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Poetry Poems

A Hug

When sorrow enters life and heartstrings feel a tug, nothing brings more comfort than the giving of a hug.   Words, though well intended, cannot ever take the place of sweet unspoken feelings through a tender, warm embrace.   In our arms there is compassion and...

A Kiss On The Cheek

When I was just a child You’d come quietly to my bed and kiss me on the cheek. You would whisper, “I love you” Followed by “ sleep tight”, and with feelings of contentment I slept peacefully thru the night. I still remember fondly those days so long ago. I loved you...

A Letter To Myself

  I feel that it’s important I write these words to me. Prompted by my conscience. I must read them carefully. Be wiser with the time that God has given you. Life is measured by the good and worthy things we do.   Be kinder and more caring as you journey...

A Mother Just Like You

Mom, If I could make a wish and have that wish come true, Every child on earth would have a mother just like you.  Every house would be a home where peace and love reside, And the happy sound of laughter would be often heard inside. Through teachings and example...

A Mother’s Love

  Bless my children Lord above, wrap them in Thy tender love. Keep them safe and free from harm, until once again they’re in my arms.   My sweet children, I’ll miss you so, but God called my name, I had to go. Your loving mother I’ll always be. You’ll join...

A Nation “Without” God

  America, the beautiful. Home of the brave and free, Awake, awake ,before they take our rights and liberty.   We are a nation, under God led by His loving light, but soon a nation “without” God if we don’t stand and fight.   God gave us freedom in this land to...

A Nation Under God

Give me your tired , your poor… and all yearning to be free. I’ll break oppression’s shackles, and those of tyranny. I am liberty and justice. I am freedom’s iron rod. I’m a nation indivisible A nation under God. A nation that should honor the name of God our King,...

A Penny For My Thoughts

If I had but a penny for each time I’ve thought of you; Though a penny by itself  has little worth; Added up every day, since you died and went away, I’d be the richest person on the earth!

A Perfect Child

“Your baby has Downs Syndrome”.  The words cut through my soul.    I’d prayed that my newborn  would be perfect, pure and whole.  But with faith I accepted this spirit from above, not knowing that this child would  fill our home with...

A Perfect World

  In a perfect world there’d be no falling tears. No sickness and no pain. No suffering and no fears.   A world without sorrow and a world without goodbye. A paradise of beauty for each beholders eye.   A world without gravestones, for death would never be; And...