Biography of Melinda Butterfield
I was born in South Arkansas, graduated from the University of Arkansas in Fayetteville with a B.A. degree in English Literature. Later I obtained an Associate Degree in Nursing. I have been married for 22 years and I have three daughters and three grandchildren.
The poems that I have submitted are actually song
lyrics so it's hard to get the full effect of what you read but I hope you enjoy them anyway.
Melinda Butterfield Poems
Nothing To Say
Sometimes I worry there's nothing to say Yet I feel that I could talk in a subtle way Oh, but most times so it seems, yes that most times something
Life well as you know is your passion and time is too short. Love is a question: Will it last or will it fade away?
Hey Friend, I thought I heard you cry my name in the wind. Yes I was sure and I could feel your fright. But don't you know? Can't you see? Time will show.
He Made Me Sure
I traveled to a place unknown to me. Laughter seemed to fill the air. And in this land I found a heart of gold. In someone who really cared.
When Cujo ran away last night, the weather was a mess. For it was New Year's Eve, and it was cold and dark at best. I walked around the neighborhood, flashlight in hand to see
I Turn To You
When I've traveled on my own I feel I've lost the love you've shown and I long to turn to you to guide me back to a place where I have grown
God Will Be Our Peace
In the time it takes for love to grow I have found that my heart dwells in your soul And I'm longing to give to you Just to you
Who are you my Lord? Are you quiet and golden like a sunrise? Are you calm and gentle as a soft breeze? Well, sometimes I can hear you whispering
Well, we all went to school to get some learnin' done. And we had our share engagin' in the fun.
Clear streams, moon beams, these are the good things we dream about when we're asleep. Soft rain in your eyes please baby don't cry. This is your lullaby.
Who are you my Lord?
Are you quiet and golden like a sunrise?
Are you calm and gentle as a soft breeze?
Well, sometimes I can hear you whispering
through the trees and I realize
How great you are.
Where are you my Lord?
Are you dwelling in the hearts