Altos without Shoes

The following is a poem I wrote almost exactly 20 years ago, in April of 1996.  I can’t believe it’s been that long since I was a freshman in college!  Though it was not my major, music was the thread that tied my college years together and created the best friendships and memories.  I was the lone piccolo in the tuba squad of the Kiltie Marching Band.  I started out singing Alto in Women’s Glee Club and it took me two years to garner enough courage to audition for the Alma College Choir.  That led me to my first ever plane ride and an unforgettable experience in Scotland that still makes me homesick when I think of it.  I also had the honor of being a founding member of Alma’s chapter of Sigma Alpha Iota (SAI), a music fraternity for women.

It is at the request of a couple of my SAI sisters that I hereby attempt to suppress my embarrassment and share this bit of silliness.  Enjoy!

PS – no disrespect at all to the other voices.  It takes all parts to make a choir!


 

Altos without Shoes

We are the Altos
Who sit on the floor
We sing really low
And our shoes are no more

The tenors are squeaky
Sopranos, they squeal
The basses are fog horns
But Altos are REAL!

We are underrated
And we wish for more
Than our steady, persistent
And monotone chore

Yes, we are those altos
Who kick off their shoes
But sometimes our music
Sure gives us the blues

Please give us some power
We want no more fluff!
You all need to know
That these girls are Tough!

They can’t live without us
Those other three parts
If we were to leave them
They’d fall all apart

So we’ll sing for ourselves
We have nothing to lose
And you’ll someday remember
Those girls without shoes!

 


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Daybreak

I wrote this poem this morning. I wasn’t originally intending to share it, especially so soon. However, I got the strongest feeling that someone, besides me, needed to see this today. The odd thing about this poem, is it was not a bright, beautiful morning that brought this on. It’s actually pretty grey here today, and a little rainy. But for me, it is a bright day that has been too long in coming. The second in a row. And good days deserve sharing and celebrating. I hope whoever needs to see this, sees it and is encouraged. God bless you! 

DAYBREAK

Sungold light of dawn

Warms the chill from weary bones

Too long in shadow

Shining tides of song

Raise the heart

From murky depths

Today I feel strong

A warrior-poet

A bard standing straight atop a high place

Ready to uphold her kindred

In the battle below

Words shaped as a shield

Bright bulwark of hope against the dark

I shall not fear the night

In knowing its return

But stand firm in the shining

While I may

Alive

Strong

Fierce

  

 © Rebecca Van Bruggen, 9/18/2015

Kindred Dreamer

Kindred Dreamer
The Gift of Family #13

To recognize the wondrous
Takes a special sort of soul
A truly kindred spirit
Who by dreaming is made whole

There’s just a touch of magic
In every day you live
A moment made more special
By the joy and love you give

Let imagination grow
Fed on wonders yet unseen
So life might be a journey
Warmed and brightened by the dream


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Pearl of Promise

Pearl of Promise
The Gift of Family #12

 

With your tutu and tiara
Through every day you twirl
As your daddy’s little princess
And your mommy’s darling girl

With each moment comes adventure
And something new to see
A book to read or song to sing
Or helping your family

You’re a precious pearl of promise
A jewel dear and bright
Beloved by all your family
And growing up in heaven’s light


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Child of Laughter

Child of Laughter
The Gift of Family #11

Dearest child of laughter
With that smile, bright as dawn
You brighten all our days
When your giggle catches on

Your life’s just beginning
And potential’s yet unseen
We watch for your future
Which for now is but a dream

May you grow in God’s love
Strong of body, heart, and mind
A son of His promise
And treasure of His design


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Sister

Sister
The Gift of Family #10

A friend to share the latest chat
On our visits rare but welcome
To laugh together, trade a smile
Enjoying the comforts of home

A sidekick in adventuring
Up a tower and down rivers
In camping out beneath the stars
And riding Shivering Timbers

In all, you bless this family
Sharing your gifts of mind and art
Drawn ever closer over time
Bound as a sister of the heart


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Reflected Light

Reflected Light
The Gift of Family #8

 

Reflected in your smiling face
The light of heaven’s joyful heart
Sharing hope and laughter
When the road seems long and dark

Reflected in your quiet strength
The light of heaven’s guiding hand
Shaping mind and spirit
In your growing little men

Reflected in your caring soul
The light of heaven’s healing love
Giving help and comfort
In the haven of your home

 


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Victory through the Grace of God

Victory through the Grace of God
The Gift of Family #7

 

Though sometimes your song falters
And your voice grows tired and weak
Though the struggles weigh you down
‘Til too weary just to speak

Your heart is always guided
By a Savior sure and strong
And in His arms you’re carried
When the road is hard and long

So hang on through the heartache
Keep your trust securely placed
In God, who’ll give you Vict’ry
Through the power of His Grace


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Struggle Refines Strength

Struggle Refines Strength
The Gift of Family #6

 

Do not fear what lies inside you
What those around you cannot see
All strength, all weakness, pains and joys
Once understood can set you free

Those closest will always love you
As a brother, nephew, and son
Even when you hold them distant
When from their care and help you run

There is hidden deep inside you
Seek out surrender and you’ll find
Great strength and a leader’s spirit
Through your struggle being refined


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Wrestling with the Kids

Wrestling with the Kids
The Gift of Family #5

When the kids were young, you wrestled
Each night when you came home
Their squeals and laughs resounded
At the heart of family love

Now they’ve grown a little older
The wrestling happens still
Though changed in form and substance
To shape character and will

In the home you have provided
There refuge can be found
And in you, loving father
When your family gathers ‘round


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