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The Best Mistake

You made the mistake and now,
your afraid to face this day. 

Your thoughts are racing through 
and through.

You wonder if your family looks at
you as a disgrace, but you'er mother
takes you and reasures, your very 
much loved in grace.

Even though your much to young
for this breathing little thing this
has become.

You couldn't just throw it out
like it was a peice of trash.

So you grow up and take the
path that led you to your best
mistake for years to come.


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My Micke boys

                To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

        I have been blessed with 4  Grandchildren

       ~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb "  He is God's Angel ~
   ~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~

     For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
       he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
      ~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
 
              Time passed another gift to see
               we are " Mickes" and Loved 
            Our Dad held the title in Baseball 
                   ~  that's how we roll ~
           those children are Grandmas hero's 

       The Irish they love big and Family is everything 
        The brothers will protect the beautiful sister 
              ~ as many lads will be calling ~

        Every time my Grandson hits a home run
     There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand 

       It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs 
           ~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
     either baseball or Art  ~ you shall find your gift given

                These children have been blessed~
                 ~  a beauty to hard to describe 
        If you think not ~~  Take a look at the Mom  
                     That girl can stop Traffic   
                    after raising three and still~ 

          "Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "

     May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell


Details | Carpe Diem | |

My sister's Smile

My sister’s smile

Fourteen years ago, my sister founded something, something powerful, something she wore everyday, a smile. A smile that could defeat anything that was against her and make everyone around felt nothing but joy. My sister had a disease, there might not be another tomorrow for her but she did nothing but carpe diem; enjoy every single moment to the fullest. I can barely remember everything that passed during that time, I was just four years old but it is impossible for anyone to forget such a unique and beautiful smile. One day she had to do analysis, another day she needed to take about 10 medicines and the next day she was in chemo, this process repeated itself by several months and I was amazed because not a single day passed where she didn’t give a smile. Most of the days she had to go through intense and painful tests so she can get better and believe me they were extremely hard, but she had something that motivated her, a kind of award. She had a little book that was full of happy faces stickers of every single color, size and shape. She loved the shiny ones because it meant not only happiness; there was a little extra that made her feel so good. She wrote on a notebook her daily treatments and she leaved a little space so when her hard day was over, she can put the sticker on the blank space she left previously on the page. She filled about 240 pages with happy faces and every person that went to visit her read the whole notebook and left the place with a smiley face sticker on their forehead. It is a unique and simple daily motivation she had and it turned out that it worked really well for her. Many people find happiness with material things such as new clothes, accessories, cars, luxury things, and etc. They forget that the little and simple things have the most impact in their life. My sister’s happiness was represented by a simple smile and most of the persons that she knew and where present during that time had received that gift she founded one day. Through hard times and sad days don’t forget to smile because one single movement from your mouth can bring the most powerful feelings that can defeat almost everything that stands against you. Just like my sister, she founded her smile and it turned out that it worked really well for her. 


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My Departed Friends

             Oh! Those whom I loved and cared that left this world
  Enjoying the bliss of heaven when my heart wreaths in pain
  Free from anguish and agony and attitudes apathetic and cold
Away from burning sunlight of hatred, ruthlessness and strain

My loving parents and my little sister departed one by one
The infinite mercy of the Creator granted them joy of heaven
 For me the luscious trees of love gave way to burning sun
       The path of life turned thorn infested, rocky and uneven
 
 The lustful demons of merciless world waiting for me on way
               My only weapon, my resolute, indomitable will
With God behind my relentlessness I conquered life in a sway
Lonely nights followed crowded days dreary, dreadful still

Then showered on me God’s sagacious and profound recompense 
Through love and compassion my beleaguered soul thrived
    On desert of life came the rain-filled clouds of loyalty of friends
    Roses bloomed, nightingale sang, life’s elegance revived

         But happy days are shorter than the morning dew’s life
You Manzoor, Arif, Marghub,.Nisar, Mehmuda, Ismat, Harry and Jo.
Who were spared the pains of this world of conflicts and strife.
Tranquility of heaven is your destiny, Aftab, Ferreira and Remigio

Your abode has elegant pink shadows and golden sunlight
    Fragrant rivers and gardens with flowers of colors unseen
Pebbles of emeralds and rubies present the sight’s delight
Gushing fountains, silvery lakes, hills and valleys ever green

 These bounties are rewards of goodness and your virtuous deeds
Your kindness, your compassion, and your illuminated soul
The Creator, most merciful and benevolent gifts beyond one needs
     More than lofty aspirations and much beyond your goal.

    Happy though I am for you I must still complain
                      Why you chose to desert me; why you left alone
The leaping flame of loneliness is my destiny again
The path to eternal bliss you took, to me you should have shown
-----


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I'm Going Home

,

Lord thank you for this life,
As I have lived a full life,
It was not always as I would have like,
But I lived it to the best of what I could,
I’m going home; Home to the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been a long weary believer, 
As I’ve been away to long,
I now know what I’ve been searching for, 
As He's been there in me all along,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been and seen lots of places in life’s journey,
Now I yearn for familiar faces in familiar places,
I hear familiar voices calling me to come home, 
I see familiar faces looking at me,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
My time is near, the hour I know not,
I see Jesus' face across the Heaven’s,
I hear His soft sweet voice calling me home,
 I can’t wait for my real life to begin,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me.

By; Rev. Samuel and Esta Mack, OMS
Copyright 2011

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The Family That God Gave to Me

The Family That God Gave to Me I think about the family, that God gave to me... And think about where they'll spend eternity! I think about the good times, that we've had. And the trials we've faced... Both good and bad! God helped us to overcome adversity together! And proved his faithfulness... Today and forever! He showed us the Godly path, that we should follow... And promised to be with us! Today and tomorrow! He's proven how much he loves us! And how much that he cares for us! Thank you my lord, for all you do! Where would we be? If not for you? You've proven yourself over and over again! Thank you so much, for being our friend! By Jim Pemberton


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Did The Lord Build Your House

Did The Lord Build Your House? This house of ours is “plain.” But is still standing. We’re “simple folks...” By many people’s understanding… We may not have much of what is “socially appealing”… But we have love in our hearts. And this is a good feeling! We may not be “wrapped up” in much of this world’s entertainment. But we seek God’s peace and a desire for contentment. We, as a family, have one purpose and “calling” in mind. To seek God’s ways of being merciful and kind… Each day we pray with much thankfulness in our hearts… For this is where happiness and gratitude starts! We’re thankful to the Lord for his unfailing grace… And for keeping us together in this special place… We’re blessed to have a God who is truly worth finding. His word in our lives is precious and worth memorizing! “Unless the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain that build it!” God must rule and reign… So his love can completely fill it! By Jim Pemberton


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Blessing

Priceless pearl
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel

Heaven sent
Angelic countenance
Beauty so pure

Lovely daughter
your character delights
my devotion forever

Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
the moment
You
first squeezed my finger






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Soul Sisters

Such an Amazing girl god put into my life.

He knew i needed you at that exact time

Funny when we met I thought you were to good for me

But when you approached me the sweetest girl I did meet.

From that day on we have never truly been apart cause I

carry you around everywhere in my heart. You have been the

rock when I needed a friend around, you have been the light

when the darkness consumed me and took away my sunshine

Even when were miles apart the phone connects us and keeps

our strongest bond. 17 years feels like such a short time but

I feel I have always had you in my life. Soul Sisters we were

meant to be.. You my beloved friend are such a fresh breeze

Even after a year apart it was like yesterday that we did part

so through the many miles and through the long hard road

I know this friendship will always survive. Your a burst of joy

to me each day I thank the Lord for the sweet blessing he gave!

BY:Christina McCullouch

7/28/2012


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God Gave Us Brothers And Sisters For A Reason

God Gives Us Brothers and Sisters For A Reason!

God gives us brothers and sisters for a reason!
As children, we have each other, throughout the seasons!

We laugh and play together and do all sorts of things…
Often not realizing what the future of life brings!

As kids, we often share whatever life may give us!
And stick together, no matter what trials may face us!

But, as we grow older, too often, we part separate ways.
And lose any contact with each other for countless days!

I’ve seen all kinds of things tear families all apart.
Often, there’s some kind of
 unforgiveness of the heart!

If you, and your siblings, have reached a separation…
May you seek Jesus for
a Godly reconciliation!

