Christmas Elf

I know an elf that spreads goodwillDown every road she roamsShe has many tasks to fulfillBefore Santa greets homesWith toys to build and dolls to dressYou’d think this elf would mournBut, aiding in Santa’s successIs why this elf was born.

You see, she’s not a normal elfThe kind with funny shoesShe took the time to prove herselfShe, slowly, paid her duesNow, she is found among the ranksOf Santa’s very bestAn elf that owes a debt of thanksTo those who helped her quest.

She never thought she’d be around The rare and chosen fewWho make the bells and whistles soundFor a child’s dream come trueBut, she works hard, both day and nightIn shifts throughout the yearHer purpose is to spread delightThrough love and Christmas cheer.

I know a very humble elfWhose heart is made of goldShe never thinks of just herselfAnd gives to young and oldShe does not ever strive to beAn elf of high accordFilling a child’s heart with gleeIs her greatest reward.

author Jill Eisnaugle’s

Size: 8 x 10 canvas (not framed)
This item sells for $300.00

Pauline Libutti, RiverRock Critters

Magic Eyes

When you were small faith was an easy task

Adventures await just beyond the looking glass

I wish upon you 'Magic eyes' that saw the world filled with rainbow skies

Every touch was pure and oh so new

The world's cruel truth unknown to you

Unquestioned trust, you would place your hand in mine

And blindly follow me through the ends of time

With 'Magic eyes' you would look upon my face

Innocence alive within that perfect place

Seasons past and time is now old

Flowers wilted and the air has turned cold

You look at me but can no longer see

The hero you once saw in me

Heavy heart and broken smiles

River of tears that flows for miles

I watch you as you silently slip away

And try and hold onto you another day

Alas, winter's bitter winds float upon a tongue of lies

Stealing all that is innocent from within your 'Magic Eyes'.



author Donna MontoyaRauh

Size: 8 x 10 canvas (not framed)
This item sells for $475.00

Pauline Libutti, RiverRock Critters

Imagination

Let thoughts and images cascade to your mind,

Creativity of wonders now coil and bind.

Take forth your eyes, inspire the senses,

Imagine a scene, establish no fences.

We take the true path into a starlit enigma,

Hear the magic, smell the mist, feel the stigma.

Brew does the storm not of natural cause,

For this cyclone is of the brain no longer with flaws.

Connected are ideas into mind's maze,

Thus starts the journey's front lining phase.

On we move to summon pure thoughts,

Where dreaming begins and we open the lots.

This great gift we have to create worlds unspoken,

Do the undone, tis our mind's free token.

Escape from reality, dive into vacation,

Arrive in a new world known as IMAGINATION.


Author unknown

Lil' Angelica

When God calls little children

to dwell with Him above,

We mortals sometime question

the wisdom of His love.

For no heartache compares with

the death of one small child

Who does so much to make our world,

seem wonderful and mild.

Perhaps God tires of calling

the aged to his fold,

So He picks a rosebud,

before it can grow old.

God knows how much we need them,

and so He takes but few

To make the land of Heaven

more beautiful to view.

Believing this is difficult

still somehow we must

The saddest word mankind knows

will always be "Goodbye."

So when a little child departs,

we who are left behind

Must realize God loves children,

Angels are hard to find.


author unknown

Size: 8 x 10 canvas board.
This item sells for $400.00

Pauline Libutti, RiverRock Critters

Forgotten Dreams

How the flights of fantasy

can bewilder some.

How it can capture loneliness make it flee and run,

And turn the tables inside out,

The cry into a shout,

Can make the unexpected fun,

The expected cease to come.

Yes! Strange that path of fantasy

makes happier the mind,

Makes brighter, lighter, the joy within

which rings and sings and climbs.

Flights can come and flights can go

and flights can come between

and you'll find that I'll be riding there

where the forest meets the green.

Yes, I'll ride the wings of fantasy,

of wonder, love and light,

And I'll ride them here,

and I'll ride them there,

through the winding paths of night.

And I'll sing to you of that rainbow high

Of its lovely, lofty light,

Of those wonderful, enchanted Isles

That I dream about through the night

By Linda A. Copp

Size: 8 x 10 canvas board.
This item sells for $400.00

Pauline Libutti, RiverRock Critters

Tickle Me Pink

These famous pink birds can be found in warm, watery regions on many continents. They favor environments like estuaries and saline or alkaline lakes. Considering their appearance, flamingos are surprisingly fluid swimmers, but really thrive on the extensive mud flats where they breed and feed.

Greater flamingos are likely to be the only tall, pink bird in any given locale. They also have long, lean, curved necks and black-tipped bills with a distinctive downward bend.

Their bent bills allow them to feed on small organisms—plankton, tiny fish, flies larvae, and the like. In muddy flats or shallow water, they use their long legs and webbed feet to stir up the bottom. They then bury their bills, or even their entire heads, and suck up both mud and water to access the tasty morsels within. A flamingo's beak has a filter like structure to remove food from the water before the liquid is expelled.

Shrimp like crustaceans are responsible for the flamingo's pink color. The birds pale in captivity unless their diet is supplemented.

Greater flamingos live and feed in groups called flocks or colonies. They find safety in numbers, which helps to protect individual birds from predators while their heads are down in the mud. Greater flamingos also breed while gathered in groups. Once mating is complete, a pair takes turns incubating their single egg. Young flamingos are born gray and white and do not turn pink for two years. In years when wetlands and pools are dry and food scarce, flamingoes may not breed.

Size: 5 x 7 wood plaque.
This item sells for $45.00

Pauline Libutti, RiverRock Critters

My Furry Friend

This is a 5 x 7 wood plaque that I gave to a neighbor who wanted a portrait of her lab Webster. I thought I would add a poem I found for all you pet lovers. Please enjoy!

What would I do without you,
My precious, furry friend?
Part mischief, but all blessing,
And faithful to the end!

You look at me with eyes of love;
You never hold a grudge...
You think I'm far too wonderful
To criticize or judge.

It seems your greatest joy in life,
Is being close to me...
I think God knew how comforting
Your warm, soft fur would be.

I know you think you're human,
But I'm glad it isn't true...
The world would be a nicer pace
If folks were more like you!

A few short years are all we have,

One day we'll have to part...
But you, my pet, will always have
A place within my heart.


~Hope Harrington Kolb~

Pauline Libutti, RiverRock Critters