Helen E. Baird

Seattle, Washington

Helen Ellen Haddix was born in Western, NE. on November 13, 1914, daughter of Harvey and Anna Haddix. She married Elmer Baird on January 5, 1932. Helen enjoys painting and drawing, especially portraits. She wrote poetry and hymns with music for many years. Her autobiography "The Seventh Child" was printed in 1991. "Helen's Songs", hymns and poems, was published in 1996 and "Gleanings" to be published in 1997. Having her name written in "The Lamb's Book of Life" Helen considers the greatest accomplishment of her life, her greatest pleasure is to be inspired to write something "Of Worth" to be helpful to others.

A Little Goes A Long Way

A "glimpse" is sometimes all I see
Of what the Lord has planned for me.
It is enough to urge me on,
To shun the darkness, seek the dawn.
A brighter, clearer view to find,
Restore my soul, renew my mind.
"A heavenly vision" to transcend
All earthly glories men pretend.

The "slightest whisper" we can hear,
When coming from a friend so dear,
He gave His life to reassure,
That He is longing more and more,
To speak with "accent" clear and plain
To reach our hearts and ease our pain.
His life has spoken and we've heard.
God sent to us "His Living Word",
A voice we should take heed and bless
And raise our song in Thankfulness.

A "Taste" is just enough to wet
One's appetite, and don't forget,
God longs to feed us "Living Bread"
And on life's table He will spread,
Far more than soul could ever ask,
The Lord is equal to the task.
Provision that's abundant, sure
"Eternally" He has in store.
"One Taste" will tempt us to partake
And be "Well fed" for His dear sake.

"Small But Mighty"

A "Mite" was such a tiny thing,
"Two Mites" a gift to give a "King"?
And still the saviour blest the giving,
Which was "All" the widow's living.

The mustard seed can grow to be
A spreading useful shady tree
And birds can find a refuge there
And know their Heavenly Father's care.

A woman did just what she could
To render service kind and good,
Her "Testimony" lives today,
When e'er the gospel comes our way.

"A Memorial" that she pleased the Lord
And she shall have a "Great Reward".

"Something To Think About"

Thoughts come in different colors and several sizes too.
A "Little" thought could save a day,
A "Lot" could save a few.
Bright cheerful thoughts can be a source of pleasant company.
They light a spark, and leave their mark,
They set our spirits free.
A "dark drab" thought can fill a room,
With loathsome things and endless gloom.
Don't think the thoughts that make you "blue"
Think thoughts that bring a "golden hue",
They'll lift you up and strengthen you.
A ray of sunshine in your soul,
Such thoughts would be a shining goal.


All poems Copyright © 1996 Helen E. Baird. All rights reserved