As family, whatever divides, must be lifted up in prayer!
Where two or three are gathered…  God is there!

Just think about what the family unit has become!
The love of Jesus must be what binds us all as one!

Getting along as a family, is more than just a “feeling!”
The blood of Christ needs to bring an “inner healing!”

The family that each of us have,
 may not be here tomorrow!
Are you one who’s holding on to bitterness and sorrow?

May the words of Christ help us all to get along!
That through HIM, our families
will be STRONG!

By Jim Pemberton   10/20/13


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Ode to My Daughter

I confided with The Jeweler
I want a masterpiece
A wonder to the modern world
Where joy will never cease

He said he’d start with umber
A rich, golden shade of brown
use it from the very start
create a special crown

Next, sparkle from His diamonds
He used them from within
Distributed them quite liberally on
Her eyes, her smile, her skin

Oh yes she will be special
A jewel the world will love
treasure made with so much heart 
They’ll know she’s from above
She shall be known as Ceci
Because she is to be
perfection of a young lady
like your sister is to Me

He said I know just what I’ll do 
To make your crown the best
I have special method 
Pulled from the family crest

There’s never been anything like her
nor will there ever be;
I’ve taken the spirit of her aunt
Your dear sister as you can see

You know she was quite special 
That’s why I called her home
but I wanted you to be blessed 
so praise Me with a poem

a tribute to My creation
a gift to all the world
although I blessed you with 2 boys
I gave you just one girl

I did one other special thing 
To set this child apart
I gave her something special
A piece of The Jeweler’s heart

I have  filled her with compassion
She will be the downtrodden’s friend
She will always be a guiding light 
Yes this is who I will send

Sometimes at night, you will hear her
As you lay there in the dark
this lil' Gem sing Me praises
A gentle meadowlark

A champion for all children
Inspiring, encouraging all
She embarked upon this journey
She already heard my call

So always, treat her special,
let her know I care
you see she is My masterpiece
A jewel that is quite rare.

A tribute on her 17th Birthday


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I Know Of Someone Holding Unforgiveness


I Know of Someone Holding Unforgiveness! I know of someone holding unforgiveness! This has led to a life of much bitterness! Toward his brother, he’s held on to a grudge. From his viewpoint, he won’t even “budge.” No matter what God’s word has clearly spoken… He’s walked with a heart that’s been broken! His son prayed that God would speak to him! That he would forgive, so God could heal him! Forgiveness is a powerful thing to do! If you want God’s mercy to flow through you! We’re not called to “hold back,” the love God’s given! Through Christ shed blood… We’re all forgiven! May the love of Christ come and touch us! It’s no secret how much God really loves us! Please come Lord Jesus! And touch our soul! May we express your love, wherever we go! May God’s gentle love, be what always binds us! HIS words; “love one another,” do remind us! By Jim Pemberton


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THE NOBILITY OF WOMEN OF MERIT

Even precious jewels cannot approach their value,
For the women of merit are priced beyond them.
Their beauty is found in the works of love they do,
And in their smile facing the future that is never dim.
Most arise at dawn when it is still like the night
And wrap round them bands of strength like corsets.
Going out like the cargo ships before daylight,
They conduct their business for handsome profits.

Their beauty is matched by their hearts filled with virtue,
For there is rich wisdom and mercy on her tongue.
Their clothing soft fair linen of purple and blue,
And open are their hands to needy they live among.
Men give them praise and children give them honor,
Since her public reputation is all to her credit.
Eschewing evil for the good at every corner,
They ply their gifts toward works of merit.

Oh to be her partner in labor and pleasure,
For her fire will not go out for the night.
Her company for sure has profit in full measure,
And lifts high the muse of good cheer’s delight.
Faith is her deserved and hard-earned reward,
For her strength and self-respect passes the test.
About her worth there is candid accord,
Among women her title is the very best.


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Is It God We Trust Or Leave In the Dust

Is It God We Trust? Or Leave In the Dust? As our courts remove God from this great nation. We are left with a confused and lost generation! As God is taken away from our public schools. A huge tide of immorality is what “rules.” The Bible is often mocked and discarded. It was on it’s principles this country was started! Just about anything of God seems to get scorned. So many “rush” to worship many ungodly forms. As God’s name is often tossed and thrown out. We tend to forget what HE is all about! Too often, his plans for living are tossed and abused. No wonder, there’s many who are lost and confused! As people forget God and worship the fallen creature. They look to themselves and “glorify” their features. Many ignore God, and get involved in deep addictions. And with this, come disease, heartache and afflictions! As God looks and sees this nation “bleeding.” It’s his righteousness, that we need to be seeking! If we would humble ourselves, he would hear our prayer! He loves all of us! And he really does care! Won’t you come to HIM, And invite him in? Won’t you allow him to be your master and friend? He brings strength and nourishment to the soul! It’s only in him that we can be made whole! By Jim Pemberton


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A letter to my sister

loving sister
I write to you as a writer
know you are in school
Because you are still a big fool
Your being wise
wholly lies
On your book
that you should keenly look
open every page sister
read every text sister
Get that wisdom
Embrace that wisdom.

sister write every word
paint every picture
for those words
that picture
pictures your future
so don't sleep
for you might slip.

it is now 7 months
in your form three
I check at my wrist
my watch is ticking
click by click
time is whiled away
sister use every chance
exploit every minute
for you are worth
living this earth.

I have to say
that day
u got the accident
I realized you are a light
to several hearts
embrace that and shine
For you are a true NDHINE
you are the MARVELOUS GRIFFINS
Realize your potential
for you are exponential....

come next year
I want to praise you dear
I want to hear the people calling out
I want to hear the world shout
I want to see your parents Marvel
For they gave birth to Marvelous Marvelous.
May you live long and shine bright like white.


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Family

A decade in to
a new millennium,
a woman, nearing
a century on Earth,
braces herself in
a doorway of
the house,
she has lived in since birth.

Her oldest son unfastens his belt, and takes a seat at the end of her table,
where her middle son just fixed the legs of the chair; to make sure it was stable.
Her youngest son brushes the webs off the wall, and scrubs the stains from the floor.
Her only daughter packs up her pictures, and helps her through the door.

A decade in to 
a new millennium,
a life, almost
a century long,
comes flooding back
to the thoughts of a woman
who feels removed 
from where she belongs.

Her daughter tries to lift her spirits, (from the room in which, she slept as a child)
but no one could easily witness their memories, all being sorted, and filed.
Her house is dissected, and put in a truck that waits - like a thief - in the drive.
-The cumbersome stance; the delicate dance; together, they help one another survive.

A decade in to 
a new millennium,
a woman approaches
a century - passed.
A man in the attic
waves from the window -
Assuring her: 
This home will not be her last.


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Wisdom of Heights---Climb with Me

This morning
bells toll
a trumpet sounds
but refuses to blare
it just doesn't know 
how to harm
what it takes
to infect the living 

trees
earth
and sound
survive sadness
out last the past
bond brothers and sisters
of sky
air 
mud 
and water
as it loses 
to a force

some days...

this morning
it wins
because the vibration knows god
and is ONE

and though human imperfections
sit in the shadows of it's path
perfections will
and forever will
prevail

people
so arrogant 
we choose to destroy 
but how can we concentrate 
on methods of malcontent
when god sits at our breakfast table?
urging
as father urges child
"get up!"
"move on!"
"stand on two feet!"
"breath child!"

he tolls the bell
as we lay on deaf ears
he loosens ties with anger 
as the path warns and wears
thrusting
driving this cosmic ship 
of no loses
only tiny
arrogant setbacks

and he smiles
for he knows
what we yet
have to find...
and all is well.


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What People Were and What People Are

People were
Many things.
Strange or not

People were
Different and
Odd and fun.

People were
Monsters but…
That’s not all

People were
And still are
Strange and odd.

People are
People. For
life is life. 

Yet not.
Not is lies.
Truth seeps from

Every mouth
Lies, lies, lies
Move, move, move

But somehow
Lies prevail.
Lies are life.

Lies are death.
Lies are homes.
Lies are pain.

Lies are truth.
Yet somehow.
Truth prevails.

Truth is life.
Truth is death.
Truth is home.

Truth is pain.
Truth is lie.
Truth is that.

Lies will die.
Lies will cease.
Nevermore.

