The Serenity Prayer

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference.


Living one day at a time; Enjoying one moment at a time; Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace; Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it; Trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His Will; That I may be reasonably happy in this life and supremely happy with Him Forever in the next. Amen.

--Reinhold Niebuhr

In loving memory of Fr Bertram Griffin -- 1932-2000 Requiescat in Pace

Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will direct your paths.
Proverbs 3, 5-6

Apple Pudding Cake with Cinnamon Butter Sauce

This is a great recipe, my family really loves it. It is so simple to make and is great for entertaining guest or just the family. Trust me and try it.

INGREDIENTS

Cake

1 cup packed brown sugar
¼ cup butter or margarine, softened
1 egg
1 cup all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
½ teaspoon ground nutmeg
¼ teaspoon salt
2 cups chopped peeled or unpeeled cooking apples (2 medium)

Sauce

1/3 cup butter or margarine
2/3 cup granulated sugar
1/3 cup half-and-half
½ teaspoon ground cinnamon

DIRECTIONS
1Heat oven to 350°F. Grease bottom and sides of 8-inch square pan with shortening.
2In large bowl, mix brown sugar and softened butter with spoon until light and fluffy. Beat in egg. Stir in flour, baking soda, 1 teaspoon cinnamon, the nutmeg and salt. Stir in apples. Spread batter in pan.
3Bake 25 to 35 minutes or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean.
4Meanwhile, in 1-quart saucepan, heat sauce ingredients over medium heat, stirring frequently, until butter is melted and sauce is hot. Serve warm sauce over warm cake.
You can bake the cake and make the sauce a day ahead and store them separately (refrigerate sauce). Warm the sauce in a saucepan over low heat, and heat individual pieces of cake uncovered in the microwave on High for 25 to 35 seconds or until warm.
Braeburn, Cortland, Granny Smith or Rome apples are all good choices for this pudding cake.

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I apologize for being away for a long time. I know I don't have anyone who really visits my blog but I promised myself that I would add a poem a day or atleast write something new everyday, and I haven't followed through with it, so now I am going to give it another try. So I hope I can get a few new people to visit my site. I also will be giving some recipes that I think are great. Everything from appitizers to main dishes and my favorite part of the meal ... deserts. Some will be healthy some will be very unhealthy but very tasty. I hope you will try these recipes and let me know what you think of them.

Please feel free to let me know what you think of the poetry I write or the poetry I post from other writers. I so want to add that I am promoting my baskets since it is the Holiday season it is the perfect time to think about what to get your loved ones please take a look at my baskets and feel free to contact me if you would like to order some. My baskets vary in ingredients and baskets itself. Happy reading!!!!

Thank you for reading my blog and Happy Holidays to everyone!!

Rose

Ties That Bind

At last my lady love has spoken to me
What better could it be to hear her sweet voice
She would not be a prisoner because of thee
If I cast away my name that wasn't by choice

A name is just a name it is only skin deep
To kill the name is to kill the enemy, you'd be the same
The sweet reward would be me to keep
Tis a sweet promise I will make you keep, what is a name?

Our love is real, pure like the first buds of spring
Make no mistake it won't change with the seasons
If marriage is what you want, for you my life I will bring
So let us be together for this very reason

I pledge my love for you from this night and on
Our love will live on because the ties that bind are strong

By Rose Corbin

Broken Dreams

THERE is grey in your hair.
Young men no longer suddenly catch their breath
When you are passing;
But maybe some old gaffer mutters a blessing
Because it was your prayer
Recovered him upon the bed of death.
For your sole sake -- that all heart's ache have known,
And given to others all heart's ache,
From meagre girlhood's putting on
Burdensome beauty -- for your sole sake
Heaven has put away the stroke of her doom,
So great her portion in that peace you make
By merely walking in a room.
Your beauty can but leave among us
Vague memories, nothing but memories.
A young man when the old men are done talking
Will say to an old man, 'Tell me of that lady
The poet stubborn with his passion sang us
When age might well have chilled his blood.
'Vague memories, nothing but memories,
But in the grave all, all, shall be renewed.
The certainty that I shall see that lady
Leaning or standing or walking
In the first loveliness of womanhood,
And with the fervour of my youthful eyes,
Has set me muttering like a fool.
You are more beautiful
than any one, And yet your body had a flaw:
Your small hands were not beautiful,
And I am afraid that you will run
And paddle to the wrist In that mysterious,
always brimming lake
Where those
What have obeyed the holy law paddle and are perfect.
Leave unchanged The hands that I have kissed,
For old sake's sake. The last stroke of midnight dies.
All day in the one chair
From dream to dream and rhyme to rhyme I haveranged
In rambling talk with an image of air:
Vague memories, nothing but memories.

By William Butler Yeats