Posted by: suetv | August 11, 2011

2nd Ammendment


by Roberta N. Tuthill


When Freedom is ignored, and we’ve no right to self-defense,

And criminals can go “scot-free,” it really makes no sense!

When law-abiding citizens must register their  arms,

While guns in hands of criminals get by with no alarms.

Instead of focusing their wrath on guns in lawful hands,

Why don’t Legislators target guns of lawless bands?


The Number 2 in Bill of Rights, right after Speech that’s Free,

Is meant for self-protection in this Land of Liberty!

When law-enforcement, spread so thin, can’t cover every base,

We need our guns to self-protect, when criminals we face!

And when we do, we need our rights protected by the law.

When “right to crime” takes precedent, there’s legal-system flaw!


Seems criminals have “rights to practice crime” without remorse,

While citizens abide by law, and find they’ve no recourse.

We’re on the verge of anarchy, and lawlessness will reign

When “Rule of Law” is overruled, as elitists make their claim!

When jungle laws take over, then we’ll devour each other,

Forgetting that, in fact, we are a sister or a brother.


© 5/31/2011 11 am, Roberta N. Tuthill (1923- )  TX-born DAR

Dedicated to the shop-keeper who defended himself and co-workers.

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Posted by: bertatut | April 17, 2011



 by Roberta N. Tuthill


It’s just a quick note with assurance of prayers

For divine intervention in all your affairs.

May all your concerns be dissolved by God’s grace,

So gen’rously tendered toward man’s sinful race!


Like a sonic device locates planes that are downed,

Assisting brave rescuers down on the ground

To locate the lost ones, though sight be impaired,

And bring them to safety, such precious lives spared!


Even so we walk now, by faith not by sight;

To our feet a Word-lamp…and to our path a light.

When suffering anguish, pain not understood,

It’s hard to know how God might work it for good.


Homing in on our faith, like a beam, Christ on high,

Reminding us always that He lingers nigh.

Faith’s “mustard seed,” small, yet so mighty to save,

Emits a strong signal, from land, or sea’s wave. 


So prayers will continue, they’re based on His Word.

The promise of Jesus, by ailing ones heard,

Has not been rescinded, nor weakened in power,

Brings glory to God in this world’s darkened hour!


   — Roberta N. Tuthill, Copyright 1/15/2009 1-3 pm

       Dedicated to John W. Cooke, for whom it was given.

Posted by: bertatut | April 17, 2011



By Roberta N. Tuthill 


Some folks in this “Great Generation,” considering freedoms we’ve lost,

Woke up one sad day and considered what the loss of all freedoms might cost!

We gathered together and pondered what steps we could take, now, to save

The much-valued freedoms some squander for free hand-outs from cradle to grave.

When folks say: “Too late,” I say: “No way; while life lasts it’s never ’too late’!”

My ancestors’ blood surges in me, defies fatalism’s cruel fate!

As brave ones, we will not surrender our God-given right to be free

To live on the fruits of our labor, take our chances, with no guarantee!

Judging our liberty foremost of the rights our Forefathers foresaw,

We’re banding together in protest of widespread disregard for the Law!

The rights in the first Ten Amendments, without which all else would have failed,

Are the sticking-point now for defenders of the Document that then prevailed.

The question that President Lincoln set forth in his famous Address,

Has, once again, come front-and-center, in this time of our Nation’s great stress.

Can this nation, conceived with true freedom as the basis of government’s goal,

That all men are created equal, not meant for another’s control —

A proposal with true dedication, a noble concept never tried

In all the past history of mankind — will continuance now be denied?

Will men of true faith and conviction risk all in this Battle for Right?

Will women stand, shoulder-to-shoulder, hold aloft Lady Liberty’s Light?

Will the slothful become energetic, take responsibility

For self-support, seeking employment, if able-bodied they be?

When all who produce, robbed by taxes, have “shared” more than they could afford,

With all stripped to poverty’s level, what will be socialism’s reward?

Will we be like those gone before us who rose to the crises they faced,

Refused to give in or surrender, stood for causes on righteousness based?

No matter what odds were against them, resisted with all of their might,

Gave the last measure of their devotion, pressed on in the battle for right.

Let our voices arise in crescendo, till the Congress and President hear,

Return power to the States and the people, restoring our freedoms so dear!

The tyranny others now suffer by ignoring such warning signs clear,

Should cause us to Stop! Look! And listen! To recognize crisis is near!

Turn back from the brink of disaster, consider our ways and be wise,

Resist the temptation to squander the brief time we have, and arise

To accomplish the task now before us, believing our Cause to be just.

As we take God’s side in this crisis, in His power we surely can trust!

–Roberta N. Tuthill, © 12/16/2009, Descendant of American Revolution Patriots, John and Phoebe Tuthill.

wed 1763. He served, and her father, Samuel Corwin, signed the Engagement to Support the Revolution.

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Posted by: bertatut | September 27, 2010



by Roberta N. Tuthill


 ‘Tis a beautiful sight to behold,

More precious than silver or gold:

A home built on faith,

A foundation of grace,

Watching God-given talents unfold.


A household established on faith,

With Christ as foundation and base,

Its walls firm and stout,

Keeping storms and threats out,

Children fed and nurtured with grace.


The Lord’s admonition and awe

Build a home out of stone, not of straw,

That will stand through the gale,

Though the winds howl and wail.

Lives of faith overcome every flaw.


Faith sends out a signal to God,

Matters not that our nature was flawed.

He shaped us from dust,

But with strong upward thrust.

In Christ we are sanctified sod!


–Roberta N. Tuthill, Copyright 1/25/2009 6-8 am

Remembering the Cooke Family Heritage

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