Truth will live.
Truth will be.
Forever.


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A Prayer for the "Sailing Family"

Dear friends, I really don’t know you at all. In that vast wide ocean, you may feel very small. But when you sail, know just one thing, He’s with you always, many joys He will bring. So take in the beauty, and all of His Gifts, The water, his creatures and all in your midst. Even if you did not consciously bring Him, He’s always beside you, and there when you need Him. I know of a lady, she’s one of your girls. She mentioned that you would be traveling the world. So, though I don’t know you, I wish you the best! Safe, happy travels…knowing He’ll do the rest! Take in every moment, sun rises and sets. It sounds as though it’s as good as it gets! My prayer is this, that your Travels be well. So bring back some memories and stories to tell! Michelle D. 7/14/10


Details | Villanelle | |

Miriam

My sister Miriam lights the Sabbath flame
maiden is she with tumbled hair uncovered. 
She strikes the match and prays for G-d's acclaim.

Like Sara in the tent she lights the flame
pristine hands in front of two eyes hovered. 
My sister Miriam lights the Sabbath flame

At sunset each flickering flame frames
a wish for communion, peace discovered,
she strikes the match and prays for G-d's acclaim.

The table is set, the family exclaim,
the challah's cut, the shofar uncovered. 
My sister Miriam lights the Sabbath flame.

May peace and tranquility ever reign
from sunset to sunrise rediscovered, 
she strikes the match and prays for G-d's acclaim.

This great mitzvah is sister Miriam's aim
since the dawn of time this act's recovered.
My sister Miriam lights the Sabbath flame.
She strikes the match and prays for G-d's acclaim.


Dedicated to my baby sister Miriam who protects and serves.
http://www.womeninthebible.net/1.7.Miriam.htm


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Child of Love

Alive in hearts you served so well
Far b’yond the call; b’yond oceans’ swell
Come rain or shine you were always there
For family, friends and strangers cared

Child of love; reflecting pool
Mirror of your parents; God’s building tool
Foundation most solid, you withstood the gales
And mocking waves, arose, only to fail

You heard His call; you ran the race
Bathe in joy exquisite as you see his face!
God of Salvation, God of love
Who called you to Himself; your home above

Forever, you’ll be to your family left behind
Flesh of our flesh and of God’s Spirit, divine
~*~
RIP: Winifred Elizabeth Beryl Carey
08/17/12


Details | Haibun | |

SWEET SOLITUDE

                                                                                          June 27, 1919

Dearest Molly,

	I trust that all is well. Pray tell, are you enjoying London? Your last letter brought me a great deal of comfort and I reread your words, frequently, especially on gloomy days. Truthfully, all days are gloomy, as late. How I miss your wit and companionship, Sister. The nights are dreadfully long. Poetry brings its comforts, but I miss the sound of your pen scratching harmoniously alongside mine. 

The clock is crass and full of spite, It bustles like a bee, Hours pass, I can barely write For you are far from me.
I envy your sojourn, despite its gravity. Cousins Annabel and Dorette must be missing their mother. Are you enjoying your new role as governess? You are ever so accommodating, Sweetling, and I worry your new charges will run you ragged. Still, after their loss, your warmth should be a consolation during this difficult time. Father’s health continues to decline and mother’s main concern, oddly, is to find me a suitor. Apparently, eligible men of an esteemed background, high moral character and certain affluence are a rarity in this county. I’d rather tramp through pigsties than face another long look and braying compliment, Heaven help me.
Our Mr. Brown drowns in stale ale But Mr. Green is poor Now Mr. White is pale and frail, So please show them the door!
I am currently reading Beeton's The Complete Etiquette for Women, a guide to womanly arts. It is difficult to read these passages with a straight face. Truthfully, its author believes that ladies should at all times conduct themselves with the highest degree of decorum, even in their most private thoughts. Oh, it is vastly diverting! What would he make of our capriciousness? We are creatures who can not be so narrowly constrained nor defined. A woman’s heart is easily moved by the wonders of our maker, and a woman’s mind is often sharper, wiser than the male of our species. Why must we be so restricted? The garden is in full bloom, now, and I comfortably slip between rows of roses and ladyslippers. I wandered the path, amused at page after page of virtuous advice, keeping myself poised while within I was bouncing like a peony. Oh, the air was heady with lavender, and the sun was, finally, obliging. Several cheery nuthatches decided to keep me company. It was such a spiritual moment, as though nature itself had built a church with blossom archways, a sanctuary of greenery and horizons. I was alone, and yet, felt the presence of divinity.
Sweet solitude, a gift for me to piously applaud, With gratitude I joyfully spend precious time with God.
Molly, Dear, write when you can. I miss you terribly and, be merciful, send me some of your newest verses, please? Be happy, stay hopeful and I will strive to do the same. Love, Victoria * A westernized conversion of the Japanese haibun, which contain haiku instead of quatrains. I chose to try something new.


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Some Advice in This Sonnet

Some Advice in This Sonnet

A few words of advice in this sonnet:
Don’t hurt, if you too don’t like to be hurt.
When bad deeds return, you might regret it.
So watch your deeds, and take care of your words.

Always know that from above you’re being watched.
On your right and left are angels writing –
Collect whatever good deeds you may lack,
To please God and meet Him while He’s smiling.

Avoid supplications prayed against you,
Especially those of righteous Muslims.
Beware of everything you see and do –
Know that on Judgment Day, you’ll be questioned.

Obey Allah’s Rules, and good you shall get.
If you displease Allah, yours is regret.

Miriam / Mariam Mababaya


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The Apple PASTURE

DONE



                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of martilty and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were wins smells of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.



                                               Jay


Details | I do not know? | |

Cautious Love

A newly found passion, a newly found love
In there eyes the other was sent from above
An engagement after only four days
Does God work in mysterious ways?
No. I say its the foolishness of the young
Like unprepared lyrics badly sung
Don't they understand the commitment they've made?
Because responsibility and obligation have now been laid
"Do I think they'll make it?" Honestly, no
But that doesn't mean for them to pack up and go
Loves are funny and tricky things
Whoever knows what's on the other side when the doorbell rings
Caution is important and in great need
Love can be a really good or extremely bad deed
So this is what I say to my special friends
Don't be surprised if it isn't those perfect ends


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The Ugliness Of Divorce


My parents taught me the Christian ways.
I was taught to obey what the Bible says.

I was proud of my parents!  I really was!
And loved them so much…  Just because!

They meant everything to me!  I was proud!
Until one day...  There appeared “a dark cloud.”

It was like a “darkness” hovered above.
Leaving their marriage empty of needed love!

Though they were together many years.
There were many cracks that soon appeared.

I say a once happy home soon destroyed.
Being with one another….  They no longer enjoyed!

How could this happen! I had wondered…
To see a happy marriage “totally plundered

As sin crept in...  And allowed to prevail.
Very soon this marriage simply failed.

May this be a warning for me and you…
That our commitment remains faithful and true!

If your marriage is heading toward separation…
Please seek God for a healing and restoration!

If your planning to have a divorce..
Jesus’ love can put it on the right course!

He can replace the brokenness and hurt within..
And can put your lives back together AGAIN!

By Jim Pemberton


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Sabbath Morning Rap sequence 1

Learn not too late to halt the hate,
Bound to be ground in the dust of disgust
We're pierced and fierce, fulla rings and things
We're blued and tatooed and God is booed.

Crude dudes are misconstrued
with actions vulgar,vile and lewd.
We're found down ground in sound,
totally tatooed in terrible taste,
in a mindless race for the loudest base.

Hate to dis your myth but God exists,
'Tis a truth deduced by the less obtuse,
You understand He did become man
For His love of us all because of the fall.

He suffered and died being crucified,
He pulled His people from the pains of hell
and rose from the dead He's alive and well,
I tell you no lie He's got no rival,
It's right there written in the holy Bible.

He arose to heaven so to send the Spirit
to His brothers and sisters who wished to hear it,
He said I leave you my Love I leave you my all
but you gotta say yes to heed my call.

Don't follow the world that ain't the place,
You want to be with Me when you finish this race,
Orphans you're not  you have been taught,
I will help you find Me if I'm sought.
                  
