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About Butch Dean

I was born and raised in the mid-west and attended high school in the '50's. My paths in life have taken me from a teenager in the fifties to the U.S. Navy in the sixties; from a blue collar worker to a nursing degree; from Illinois-Arkansas-Florida-Tennessee and back to my hometown in Illinois. Many roads have I traveled and many travelers have I met along the way, all with stories to be told. With my faith in God and “dust on my shoes,” I travel the writer’s path. My poetry and writings are about faith, hope, love and the human condition. It is my sincere hope that the thoughts expressed will find a way to speak to your heart and soul. "It's never too late and you are never too old to do what you’ve always wanted to do.”

The Hope Beyond

Memory Bears by Bonnie


When death comes, there is often no celebration,
only sadness and a sense of loss.
All too often, death leaves a feeling of hopelessness and finality.
Death is here
Sadness prevails
No smiles, only tears
When will the rain stop?
The end is here
This is too soon
No laughter, only gloom
When will the rain stop?
It’s over now,
What can I do
No hope, only doom
When will the rain stop?
If ones hope does not go beyond this life, there is no hope.

I have found hope in the scriptures.
I have found the words of John 3:16 to be an eternal comfort.

“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son,
that whoever believes in Him, shall not perish,
but have everlasting life.”


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Christmas Hope

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For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.

It is traditional this time of year to read the story of “a babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.” Familiar is the account of the birth of the Christ child.

I have heard the story of Mary and Joseph, the Wise Men and the Shepherds since early childhood. Each year, during Christmas, the story unfolds once more.

The Christmas holidays are a joyous time, but for some, they are a time of despair and hopelessness…more so than any other time of year.

It is my wish that this story of Christmas Hope can be real to all, not just a traditional story told each year and…

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