Author: Jon Green

David Follick – 1860-1921

Maternal Grandfather of Jesse Grant Green I was born in Egypt…not that Egypt, but Egypt, Iowa – That’s about 50-miles west of Nauvoo, Illinois. My family bounced around a little bit when I was...

When The Dust Has Settled-

When the dust has settled all ’round about And the curtain lifted dissolving all doubt When we’re once again counted as a body of one And the divisions of time and age are undone...

Unnoticed-

The Sun came up this morning – Unnoticed But when you wait in the still of the predawn hour On the desert floor or a mountain high You greet its rising – in awe...

The Call-

They sing in primary the words of the hymn He smiles and sways to the familiar rhyme  “I hope they call me on a mission” So sure of his future condition – I hope...

Spark-

THE DAY STARTS EARLY – A RELENTLESS PACE YOU CANT STAY ON TOP IF YOUR NOT IN THE RACE ACROSS THE COUNTRY AND BACK IN ONE DAY JUST ONE STEP AHEAD – KEEP THE...

Song of the Heart-

A poem put to music is the song of the heart A song void of words is just a tune A tune of just words is a poem A poem put to music is...

Refuge-

When darkening clouds encircle thee And the winds of chaos round ‘bout thee pound Steer thy vessel from the restless sea To a quiet cove – high walls all ‘round ‘Till the storm subsides...

No Strangers Are We-

No strangers are we to the changing tide Or the pounding surf with its violent spray Storms we have weathered – no place to hide Through trials and tests on this beach we did...

Majestically They Stand-

The peaks of the great divide. Majestically they stand Sentinels of chiseled rock. Kings over all the land They’ve watched the generations. From glen to mountain high Tame the valley and the glade. To...