Fern Conger Palleson

Bakersfield, California, USA

Fern has been writing poetry since she was a teenager. She was thirty when she began hearing the poetry in her head. The first day she wrote thirty poems. Since then her poems were published for many years in the Grange Gazette with a new poem every month. They have also been published in the newspaper and by the National Library of Poetry. She has one book of one hundred poems and has started on the second book. She is ninety years old and expects to continue writing. Fern says "Poetry is food for the Spirit.

Life

Life is a dream to some.
Drifting without a goal.
Life is a tragedy to others,
Without knowledge of the soul.
Life can be what you make it.
With courage undaunted and strong.
If you try to do the best you can.
Instead of just drifting along.
Life is earnest, Life is demanding,
When we live by Universal Law.
For the laws are unfailing and true,
For the flawless action we feel awe.
Universal Law was in the beginning,
And will last for ever more.
When we live by these Laws
Life will cease to be a chore.
So live a life of one who knows,
That unseen Laws govern all.
Then your life will run smoothly,
There will never be a fall.

The Best

When the shadows stretch to eastward,
Their long slimfingered threads,
And the golden flecks of sunlight,
Softly steal away from sight,
'Tis then the hour when soft bird songs,
Doth please the human heart.
And peace comes singing
Her lullaby of the night.
As the roses darken with the shadows
And vanish from our sight,
The song birds cease their warbling
To close their weary eyes in rest.
'Tis then a baby nestles close
Within it's mothers sheltering arms
And we know this hour of the day
Truly is the best.

If I Grieve

If I grieve at the loss of a friend,
It is only for self that I sorrow.
For the soul shall never end,
But rejoice in a new Tomorrow.