                       Amen


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A True Credo Of Love

(To All Who Believe It Can Be Achieved)


Caucasoid, Mongoloid,and Negroid
Colour the conscience progression 
of Man's ethical Truths...
The cultural aggressions of violence
and ignorance must end!
Extend your heart, hand and life
Towards the Precious Don of Honour...
Freely, keeping the sincere
Brotherly Creed


 

Comments:  Brothers and Sisters it is time that we stand up and let the Love of God in, after 
all we are all one in the same under the skin, so why not give it a grand try... One Love and 
Many Blessings in Him Always, Adell


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a Angel dedicated to all my angelic friends

I thoughth I saw an angel
so lovley and  dressed in white
I thought I saw an angel just the other night
angels come to guard us and they help us along our way
Angels are around us every single day
I thought I saw an angel
I belive in angels and know  that they are true
I  did see an angel and they looked just like you.  Amen  xxx

For he orders his angles to protect you where eevr you go psalm 91  v11

see I am sending an angel before you to protect you on your journey
and lead you safley to the place i have prepared for you  exodus 23 v 20

keep on loving each other as brothers and sisters, dont forgert to show hospitality to strangers, for some who have done this have entertained angels without relizing it Amen  hebrews 13 v 1&2 


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My Living Sister

That place where memories linger
beyond the towering pines

Where a limb held swing 
Once tethered on higher hopes
That stretched the ropes
On laughter that knew no bounds 

That place where memories linger 
Just there beyond the pines

And on that minute past, 
when all of light turn dark alas
And time and weather hungered ever
That wood and rope 
could not last

But out such things did  
a goodness hold
on laughter swung out 
fearless, bold
higher, ever higher!
to time and weather 

That place where memories linger
Just there beyond the pines -


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Need for healing hands

Need of healing hands.
Dear God,
  Lay your healing hands on those that need.
May your hands take what's wrong away.
Don't shy away from this call.
We all pray for their needs.
Lay your hands on the sick 
And take the pain from them to fix.
Lay your healing hands on their head.
Bless them as we pray in your name 
Amen.


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Does Family Really Matter Anymore


A family had a wedding...  The brother wasn’t invited.
The fact they didn’t want him,.. 
Was already decided!

When asked why his name had been “omitted.”
It was because of past wrongs he had committed.

The words spoken, one could hardly believe it!
Any kind of forgiveness? 
 They didn’t receive it!

How many times are loved ones not
 invited to “family occasions.”
Often times, families listen to “outside persuasions.”

Someone does something, 
that may not be liked.
Then they’re often told to “go take a hike!

No wonder why many families 
battle one another!
They have failed to truly love each other!

As we continue to see families drift apart.
This often leads to a wounded 
and broken heart!

Christ gave us his best!  
When we were at our lowest!
A life of mercy and forgiveness…  
He wants to show us!

If we can’t treat one another
 as Christ commands…
Then HIS way of family living….  
We’ll never understand!

By Jim Pemberton


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I was Beautifully And Wonderfully Made

I was beautifully designed and wonderfully made… There’s nothing that God has given to me that I would ever trade! I was fashioned and created by God… With one thing in mind. To be an image of HIM… In a body by his design! He fashioned and formed me with the dust of the ground... He gave me his love. It ‘s all around! Though there are imperfections and “inflictions” within… God is patient and willing to forgive my every sin! Through life… I’ll endure trials, heartache and despair... God is with me... He’s always there! I know that his son, Jesus… Has given me his grace. He has provided for my life… “A resting place…” I’m going to serve this God… Whom I love so much! How I long for his presence… His “special touch…” Thank you God... For a “new” person you’re helping me to be! And may your light continue to shine through people like me! By Jim Pemberton When I'm going through a discouraging time... This poem reminds me of how special that I am to God!


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I Think of a Time When I Was Young


I can think of a time, when I was young.
I was growing up and having fun! 
I remember how excited I was to have a t.v.
There were my brothers, my parents and me!
I remember at about the age of ten.
My dad thought going to the theater was a “sin.”
There were many things 
that as young man…
 I later began to see, and understand!
My parents shared God’s love the best they could!
And I read the Bible and was trying to be “good.”
I had my troubles…  And problems bear...
But I had a family, and much prayer!
The truth of God’s word helped sustain me!
I knew how much he really loved me!
My parents, may seem like they were “old fashioned.”
They loved their kids!  With a Godly compassion!
I’m thankful to be blessed with a Godly love!
My family was a treasure from heaven above!
I think about today, and how things go wrong.
Many families don’t seem to “get along!”
I pray for the blessing of God, to bind them together!
May we all serve him!  Today, and forever!
His love must be the cord that binds!
His will must be the focus of our minds!
May the presence of God bind us as one!
Every mother, father, daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton


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Let's Not Forget

Let us never forget that God has surrounded us with the best. He gave us
life,  and also has given us hope, as a matter of fact, God gave us more than
most. God love is oh so true! God is good to me and you. Never forget that
the World was made for us to enjoy and not destroy. We must all do our part
to spread God's love and keep peace in our hearts.

Help each other along the way and never forget to pray. Let's not forget that
God is the best and he want everyone to help spread his love, peace, and joy
around the world.


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The Cowardice of the Taliban and The Silence of The Good Muslims

The Cowardice of the Taliban and The Silence of The Good Muslims.


When hot lead tears the flesh of a 14 year old girl,

ripping through her skull,
leaving her to bleed out and die,

does Allah not recoil in horror,

to see His child whimper,
to see His daughter cry.

Where is the indignation,

the anger that often boils over and manifests itself as flags and books and videos are burnt in mass orgies of hollow piety,

where are the voices that scream so loud,
that denounce all but their own creed,

where are the men, the impotent men who crave for nothing more than their fascist egos to feed,

where are the voices that so loudly proclaim,
enemies here and enemies there, always quick to condemn,

where are those voices when the enemy walks amongst them.

14 year old Malala Yousafzai was shot in cold blood,

her crime?

Advocating the rights of girls to an education.

Shame on you, men of bigotry and men of cowardice.

Shame on you, silent and mute accomplices in this carnage.

Shame on me,
for my inaction,

Shame on us all,
who proclaim lofty ideals,

yet are conspicuously silent,

when a 14 year old girl is shot in the head,

by fascist fundamentalist bigots who only worship bullets of hot lead.

Not in my name!

Not in my name,
shall the cowardly men rain down abuse,

Not in my name,
shall the bigoted men light the communalistic fuse,

Not in my name,
shall Malala Yousafzai be shot in the head,

left to bleed out,
while countless mothers' tears are shed,

not in my name,
shall religious murderers,
be left to wander free,

not in my name,
for I dare all believers to open their eyes,
to see!

To see,
the innocence of a 14 year old girl,
wanting only an education,

as the men of the cloth,
prance around with their pathetic self-righteous indignation.

I write this today,
the anger raging in my veins,

yet I fear,

that I shall write more of this,

unless we stand up and say 'no more',

I fear that I shall be writing this again,

until we all,

reclaim the true principles of humaneness,

until we silence the voices of bigotry,
of rage,
of fanatical insanity,

I fear I shall be writing this again,

and,

until the muck-ridden bile,
is not excised,

I shall continue to say,

NOT IN MY NAME!

Or else I shall have nothing,

but my unending shame.



(for Malala Yousafzai, 14 years old, in a critical condition after being shot in the head by the Pakistani Taliban, for her work as a young activist advocating the rights of girls to attend school)


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HARD TO SEE

                                                                   Water In My Eyes

It’s hard to take off, when you’re left grounded.  Something lost I can’t find it.
 I can’t see my way anymore, I need a guide

                                               “Hard to see with water in your eyes”

A feeling that comes over you, it comes and goes 
Often now putting me to my knees, a thirst for knowledge has grown.
Interpretations given to me, I want to fly but I’m stuck on the ground is what I realized.
I can’t see my way anymore, I need a guide


                                                “Hard to see with water in your eyes”

You carry those you lost and offer you in their place, all you have are the memories a heart ache, a still picture of their face. Quest for knowledge you have shown, you can only save yourself when it’s time to kneel at the thrown. Interpretations given to me, still unable to fly I can’t see my way anymore, I need a guide


                                                      “Hard to see with water in your eyes”

Arms out reached in front of me, waiting for a touch back to assist and help guide me, I know your there even in the open air, as the breeze passes by pushing out the water in my eye.
 Looking to the sky before it drips drops and it freezes. As u notice only your sign the one only you can see. If you found it it’s meant for you to continue to believe. Before you know it you’re looking up into the sky. You see clearly through a dry eye. No more needs God has heard you and now he will guide you.

