Seeing Is Believing

When I was growing up
My best friend was a unicorn,
The others smiled at me and called me crazy.
The unicorn and I would wile away the hours,
Playing, dancing, and romancing in the wild flowers.
And we'd sing:
Seeing is believing
In the things you see.
Loving is believing in the ones you love.
When I was seventeen
My best friend was the northern star,
The others asked why I was always dreaming.
But I did not reply,
I found my thoughts were very far
Away from daily hurts and fears and scheming.

The northern star and I would share our dreams together,
Laughing, sighing, sometimes crying in all kinds of weather.
And we'd sing:
Seeing is believing
In the things you see.
Loving is believing in the ones you love.
Seeing is believing
In the things you see.
Loving is believing in the ones you love.

And now that I am grown,
My best friend lives inside of me,
The others smiled at me and called me crazy.
But I am not upset,
For long ago I found the key,
I've always known their seeing must be hazy.

My friend inside and I, we wile away the hours,
Playing, dancing, and romancing in the wild flowers.
And we sing:
Seeing is believing
In the things you see.
Loving is believing in the ones you love.
Seeing is believing
In the things you see.
loving is believing in the ones you love.

I'm proud to say this poem has been published in "A Break In The Clouds"

*The National Library Of Poetry* (Franz)

Why

Why is a word we use to get by,
Looking for an answer we will not find.
It's a solution to our
feelings,
that conflict with our
thoughts,
The root of discomfort,
and what we have
been taught.
If we trust what we
feel, with our hearts,
not our minds,
The question "why" would
be left behind.

LeeAnn Kimber

copyright© 1993 by National Library Of Poetry

This is a poem my grandmother wrote in 1938.  She was my greatest inspiration in poetry and music.

If I Were You

If I were you I would not whine and cry,
And wonder why...
The good things in life should pass me by.
If I were you, I'd seek a heart that hungers
For a word of love and cheer...
Look around you,
It may be that one is near.
If I were you,
I'd help make the tempted strong,
There are many such about us
On the brink of sin and wrong.
If I were you,
I'd speak kind words and try to smile,

Seek God...
And the things in life worthwhile
Shall not pass you by,
If you forget to whine and cry.

Dess Halladay

copyright© 1938 by The Crown Anthology Of Verse

If you would like to see a photograph of my grandmother, visit the Celebrate page on this website

and click on the Mother's Day page

October 12, 1903...April 6, 1991

A Poem For My Grandma

Remember

Remember the smiles, remember the tears,
Remember the laughter...
And all the good years.
Remember the kindness, remember the caring,
Remember the gentleness...
And all of the sharing,
Remember the love, remember the wisdom,
Remember the life...
That now lives in God's kingdom.

 LeeAnn Kimber 
copyright© 1991

A long time ago when the earth was green,  There was more kinds of animals then you've ever seen.  And they'd run around free while the world was being born.  And the loveliest of all was the Unicorn.  There was green alligators and long necked geese, Hump back camels and chimpanzees.  Cats and rats and elephants but sure as you're born, -  The loveliest of all was the Unicorn.

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