Roy Roberts

Fayetteville, New York

For 80 plus years life has offered me many less traveled roads. Some were enticing, others forced detours. But as a retired engineer who once was a trooper in the horse mounted cavalry, I've learned that Tennyson was astutely correct when he said "the old order changeth yielding place to new".

Epitaph

With righteous motives we forgave
The fates, for adding to our grief.
But faith in life beyond the grave,
Is what provides our souls relief.

Anniversary Greeting

The tracings of an artists brush
Bring haunting memories with a rush,
That makes one say, "Oh Deja Vu".
May joy for you this special day
Provoke new thoughts to make you say,
"It seems so old but yet so new".

Skyline Trail

Where earth pretends to greet the sky
With craggy fingertips,
White clouds descend to wet the leaves
And kiss her rocky lips.

Prayer book Revision

Assay the words that you have written,
Examine those which now are stricken,
and ask if these you label "old"
Are truthfully distasteful, cold.
I think not.
Are those you would proclaim most clear
More apt to catch the faithfuls ear
And tune his body to the role
Of kinship with a contrite soul?
I think not.
Has "thee" and "thou" produced a fear
That God will state he cannot hear,
When pious people say his praise
In humble lucid ancient ways?
I think not.