Colleen Harmon

Caribou, Maine

Hi, I've been writing sporadically since high school but it has become a major part of my life recently. My exposure of a nursing career and presently teaching adults at Northern Maine Technical College has added new meaning to my (writing) life. I've learned each person has their disability to overcome and the best overture is to be a friend, to listen, and to share. Writing helps me see the positive side of negative things. Besides being from and living in northern rural Maine, there is much to write about.

Let Me...

Let me add meaning to your day; Let me add a smile;
Let me add warmth to take away your pain.

Let me give you a meaning for today; Let me give you a smile;
Let me give you strength to go on one more day.

One more day to laugh; One more day to cherish;
One more day to feel the love you give.

One more day to hear; One more day to see;
One more day to feel the love you give.

Let me give you one more day of laughter;
Let me give you one more day of hugs;
Let me give you one more day of Love.

Let me be your arms when you cannot reach;
Let me be your legs when you cannot go on;
Let me be your pillow when you get tired of today.

Let me help to make your miracles come true;
One day at a time, let me help you go on, One More Day.


On Your Own

Valleys and mountains far and wide;
Each holds a story and a cry.

For over the years our love has grown;
As each passing day the sun also shone.

As time passed by so have you grown;
From a child in my arms to an adult of your own.

The laughter and tears of long ago;
Remain inside me as I see you go.

Good times and bad I wish I'd done more;
To make it possible for you to soar.


Forever More

Green, blue and houses of white,
Oh how they all sparkle tonight,
For peace is present, joy is heard, and calmness felt.

With snow glistening and the full moon shining,
Music playing and children singing,
To celebrate the birth of "Him" and share "His" love among their kin.

Lights flashing red, green, and yellow
To spread the word to each young fellow;
For tonight is "His" night , Forever More.

The words of peace, love and joy, remind us of that special boy;
When a baby was born in a manger they say,
"The King of Peace" was on born this day.

A child so long ago, to carry our burdens upon "His" soul,
Born among the lowly, with animals at the door,
To bring us a promise of Forever More.

Let your heart open and feel "His" warmth of peace,
And let each coming day enjoy "His" feast,
For the day is special and no one wants to miss
The only one called "Christmas".


All poems Copyright © 1997 Colleen Harmon. All rights reserved.