Easter This Year (2020)

Easter this Year

we stay home

with breakfast and a laptop

for Easter Sunday service

Easter this year

we stay home

with lunch for three

with no other family members

Easter this year

we stay home
when we go out

keep social distancing 

Easter this year

we stay home

with special hope

no more Covid-19 patients reported

Easter this year

we stay home

with special prayers

for the nation, the world, and the front line teams

Easter this year

we stay home

hoping something special happen

God will show us another rainbow

Amen!

Saturday, April 11, 2020

Easter This Year (2018)

Easter This Year

My Easter this year will be different
No colored eggs
Or decorated eggs,
Just deep-felt love
For Christ, so dear.

My daughter's Easter this year will be different
No Easter basket
Full of fluff,
No jelly beans
And other stuff.

My husband's Easter this year will be different
No Kit-Kat, no m & m's
Or other Easter chocolates
He likes
On the table in the living room

Our Easter this year will be different
No Will
No Fran
No Em
Sitting around the dinning table together

Our Easter this year will be the same
We'll go to church
Pray and sing Alleluia!
Listen to the message
He's risen!

Our Easter this year will bring hope
For me
For my husband
For my family
For brighter future

Thank you God
For your love
For your sacrifice
For your promise
And for your blessings.

Amen!


(by Fida Abbott, March 31, 2018)

POEMS: Welcome Back to School

For my Freshman, August 27, 2018


Hip-hip horray!

I'm in the first day of Intermediate High School today

Excited and nervous

I could not wait to get ready soon

after my alarm rang at 6 AM

Having breakfast at 6.30 AM

and waiting for the school bus coming at 6.45 AM

My mom already left to work

My dad is getting ready for work

And I am working on my appearance

I want to look nice on my first day of school

In the bus I took a seat by myself at the front.

Everybody was so quiet.

No talk, no laugh, no smile

and I was busy with my own thought.

When I came back from school

My mom asked me so many questions.

And I only had one response,

"Mama, I had a good day at school."

by Fida Abbott

08/31/2018

POEMS: Welcome Back to School

Hip-hip horray!

I'm in the first day of Middle School today.

Excited and nervous.

I could not wait to get ready soon

even though it was still at 5 AM.

Having breakfast at 5.30 AM

and waiting for the school bus coming at 7 AM.

My mom got mad.

I woke up too early.

Made her wake up too early, too.

She said tomorrow I had to set up the alarm at 5.45 AM

instead of 5 AM.

In the bus I took a seat by myself at the front.

Everybody was so quiet.

No talk, no laugh, no smile

and I was busy with my own thought.

When I came back from school

My mom asked me so many questions.

But I only had one response,

"Mama, I could not open my locker."

by Fida Abbott

08/31/2018

Welcome Back to School

Hip-hip horray!
I'm in the first day of Middle School today.
Excited and nervous.

I could not wait to get ready soon
even though it was still at 5 AM.
Having breakfast at 5.30 AM
and waiting for the school bus coming at 7 AM.

My mom got mad.
I woke up too early.
Made her wake up too early, too.
She said tomorrow I had to set up the alarm at 5.45 AM
instead of 5 AM.

In the bus I took a seat by myself at the front.
Everybody was so quiet.
No talk, no laugh, no smile
and I was busy with my own thought.

When I came back from school
My mom asked me so many questions.
But I only had one response,
"Mama, I could not open my locker."

August 1, 2015

HAIKU (White Lilies & Butterfly)

WHITE LILIES

Blooming white lilies

Arranged on the pots nicely

Caught our both eyes

A sign of spring comes

Time to celebrate the joy

Time of gardening

Fragrant white lilies

Arranged on the pots sweetly

Caught our sinned heart

Sign to remember

The winning of life from sin

Wiped till shiny white

Walmart Associate Room, Coatesville, 04-02-2015


BUTTERFLY

Fly-fly butterfly
You won't reach into the sky
No words of "Bye-bye"

Land to my petals
Spread your wings and rest nicely
It's your home sweet home

Come-come butterfly
Don't miss lot of sweets I have
Source of food you need

Walmart Associate Room, Coatesville, 05-09-2015 & 09-26-2015

                                                                                                                     

Valentine Poetry

Several days before Valentines Day, I wrote 3 poets at an online Indonesia news, www.kabarindonesia.com. I had chosen one of them to my husband as a Valentines Gift. Below is one of the poets I had chosen to write it on a sweet valentines card that I had given it to him.

