Why did you come here?” I asked the ant
As it ran across the beautiful plant
“I was alone, but now life’s a dream,
I came to work as part of a team.”

“Why did you come here?” I asked the cat
As she clawed away on the fireside mat
She looked right into my eyes with a stare
“I came to help you become Aware.”

“Why did you come here?” I asked little Lucky
Our precious, playful Labrador puppy
“I told you before, when we were in heaven above,
I came to give you unconditional love.”

“Why did you come here?” I asked my teacher
When showing my carefully painted picture
She thought for a moment and began to say
“I came to guide you along the way.”

Why did you come here?” I asked the old man
Who was sat in the park and getting a tan.
The man smiled at me and said, “Ever since my birth
I came to enjoy my life here on this Earth.”

Why did I come here? I wanted to know
Then all these things I attracted to show
I came to…
Find beauty, enjoy life, help, guide and share
Unconditional Love and become Aware.

Trina Graves – 14th May 2013


About This Poem

I wanted to write some spiritual poems for children to use on my website (Spiritual Quotes To Live By) so I wrote down a few ideas of subjects I wanted to cover: Where do we come from? Why are we here? Law Of Attraction etc..

I prayed and asked for guidance and then wrote a poem called Before We Were Born. I usually only write one poem at a time, but after finishing this one I knew I needed to write more and wanted to do a poem from a child’s point of view. Why Did You Come Here? was the result – it just flowed so easily without much thought or hesitation and I was amazed how in the last verse it all came together from the endings of the others. This was not planned or thought about by me at all.  It is when I write a poem such as this one that I really believe my words are guided. 

This is one of my favourites of my poems, I just love the simple way it brings together the Law Of Attraction with why we are here. By the way, the girl in the photo is my granddaughter Lucy.

 

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