Joyce K. Remy Milan, Illinois

Joyce Williams Remy Joyce has been writing since she was in High School. She has won numerous Honors and Awards. She writes for Quill Publishing and the National Library of Poetry. She is a member of the International Poetry Society, and also writes a weekly poetry column for one of the local newspapers. She loves writing, sketching and collecting antiques. She has been a day care provider for the past 24 years. Her favorite pastime is spending time with her husband Jim and their three children, Jim, Jacque, Jon and her grandson Kyle. She is working on a collection of her own work, "Footprints on My Heart" which will be dedicated to all the loved ones, who have touched her heart.

Guardian Angel When I was a little girl. I couldn't fall asleep. I was afraid something awful would happen as I was fast asleep. Then one evening as I lay there, oh so nervously, I thought I heard footsteps and someone calling me. I was so frightened that I began to cry. When at the very moment a warmth filled up inside. "What is it child, a voice said to me I'm right here by you, so go to sleep, I'll protect you and always be near by." When I awakened, I knew my fear was gone, For God sent a Guardian Angel till the night was done. So each night I say a prayer and fall fast asleep. For I know God's protecting me as I sleep.

Day Care Children I have a house fill of children. from morning till night To be a Day Care Sitter.. Oh I pray I do it right To balance love and discipline... oh, what a plight To give each one love and attention from morning till night. Some ask why I do it Good question this is true For you see the days without them always seem so blue Even thought they jump and scream and play so noisily Through the eyes of these children I see how life should be I love each and everyone for what they teach me. I thank God every night for bringing them to me.

Dusting Off A Dream I'm dusting off a dream I've had stored away I'm polishing it up and giving it a chance today! I'm going to do my best not to let it get away It's been locked in my heart and I'm releasing it today. It's time a release it, and send it on it's way. To breathe life into it instead of keeping it stored away For dreams need to be nurtured and realized For the longer I store it. the more I die inside. I'm dusting off a dream I've had stored away I'm polishing it up and giving it a chance today!

All poems Copyright © 1997 Joyce K. Remy. All rights reserved.