Posts by Joyce McCullough

Father’s Day always reminds me of the Easter cantata No Greater Love written by John W. Peterson. Peterson based many of the songs in this cantata on passages from the Gospels of Matthew and John. These books tell the story of…

  “The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! ” These words penned…

Joyce Kilmer once said, “I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree.” I’m not sure what he meant by this, but isn’t it beautiful? April, known for being National Poetry Month, brings to mind melancholy…

An old English proverb states that “March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb.” I think it’s going out the way it came in. I don’t like the wind, but I do like lions. As an…