Mary Lewis

Aransas Pass, Texas, USA

I was born in Ft. Worth Tex. in 1918--brought up by the kind Sisters of Our Lady of Charity. I have little Schooling. We did give three-act Plays twice a year. I was in most of them. I played Solo Trumpet in the School Band--Slide Trombone in the Orchestra. Sang in the Choir in Chapel. I've always wanted to be a Song writer--I am a song writer!I just can't sing or play the music.After a while, I married and have four beautiful children.Iris M. Myres, Ellie R. Novar, Callie L. Yates and Ralph V. Ray.Ten Grandchildren and seven Great-Grandchildren.I've had several Poems Published by You People--and I appreciate this very much.


Tears From Your Baby's Eyes

Tears from your Baby's eyes are like Pearls from the sea.
String them up, they'll crystalize and save them all for me.
Someday you'll have your little Girl and when I'm old and gray
All I'll have is a string of Pearls, but pearls don't fade away.
Tears from your baby's eyes are as precious as can be
String them up they'll crystallize, and save them all for me!

Baby's First Christmas

It's Baby's first Christmas, what a beautiful sight!
As he gurgles out loud in spontaneous delight.
As he gazes at the Tree, with it's baubles and trim
I know only He can hear the Angels sweet hymns.
Holy! Holy! Holy!
As He edges ever nearer to the base of the Tree,
Picks up tiny toys and shakes them with glee
Mommy and Daddy have to laugh outright.
It's Baby's first Christmas- what a wonderful Night!
Holy! Holy! holy!

Welcome!

Welcome to this World little one, though you won't understand.
The ravages that have been done -- all in the name of Man!
The Rivers are polluted -- this land of ours is torn.
The Animals are being killed, the Forests have been shorn.
But Mom and Dad will see to it that all your dreams come true.
They'll have to work doubly hard -- to make it if they do.
Welcome to our Universe! And as you grow to youth --
Maybe things will turn around, and Man will learn the truth.
As how to make this World of ours a better place to live.
And not to let their greed take more than what they have to give.
God willing, you will see it through -- and when you take your stand --
You'll be proud to say that you were born in such a gracious land!
Welcome!


All poems Copyright © 1997 Mary Lewis. All rights reserved.