MY SOUL-MATE

my soul-mate is a half of my soul
a half of my life
a wing of my single wing
so we can fly perfectly

when I am down
he will be down
when I rise
He will rise
wherever I go
he will be there for me
whenever I need him
he will be always at my side

when the suffering unsheathes me
he is my comfort
when crying attacks me
he is my arm-rest
when the sadness comes
he is my support
when the happiness approaches me
he is my joyful

I know he is not perfect
his pluses and minuses
good and bad
I accept and love him
as the way of he is

Do you want to know what the response I got from him?... A kiss and a great confession flied on my right cheek. He said, "I love the gift that comes from the heart. I want to cry everytime I read that poetry. Thank you, Honey. It was the best valentine gift I ever had." (*)

Published at Helium Network, September 5, 2008

Christian Poetry: My Wings

I can fly so far and high

If my wings aren't broken

I can kick the hurricane

If my wings are so strong

I can pass the ocean

If my wings have the horse power

Who can oppose me?

If my wings are the gallant wings

They can kick the hurricane and pass the ocean

Who is my opponent?

If my wings can not be competed

They can cruise the ocean

My wings are my strength symbol

I can be weak

Just because of the nature power

I would not have the strength

If The Owner wants it

My wings depends on HIM

Published at Helium Network, September 6, 2008

POEM: My Freedom

my freedom is

when I feel free

to say 'yes' or 'no' without forcing

my freedom is

when I feel free

to stride here and there

without chasing

my freedom is

when I feel free

to run reaching my end goal

without 'in other person's way'

my freedom is

when I feel free

to express my thought for goodness

my freedom is

when I feel life

as I am on my existent

without imitation polished

beautiful outside but rotten inside

my freedom is

when I feel no pressure

enjoying my right I own

without duty careless

without breaking the rules

without hurting the others

respect to the others

respect in diversity

support the hopeless

support the goodness

hugging the free-less

love to others without intend

Published at Helium, November 18, 2008

POEM: I See My Life

in my life
sometimes
it doesn't look like what I want
it doesn't look like what I wish
and
it doesn't look like what I need

sometimes
disappointed shadows
make me like a little child
who needs a hug and attention
feeling spoiled
feeling saved

You attend at the right time
hugging me lovely
teaching me softly
lacing my life beautifully

You come with Your love
the true love I ever have

don't ever leave me
stay with me
hug me warmly and softly
love me tenderly and deeply

I feel saved in You
I feel comfortable in You
I feel confident in You
You are my only Hope

Published at Helium, November 29, 2008

POEM: Shadow

I don't want you following me

but you're still there

you don't care

I don't want you imitating me

but you still do it

you don't care

you're just quite

when I say something

no sound

no expression

when I touch you

you're there

you don't touch me back

why?

you should touch me back

but you don't

are you shy?

but you still follow me

you still imitate me

you bother me

you're still there

you don't care

I think you just want to be like me

following me

imitating me

are they fun?

Published at Helium, November 20, 2008

POEM: Father

MY  FATHER

in the morning you have left
in the evening you have come home
in the night you always pray
never gets tired, that's what I remember
never gives up, that's what I see
discipline strongly, that's what I follow
gives me the spirit for learning continually
sharpens the brain for the future
gives me the direction in action
speaks from 'a' to 'z' in advising
what enormous you are
I know he is just a human being
who has pluses and minuses
one thing I always know
there are no 'tired' words to effort
all he does, are for the family
I respect him and I love him


(Dedicated to my father who lives in Surabaya, Indonesia)
Coatesville, January 31st, 2007

Published at Helium, March 1, 2007, http://www.beyondprose.com/index.php/poetry-father-92-317104/