Walking a set path try to live a life right. God will always give you your way of sight.
Keeping faith is all for just such a reason. It’s nice to see through all life’s seasons. But almost daily it gets blurry and things change size.







                                                      “Hard to see with water in your eyes”
                                                                                 By Paul J Williams Sr
                                                                                 


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Ashes to Ashes

From ashes
she rises, 
absolving
cleansing, 
face, hands, feet.
Four months, 
Ten days, 
She mourns.
She weeps.

She clothes herself now
in an adornment of white
bowing privately, 
praying fervently, 
as bitter fumes
of acetone
seep beneath the door.

Her source is god.
Her destination is god.
She pleads with god now
for peace
As men mix and pour
A holocaust
Just outside her door.

Her sisters wail.
They bathe her lifeless arms
And shroud her
as Iris Albicans- 
Exotic, 
Fragile, 
Pure.

The imam, he stands, 
Praying silently
As men convey her
towards Mecca.
From ashes to ashes
And dust to dust.
From ashes to ashes
And dust to dust.


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On a Black Day - Death Survives - Series 3

Another boring, Protestant Traditional, Sunday Family Dinner 1:00 pm sharp
This week it’s at Uncle David’s  house in Alford, Mass. I haven’t meant Him
Actually the only Family I met so far “Momma“, Poppa, and Big Sister Brenda 
YOU probably thought I was going to say “Momma, Poppa, and Baby Bear
Went for a walk in the forest“. Sorry I’m reading Goldilocks while I’m trying to Write
Brenda ( B B ) , and I use to wonder why they had to be called Momma and Poppa ?!! 
Pizza for dinner, on a Saturday night ,Baths, pajamas, robes, and slippers out to the car
Alright kids, It’s a 3 hour drive to Uncle Dave’s Let’s play “Grandma’s Suitcase” 
The subject Grandma is infatuated with is her : LOVE of Animals
Harry you start, Grandma went on a vacation , in her suitcase she put an alligator
Brenda, “Grandma went on a vacation, in her suitcase she puts a female Baboon 
“Poppa, it’s your turn, “Grandma went a vacation, in her Suitcase she put a Catamount
I challenge You  Poppa, Mount is Mountain ,not Animal  I brought my dictionary, Read;
The definition of catamount; a mountain lion, Cougar  A feline animal born in nature
Harry your out of the game; “Momma” Your turn “ Grandma put in her suitcase The Devil”


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What Makes A True Friend

What Makes A True Friend?

What are the qualities that a friend should
have – that which would make a true friend so true?
A friend is one whom you like to be with
while a true friend insists on being with you.

A friend likes you when you have so much in
common. True friends like you who for who you are.
True friends make you feel as though they are at
all times near, although they are very far.

A true friend is one whom you can always
talk to, even at night when it is late -
when loved ones are asleep, a true friend is
always there to hear what you have to say.

Friends like to share, but a true friend always
gives you – not what you want, but what you need.
The feelings you hide, as well as your thoughts,
and your dreams, a true friend can always read.

A friend may forgive you or they may not
forgive, for something wrong you've done to them.
A true friend forgives even when you don't
ask. True friends forgive - again and again.

Friends are close when you are close to them. A
true friend wants your friendship to be closer.
A true friend does what is best for you, and
hates that you would end up with the losers.

A true friend teaches you lessons to help
you grow – lessons that are hard and easy.
A true friend is always there - having a
true friend can never make you feel lonely.

Friends may sometimes make mistakes, but a true
friend is always careful not to hurt you.
A true friend is a guide and a teacher.
A true friend knows everything you go through.

The true friend I mention is our God,
who kept you company before you were born.
The friendship of God, if you truly keep
and cherish, you will never feel forlorn.

The true friend we all need is God (Allah) –
the One who guides and can teach us lessons,
the One who hears our calls and understands,
the One always near – in every season –

Allah, as a Friend, never judges us
by the way we look and how we appear.
Allah, as a Guide, if we ask Him for
guidance, He guides us and makes our paths clear.

Allah is with us – each day and each night –
He is always there when all are asleep.
Allah always listens when others don't.
He gives you comfort when He sees you weep.

Fortunate are those who have Allah as
a Friend. Friendship with God is friendship true.
May Allah bless me with His Friendship and
May Allah's Friendship be shared with you too.

Ameen. Allah knows best.

Miriam / Mariam Mababaya


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Lydia's DaddY

...eyes puffy                       
      caked up with cry

Daddy ain't comin' home
       but 
         she don't know why...
 
grown folk sadness
         ripping inside her

       All she's known about lovin's 
               in the coffin beside her


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I Met This Family What A JOYFUL Experience

I Met This family… What A Joyful Experience! I met this family. What a joyful experience! They displayed Christ’ love by their gracious appearance! At first I couldn’t hardly believe what I was seeing! The love and joy of Christ I was now receiving! They didn’t have much in the way of entertainment. They had God’s peace and a joyous contentment! They were happy about God and also excited. They talked about the good things in life. And were delighted! The simple things in their family did abound! A peace and warmth in their home, I certainly found! A love for God in this home I was able to see! What’s good for them... Is also good for me! A respect for the parents was clear and evident. I knew the Holy Spirit is the “chief resident!” I’m thankful to God for the blessing they’ve been. I’m glad that I know them and to call them friend! May we all be encouraged by our families too! May we not forget to say; “I LOVE YOU!” May the love of Christ keep us all together! May we seek his will today and forever! Thank you lord for your goodness and grace! We welcome you into our dwelling place! By Jim Pemberton


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Best Friend

She said that we were drifting apart.
But I feel that we were close from the start
My heart was torn out from deep within
She said I had changed from what I had been

I didn’t know what to say
We used to talk every day.
Now that things had changed
I felt that I had gone deranged

Dear friend, the one who was the best
Why have you left me alone with the rest?


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JOB'S FUNNY SISTER

                  JOB'S FUNNY SISTER

                       Job's sister
                   didn't need a whale
                         life ate her


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The Duck of Guilt

when I was a little boy I ran into a little bit of bad luck
with my new slingshot I mistakenly killed my Nanna's pet duck
I was frightened and so scared that I had a panic attack
and thinking like a child I buried the duck in the back
unbeknownst to me there was a witness to this deed
I had inadvertently given my sister all the ammunition she would need
and for the entire summer she held that duck of guilt over my head
she blackmailed me to do all her chores until the day I was spirit-led
the Holy Spirit came upon me one day and told me to confess of my sins
for that would be the only way to gain control of my life once again
so with a contrite heart I went and told my Nanna what had went down
she laughed and said she wondered how long I would let my sister push me around
she said she saw me that day when I buried the duck in the backyard
and hoped that I would eventually come and tell her of my part
she was very much aware that my sister had held me in a bind
and she prayed that the teachings of the Lord would come to weigh on my mind
It was a lesson in life that I have since come to discover
that there's nothing you can hide that the Holy Spirit will not uncover
there is no thought, no deed nor anything that will remain concealed
that the light of the Lord Our God will not one day reveal
so don't let the duck of guilt be the sword that hangs over you
confess of your sins and simply live to always tell the truth


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Gay

I am gay.
I'm not a disease, I'm not a problem
I'm not an affliction
I don't need treatment.
I don't need help
I'm not sick
I'm not confused
I'm not a sin.

I am gay.
I'm your daughter
Your sister
Your friend
Your co worker
Your classmate
Your acquaintance
A complete stranger

I am gay.
I need love, just like you
I need smiles
I need support
I need a hug
I need a friend
I need a family
I need acceptance
I need understanding
I need you

I am gay.
I know what love is
I know what pain is
I know what hate is
I know what life is

I am gay.
And I need you to love me
The same way you loved me before you knew

I am gay.
And I have experienced hate
From more people than just you

I am gay.
And I wont change. 
I wont give up.
I wont back down.
I wont pretend.
I wont lie.
I wont deny.
I wont hide.
I wont hurt.

I am gay. 

And that's okay.


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That's Where The Lord Lives

I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back, 
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We reside.
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began. 
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.


