Thursday, October 17, 2013

"Lily was here" (Video)

"Lily was here" Candy Dulfer and Dave Stewart
(Absolutely amazing sax and guitar)



  


Chris Turner is a residential/commercial
painting contractor in Edmonton Alberta Canada
chris_turner@shaw.ca

“Longing for the ocean” (Poem)



“Longing for the ocean”

  

(My home town, where I grew up as a kid. The Promenade, Gourock. Scotland)

Oh! To walk that sandy beach, right now it seems far out of reach
Again to see the waves as they roar, as they splash against the rugged shore

To smell the scent of salt in the air, as the ocean breeze blows through my hair 
Searching for sea shells as I explore, as I stroll through seaweed washed ashore

The rocks are slippery green with slime; it appears they’ve been there for some time
Here and there between the reef the starfish are scattered on the beach

As I run my fingers through the sand I didn’t know it could be so grand
Splashing my feet through the white capped waves as the water’s rushing to make its way

The pebbles they’re soothing to my feet on the rocks the seagulls take a seat
This is the day that I dream of, being next to the ocean that I love

Written by ChrisTurner
March 26, 2013.


Chris Turner is a residential/commercial
painting contractor in Edmonton Alberta Canada
chris_turner@shaw.ca



“A Shortened Life” (Poem)



“A Shortened Life”

In memory of Christian Crowell (5-years old)

As I would go to church on Sunday, Amazing Grace they sung
My body riddled with disease ever since I was young

The doctors tried their best for me with medicine I tried to cope
My mum and dad would speak with me to try and give me hope

As I prayed with my family, with tears I would cry
As I held their hands not knowing if I would die

They prayed and prayed as they trusted God, but all to no avail
 Looking upon my little body which was looking very frail

I was determined though I wouldn’t quit, I had so much to give
For my mum, dad and siblings, I so much wanted to live

But my body was feeling weaker now, each and every day
All I could do was hope in God and to trust Him when I pray

As I looked into my parents eyes, despair is what I saw
They took my hand and held me close as the pain in me would gnaw

As I listen to a Christian song my hand I have to raise
Thinking of God whom I’ll meet soon who forever I will praise

(Christian Crowell, raising his hand in praise)
Struggling hard to stay alive with each and every breath
I was fighting hard to stay away; from the thing that we call death


But just at that, as I closed my eyes the light was ever so bright
As I entered into the Heavenly realm O’ what a beautiful sight

As I got closer I saw an image, it was Jesus on His throne
I knew now that I could go and would never be alone

As I hugged my mum and dad, my body became so still
They knew that I had passed away; they knew this was God’s will

I was only five when I died that day; we knew that God knows best
My body is no longer in pain; I’ve gone to my Heavenly rest.

Written by Chris Turner
January 18th, 2013


Chris Turner is a residential/commercial
painting contractor in Edmonton Alberta Canada
chris_turner@shaw.ca