POEM: Hope

When the trials come in my life
I should ask, "Why?"
But I don't
Cause I know He permits them
When the trials come in my life
I should say, "I am tired"
But I don't
Cause I know He examines me
When the trials come in my life
I should scream, "No!"
But I don't
Cause I know He values every step I have made
When the trials come in my life
I should run away
But I don't
Cause they never go away
When the trials come in my life
I should not care
But I don't
Cause they are the part of my life
When the trials come in my life
I just say, "Please, help me!"
"Please, give me the strength to face it!"
"Please, give me Your hand to lift me up!"
"I can not stand without You"
"Please, don't go!" "Be with me!"
When finally I see the sun rises
I know what He means
I know what He has planned
He wants me becomes better and better
As a candle, a light giver
Then I hear He says, "Well done, My child"
"Peace be with you"


Published at Helium, January 3, 2009, http://www.beyondprose.com/index.php/hope-poetry-3-162071/

POEM: Clock

tick tock tick tock
hand of clock is moving
tick tock tick tock
counting the seconds

tick tock tick tock
time is changing
tick tock tick tock
changing the day

tick tock tick tock
going forward
tick tock tick tock
showing the life time

tick tock tick tock
it is the sound of time
tick tock tick tock
going forward never backward

tick tock tick tock
there is on the wall
tick tock tick tock
it will stop on its time


Published at Helium, Dec 19, 2008

POEM: Rock of Life

I put my hands up to You
holding Your hands tightly
I lay my body down on You
feeling Your comfort nicely
I stand my feet on You
reaching Your support straightly

I am strong and not weak
when I stand on You
my Rock of Life

I still stand perfectly
between storm and thunder
because
I stand on You
my Rock of Life


Published at Helium, Nov 30, 2008

POEM FOR MY HUSBAND: 8th Anniversary Poem

This post is special for my husband. To celebrate our 8th Anniversary today, I would like to give him a special gift, an Anniversary Poem:

The Garden of Love

The beauty of our garden is always changing
With the weather and the season
They give a splendor in each moment
Viewing its beauty in its own way

In the spring, the Daffodils are blooming
In the summer, the Honeysuckles have party with the butterflies and hummingbirds
In the autumn, the backyard is decorated with the colorful leaves
In the winter, the plants are covered with the white snow

In the morning when sunshine is rising
All vegetations are ready to be filled
In the night when the moonlight is appearing
We still can't see the beauty of our garden in the dark

Rainy days, sunny days, snowy days and stormy days
Which the best day they will choose
They won't . . . they can't choose
They just can accept

The garden of our love is as same as our garden
Through rainy days and sunny days
Through snowy days and stormy days
We've stayed together as husband and wife

Happy anniversary, my dear husband
With you at my side in any of our condition
every experience is sweet
because we face it together

--Fida Abbott--
10/5/2010

2010 Birthday Gift

My birthday gift
the most special
a surprise gift
I expected

Little tiny
head and body
toes and fingers
soft and dark hair

My birthday gift
will be brought soon
to my real world
in next nine months

Now he or she
misterious
still in my womb
warm and secure

Cry is the sign
the gift of life
the gift of mine
the happiness

February 10, 2010

To My Mom in Heaven

Mom, I have something to tell you
three words I never say to you
three words that stay so long in my heart
"I love you"

Mom, I need to tell this to you
something that I always dream about
something that I need to do
"I want to hug you"

Mom, I want to tell this to you
about my expression
about my appreciation
"Thank you for bringing me to this world"

Let them blow in the air
bring them to you
keep them in your soul
From your daughter on the earth

Coatesville, May 9, 2010

POEM: Easter Light

Easter Light
I see the cross
there is a deep darkness
nobody wants to come

I see the empty grave
there is a life
everybody is looking for

His resurrection is a sign
there is no darkness
but lightness

Everybody who believes in Him
can come to meet His Father
without any condition
only trust in Him
live in Him
follow His path
nothing we have to pay
it is free
because He had paid full for us
with His blood and love

Happy Easter!


Coatesville, April 3, 2010
by Fida Abbott

Summer Fun

When sun shines hot
Head burns like fire
Warm body sweats
Brownie baked skin

There people hate
Many don’t like
Stay inside cool
No hot, no sweat

But let us see
Other people
Under the sun
Swim and enjoy

But let us see
Other people
Grill yummy foods
Sweet tasty corns

But let us see
Fun kids giggles
In swimming suits
Splash in water



Coatesville, July 4, 2009

(1st Chaiku)