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Beautiful woman. (mothers)

I shead a tear as i watch you grow up to become a beautifu; woman.
 But it hurts me to see you weap over a torn heart.
I may not be there to catch your fall, 
  But i'll always be here when you come back home.
We may have our moments when we just can't stand each other.
  But that's just what Mother's and Daughter's do.
I may say " I can't wait until your 18"
 But, truly what i'm really saying is that i can't live without you.
 I will always shead a tear as i watch you grow up to become a beautiful woman.

*please comment if you have any thought or if you just like it. (or fav poem)* :)

            -Angel4eva23


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In Your Love

Every time you kiss my lips 
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Like a never ending abyss
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Every time you whisper I miss you
I am drowning, I'm drowning
In your love,  in your love.

Life doesn't seem dangerous
When I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
Don't take it so serious
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
I don't care what they think of us
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
In your love, in your love

~ Leonard Napierskie


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I Pray For My Children and Family Too


I Pray For My Children And Family Too! I was talking with my children just the other day… I was almost “at a loss,” for the words to say! I was praying that somehow they’d understand… Christ is our solid rock! All else is ”sinking sand!” I encouraged them to daily read the Bible and to prepare. To what’s happening now… So they’re not caught “unaware.” I shared with them what it means to seek God’s holy ways… No matter what others tell them… Or what they might say! When it comes to God… May his will be understood… As one they will grow unto adulthood May God’s word guard their heart and help it to be pure! In the arms of Jesus, may their life be strong and secure! May the love of Jesus bind their hearts as one… And be a blessing to my daughters and sons! As their parent. It is my desire to strongly express… For all of my family. I wish for God’s very best! HIS best can be found in his word and the son that he’s given… May this be the very foundation on which we’re livin.’! May Jesus Christ be the focus of everything we do! May our lives be en expression of “I LOVE YOU!” May God’s peace and words of wisdom fill our minds… And may his cords of love be what forever binds! By Jim Pemberton 01/14/12


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My Dad Left Me My Heavenly Father Found Me

My Dad Left Me... My Father Found Me! I remember dad tucking me into bed each night. I somehow knew "everything was going to be allright." I remember the Bible stories he had read. Each night before I went to bed. I remember the smile dad had on his face. It was like "love all over the place." Then one night. he left. I didn't know why. The many nights I'd lay awake and cry. How could this happen? I was so sad... I became very upset, angry and mad. How could God let this happen to our family? I thought dad loved us and was happy. He never returned... Never did explain... I began to curse even the mention of his name. Then one day, I read the Bible and began to see... How much Jesus really does love me! I asked him to be the father of my life today. I'll never forget the words he had to say; "I'll be with you each step that is taken." I love you so much... You're never forsaken!" Jesus... my heavenly father, has given me love so precious. I have a relationship with him... that's so nutritious! My dad left me. My (heavenly) father found me. And now each day... His love surrounds me! By JIm Pemberton


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The Hurt That I Often Feel

Yesterday, I thought I seen the back of your head,
I felt my mind shook as I started to dread,
That you were there,
But then I realized,
It wasn't you.
As I left the airport,
I got into a truck, that was just like yours,
Then all my emotional sores started hurting again.

And later on, after seeing,
That the friend I wanted to have all to myself in high school,
Already had someone to be best friends with,
I held back my tears,
And fear that maybe I'll never recover
From these emotional issues that seem to go on forever.

And I feel like I can't keep myself together...
Especially when I see two siblings who love one another,
Wishing my siblings were close to my age,
Then I wouldn't have ever felt like I was in a lonely cage,
Envying those who get to have a younger sibling jump into their arms,
Whenever I see them at school...

She always felt like a little sister for me,
I want to protect her,
But nowadays, I don't like the way she is some times,
And I feel confused, and lonelier when I see that she
Likes her other friends more than me.
Yet again, more envy, 
And I feel guilty realizing it's wrong for me to be jealous
In friendship...

I'll make sure our friendship never ends,
But I know that my loneliness will never disappear,
And I will never be able to reappear,
In school with her again, it hurts,
Especially when I don't have someone to share the suffering
Of high school work and gym.
I still feel hurt and sad, everything in elementary,
That made me glad will be pushed away,

And I'll probably feel alone everyday...
Just like the old days, when I cried at night...
And my alarm clock was my nightlight...
Now I need Him, to keep me safe,
And be my light,
Because the hurt that I often feel
Is an inner fight for life!


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CHARACTER Version 2

What the world 
Thinks a woman is?
That's her 'reputation'.

Sadly, 
It's often based
On false accusation,
Prejudice and supposition.

Upon further investigation
What's been found, 
She really is?
That's her 'character'.

For its her heart's 
Attunement and intention,
That truly matter. 
(Hence, the question.)

At any rate
Though it is fate,
Which presents 
Her circumstances,

Love still requires 
That a woman 
Take her chances,
To determine her character.
In that way 
The seeds of 
Her wisdom will scatter.

If here and now
 She were to somehow,
Receive an unexpected
And sudden impact,
How would she react?

How would she respond?
If the truth be known,
Character is a diamond 
That scratches a little,
Every other stone.

Yet never 
Has there been
A magic wand, 
Rock or crystal
More powerful 
Than a woman's
Strong backbone.

 We each need 
A mind and will
Of our own,
To fulfill.

Character 
Is a victory, 
Not a gift.
 Underneath the mystery
Lies the lesson 
To uplift.

Character, 
As a kettle 
Once mended,
Always requires repairs.

Sin, 
As a bad habit
Once transcended,
Always requires prayers.

Like the story goes,
A person shows 
What she is;
By what she does 
With what she has,
Not by whom 
She knows.

Self-determinism 
Is fine but needs 
To be tempered 
With self-control.

Misfortune will
Usually decline wherever 
Soul recognition
Becomes 
The ultimate goal.

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Wisdom Poetry by Rev.Bola A
(copyright: 12May'12)
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God Gave Us Our Sexuality


God Gave Us Our Sexuality… God gave us our sexuality and told us how to use it. But many have ignored him, and have “abused it.” Through his word, he’s given us his “set of rules.” So many have refused it, and have become “fools.” The fool has purposed in his heart God does not exist. Yet his beautiful handiwork is all around their midst. Many have chosen to turn his truth into a lie. And often, they burn in lust till the day they die. Many have offered their bodies for ungodly things. Not caring the consequences this really brings! Many are involved with perversion of various kinds. Having a warped sense of morality in very confused minds So many aren’t happy with the way they're created. Their own sexual identity is often debated. You were wonderfully designed and beautifully made. Please don’t end up as sin’s “sexual slave!” God made you special… And has a perfect will! Your every need… His love can fulfill! Don’t settle for what may be “your innocence lost” Think about the work Christ did on the cross! God can help you to resist the man “sexual temptations.” And can bring to your life his peace and true satisfaction. You don’t have to live like you did before! God can restore your life and do so much MORE1 By Jim Pemberton


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The Longest Road

The longest road that I recall,
isn’t very long at all
I used to ride it is a child
on sunny Saturday afternoons
my sister and I play car games
she says “That is your house”
and points to a trailer
I say “This is yours”
and point to a dumpster
Yet we do not worry
what really will become of us
We continue in our coloring books
Along with an old banjo cassette
and when we feel gravel under the tires
and we can no longer color inside the lines
we’ll know we are close to arrival.
My sister graduates from Law school this may
and I am just now getting started
The longest road that I recall
Isn’t really long at all.


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BREAK THIS SILENCE...

Open your mouth
and break this silence.
When was he given a licence?
This is your body,
You don’t always have to be sorry!
His hand on your jaw
Makes your face purple and sore
Is marriage,  a war?
Is this why you have come so far?
No money, just drinks, and bars!
Tacky  wowmen  and fancy cars.
he will learn
when the tables have turned
To hold you tight 
Instead of fighting, and  arguing
all through the night. 
You have to be brave,
You are not his slave
Feel proud to say
I made my move, i did not stay!



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Living Angel

Her eyes spoke of love beyond any comparison.
Simple glances she could speak volumes of words.
No language spoken by voice though much power,
Intently she was observant to her surroundings.
Graciously she painted concern with attitude.
Sometimes so sternly advocating her desires,
Strong and dainty from her facial expressions,
Strong and firm her deliverance was given.
Protector of family for eighteen years she gave.
Her mind was efficient and carried life high.
Not a companion a family member so dear,
She witnessed illness, took action quickly.
Strong mind but weakened body, driving forward,
Asking in her gaze, she told of needs and desires.
Her name, Heidi, a game she played when young.
Carrying it forward to daily actions she had won.
Hiding her eyes from anyone, no one could see.
Upon her face as she gazed back, unhidden now,
Was a glory and loving smile, with sparkling eyes.
She shall be remembered with such affection true.
Lost we are now without her presence each moment,
Quietness passes our days and nights without her walk.
No “Tick Tick Tack“as her paws use to tap the floor.
Missing her yawn upon her first wakeup each day,
Her presence no more still reminded by our hearts.
Her spotted coat remembered by all our surroundings.
Dalmatian by breed, Living Angel, now Angel in Heaven,
Upon a future time, we’ll be reunited, with a living Angel.



Written in Memory, for much more than a dog,
She was a daughter, a sister, a granddaughter, protector, friend, buddy, pal, neighborhood 
watcher, along with so much more.


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A DEDICATION TO ALL SOUP '' FAM '' UNITED-TING

POETRY IS OUR NAUTURE N' 
STRIDE,(LIFE..) TO LET GO!! 
EACH PEN STROKES A UNIQUE 
*POWER* VIBRANTLY BLASTED 
COULOR: EN~SYNCED WORDS, 
JUST DIFFRENTLY EX* 
PRESSED..(IMAGINABLE!!)
WE STAND ON FIRMED LAND; 
FULL OF LOVE N' NOT HATE; 
WE PULE N' LAUGH, BEING 
SERIOUS OR JOKE AROUND:
WE'RE EQUALLY ABANDONED,
BUT AGAIN PICKED~UP BY A LOVING 
HANDED STRANGER IN 
STRENGTH.... AGAINST INK 
SPILLED... WHERE WE ARE TRUSTED 
IN LOYALTY AND GATHERED 
THOUGHTS TO EXPLORE THIS 
WORLD WE ONCE DESPIZED; A 
MAXIMUM EXPLOSSION OF JOY 
N' CHEER, ALL SEEMS SO 
CLEAR ON LOVE OF THE SOUP 
(*FAM..*) ATMOSPHERE* 
UNITED*TING!!! INKS PENNED;
AS ONE...COME JOIN US...

THIS IS A TRIBUTE TO ALL 
SOUP (*FAM..*)

WRITEN BY: SWEETHEART 
CARMA 06-19-12

INSPIRED BY:
BRITTANY MaD InK CalDwELl;
PACE, G "INK-U-SCRIPT" AND;
MARLON (THE SCRIBE)...
THANK YOU DEAR POETS!!!!


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YOU ARE MORE PRECIOUS

You Are More Precious! You are more precious than silver or gold, More precious to me than could ever be told. My love for you is deep and endless, nothing can compare with it... I’s so wondrous! The life you have, the twinkle in your eye... My love for you is higher than the sky! You’re so precious to ME... a great treasure, I love you so much... beyond measure! Whatever path of life you may take, My love will be there for you— like an open gate… By Jim Pemberton


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A Sisters Love By PjWilliams jim and Jack Oslager

(POEM ENTRY)
                                 A SISTER'S LOVE

THERES A HELL I FEEL INSIDE, AS A LOST CHILD CRIED, I WAS HELPLESS TO SAVE HER LIFE
SHE WASNT READY TO BE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME LORD,SHE WASNT READY TO DIE
TEAR A HOLE IN THE SHY TONIGHT, LET THE ASHES OF RAIN,PUT OUT THE FIRES OF RAGE INSIDE
THIS I WILL FOREVER KNOW IS TRUE SISTER , I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOU

FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN, FEELS LIKE THERES NOTHING LEFT TO HOLD ON TO
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY,FLY THROUGH THE SKIES OF YOUR DESTINY
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY,RESTING IN THE ARMS OF ETERNAL GRACE
I WISH I COULD WALK DOWN THE STREETS OF YESTERDAY, NOT A CARE IN THE WORLD,JUST HAPPY YO BE PART OF A FAMILY
BLACK CLOUDS ABOVE, AN ONCOMING STORM ARRIVES, IM FIGHTING TO SURVIVE, I MUST CARRY ON HER NAME NOW, AND FIND AN END TO THE HARD TIMES
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN, FEELS LIKE THERES NOTHING TO HOLD ON TO
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP FALLIN
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY,FLY THROUGH THE SKIES OF YOUR DESTINY
A SISTERS LOVE,  NEVER GOES AWAY. RESTING IN THE ARMS OF ETERNAL GRACE
AS I LOOK UP AT THE SKY, WATCHING THE CLOUDS PASSING ME BY
I SEE AN ANGEL FLY,THERES A FEATHER FALLIN IN MY EYE,
THE SEEDS THAT WERE ONCES SOWN,WILL FOREVER GROW, YOUR SPIRIT LIVES ON, INSIDE YOUR CHLIDRENS MINDS, YOU ARE THE BEATING HEART OF THEIR HAPPINESS, CREATOR OF ALL OF THIER DREAMS IN LIFE
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN, FEELS LIKE THERES NOTHING LEFT TO HOLD ON TO
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP FALLIN
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY, FLY THROUGH THE SKIES OF YOUR DESTINY
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY, RESTING IN THE ARMS OF ETERNAL GRACE
THERS A HEEL I FEEL INSIDE,AS A LOST CHILD CRIED, I WAS HELPLESS TO SAVE HER LIFE,SHE WASNT READY TO BE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME LORD,SHE WASNT READY TO DIE, TEAR A HOLE IN THE SKY TONIIGHT,LET THE ASHES OF RAIN, PUT OUT THE FIRE OF RAGE INSIDE
THIS I WILL FORVEVR KNOW IS TRUE SISTER, I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.

RESPECTFULLY SUBMIITED & THANK YOU FOR TAKEN TIME TO READ AND CONTINUE A MEMORY

Written & Dedicated to Joy M Williams
Etched in Paper & Everlasting Marked PJW
Collaboration by Paul J Williams, jim Oslager, Jack Oslager
All Words Lyrics & Music  
320 S  3rd Street
Oxford  Pa 19363
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my sister

My sister is one of a kind and I know shes always by my side I know we fight.

and sometime dont get along my sister and I are like a song.

The bond between us will never break she's my best friend 
.
and it will never change I love my sister


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Friendships Are Easy To End Hard To Rebuild


Friendship’s Are Easy to End… Hard To Rebuild! When it comes to friendships, many are quick to “end it.” I seldom see very few that try to “rebuild it.” A harsh word said. An angry thought spoken. Can often cause many friendships to be broken! Scripture says; “be quick to listen.” “Slow to speak.” May we speak God’s grace each day of the week. A broken friendship can cause feelings of anger. And soon, our “ex-friend.” becomes a “stranger.” God will not give you a trophy for those you’ve “un-friended.” May you ask for his love to have your hearts “amended.” Broken friendship can have many repercussions. Often leading to gossip and back-biting discussions. May we seek God’s forgiveness to come back together. May his love be the glue that binds you forever! Life is too short to end a friendship. The person you left, could be going through a hardship! May the peace and love of Christ bind us as one! And bring a healing to every parent, daughter and son! By Jim Pemberton


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she received no love-

she was a beautiful baby girl,
born in love but grew with none
that would teach her it’s meaning,
her mother, an alcoholic/bi-polar

her father never around to guide her,
starving and love neglected, this child
soon became a big sister to a baby girl
created out of deceit 

at five years old, she watched over
her sister, when mom was passed out
or with someone other than dad,
yet she received no love…

she sometimes went for days without
food for herself or the baby
mom spent the money on cigarettes
and beer, mom couldn’t understand

at ten, mom and dad divorced, she and 
her sister were now in her mom’s care
she was all alone and frightened
and she received no love…

neglected, abused,  she struggled for
acceptance from someone, somewhere,
her mother was good at hiding their
situation from family members

soon, mom got so bad she gave the
girls to their father and step mother
who abused them, locked them away,
still she received no love..

at fifteen, she begged to live with
her loving grandparents,
they loved her and guided her to 
jesus, where she got nurtured in love

she graduated high school
and married a young man who
her aunt arranged for her to meet,
she loved where she received no love…

she bore two lovely girls 
whom she raised with love,
endeared by the family that raised her,
saved from a home, where she received no love…

Copyright © 2010 By Caryl S. Muzzey


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What I Hope For You

I hope you face never loses its openness
I hope your heart never leaves your sleeve
I hope your eyes never lose their wonder
I hope your fingers never cease to weave

The strings that hold us all together
The strangers, the family, the friends
I hope you’ll know which bonds to cut and which to make stronger
So you won’t be alone against the blows Life sends

I hope you continue to greet everyone with a smile
Even when all they’ll offer back is a frown
And on the day you find you have risen to the top
I hope you’ll be kind to the jerks that put you down

I hope everything you want, you must work for
And I hope you appreciate what you have, too
I hope you never lose sight of what is important
And always come back to the ones that love you

And I hope you will walk beside Our Lord
And listen to what He has to say
I hope you understand He has a plan for you
Lesson and mission for you, each day


Most of all, I hope you realize that:
You are all you need to become all you want to be
And finally, as both a sister and a friend
I will always be there when you need me to be


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Woman

Being a woman is a gift.
Whether you’re black, white, red or blue.
It doesn’t matter as long as you are you.
Being hurt and punished by the men you love.
Is it their fault you f**ked with no glove?
Beaten, bruised, obeying all his rules.
Why not just refuse; refuse to be his slave, refuse to be his punching bag, refuse to be his last choice.
It’s time to stand up and raise your voice.
Tell him whose boss and why you took it all.
Remember the time he f**ked your best friend
Remember the times he said
“Baby I’ll be there until the end”
Remember the beatings, burns, cuts and bruises;
It’s time to tell him who loses.
Be the woman who can stand on her own two feet.
Be the woman who refuses to be with a man and be beat.
Life is too short to stay locked down
He continued to knock you down 
But its time to get up and get off the ground.
You’re free to be the woman you were meant to be…


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Was It Meant For You

My words are not written for those of you who believe
But for all those who do not is the reason why I grieve
It is not the follower that I want to affect with what I say
But it is all of those who continuously neglect, that I Pray

I am not trying to give sight to those who can already see
But that sight is meant for all those souls who are not yet free
I am not seeking to revile anyone who has already chosen to repent
Just nudging those of you who have somehow missed His message sent

There is no anger in my being nor is there any hatred in my mind
I just wanted you to start seeing all the things that you're going to find
For I did not come here to scold or pump and beat on my own chest
I was just doing what I was told in knowing the Lord will do the rest

So as you go ahead reading what is written and the things that I said
Careful to where I tread and not being smitten just saying why Jesus bled
Seek only it's meaning that it casts upon you as we sit here eye to eye
Which way are you leaning  just give me a clue as Lent passes us by


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HE WAS THERE

I know that there are some that still can't pray
and others that ask, 'Where was God that day?'
HE was there with each tear that's shed
as the news reported, There is thousands dead!'

HE was in the hyjacked planes so out of control
His angels collecting each passenger's soul!
HE was there at the buildings of the World Trade Center
with Heaven's gates wide open bidding all to enter!

HE was there in every tired body and grimy face
that refused to give in to another trying to take his place!
HE was there amongst every common place hero
who repeatedly dug through the rubble in New York's ground zero!


HE was there with the passenger's of Flight 74
whose sacrifice kept the enemy from the White House door!
HE was there with those that died at the Pentagon
when another plane flew into them like a bomb!

HE was there when thousands of passengers landed
unable to get home, so on Canadian soil they were stranded!
HE was there in the smiles of the Maritime youth
who came with blankets, fresh clothing and hot bowls of soup!

HE was there when the President cried out with pride
'This will only make us stronger, we have GOD on our side!'
HE was there when AMERICA was at Iraq's door
teaching the Taliban what happens when you provoke a war!

HE is there today as countless others reflect on the loss
just as HE watched HIS only Son die upon the cross!  HE WAS THERE!

©11/09/2012


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Watch The Horizon

That orange-pink sky
takes my breath away.
So pure and lovely
it spreads across the horizon.

But as the sky grows darker and darker
The pink fades to purple 
The orange to red
The light blue to a colder blue
Night is coming.

Before i knew it
The sky was glimmering in stars
The full moon shining brightly over head
The wind picked up a bit
And i shivered

The night was cold 
And the dark made it colder.
As an action to stay warm 
I pulled up my collar 
But it didn't work.

I quickly made my way home
Being sure no one saw
For they didn't know i was out.
For they didn't know i was waiting for my miracle.

I wake up early the next morning
And head outside.
The birds were starting to wake up
The sky was turning that soft pink color
Of sunrise. 

I quickened my pace 
to make it on time.
And just as it began i made it to the stop

The sunrise was beautiful
and it took away my breath.
I smiled to myself and thought my wish.
I had a feeling,
Something good will happen.
All i had to do was watch the sun set.

With hope in my heart 
And joy filling my body
I jogged home.

The day was passing 
and the sunset was coming
I needed to get out
Right Now!
I excused myself and quickly went outside

I ran to the stop.
Panting and tired i made it a little late
The sky was an amazing orange/purple color
I smiled despite the day i had. 

Once again the sunset was ending
But today it was different
Today a figure walked toward me
And deep in my heart i knew it was you.

5 years, 8 months, 12 weeks
25 days, 24 hours, 30 minutes 
was all it took

To see you walking back to me from war
ALIVE.
And all i did 
was Watch the Horizon


Dedicated to all those families who have a loved one in the military. We wish for their safe return. God Bless them all!


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Speaking That Which Is Wholesome And Good

Speaking That Which Is Wholesome and Good… You must be careful to speak that which is good and wholesome. Speaking like this will minister to others.. In a way that will "bless them!" May the words that are chosen, be used for edification… May they be said in a manner of a Godly dedication! As you speak… May you minister grace to the listener. Brining healing in the words spoken to your brother and sister! The words of kindness and love… May we all freely give it. And not quench the work of the Holy Spirit! As we are sealed by God on the day of redemption. We’re called to be HIS example. There’s no exemption! May all bitterness, wrath and anger immediately diminish. So our spiritual lives can be daily replenished! Be kind toward one another, gracious and tenderhearted… So the goodness of God… Through you… Can be started! As you forgive other… As Christ has forgiven you… May we not forget HIS words: “I LOVE YOU!” The power and grace of God is what he’s anxiously revealing. As you apply HIS words with a purpose and meaning! By Jim Pemberton Read Ephesians 4:29-32


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A prayer for my brothers and sisters

A prayer for my brothers and sisters

Dear Lord I come as humbly as I am,
Asking you to give my brothers and sisters strength,
So that they will make it through their life.
I know the road ahead of them is going to be ruff ,
give them faith in knowing that in you Lord they can trust,
in you Lord.

I know it’s not easy for them and their going through so much,
I ask that you give them guidance Lord and let them feel your 
Loving touch.

I can begin to see the pain they must feel about life, 
But when I look into my brothers and sisters eyes the hurt 
Is all to real.

So Lord I come to you as humbly as I am,
Asking you to give my brothers and sisters strength to make 
it through the their life.

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS, DD
Copyright 2014


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A Gift Of Real Love

As I sit and gaze at your picture
I travel back to days of yore
To the ranch on the Nebraska prairie
And the place where you called home.

I came to teach their school
And was introduced to you
My life changed at that moment
For what I saw was a man honest and true.

A man who since age fifteen
Has been on his own
His reputation it was good
And he worked nine years for the former 101.

He had just moved up the valley
To their uncle's ranch
When I came upon the scene
A city girl it seemed but I wasn't really green.

My mom was from her dad's Nebraska ranch
Not to far away
And her sister taught an Indian Government school
On the Rosebud Reservation..

My brother and sister 
 A cousin my age and I
Shared a life similar to the life
My Billy had.

Well, not really I'm afraid
We were a few years younger
And though most of our time was spent on horseback
There were no cows involved.

We played in the White River
Rode calves and hogs
While Billy at this same age 
Had himself  to support.

Now it was my turn to grow up
I took up teaching to go back to the plains
And met the man of my dreams
Who my life did change.

Snowed in following a blizzard in March
And five miles away
Billy rode down the valley horseback
Just to see me one day.

By then we already had marriage plans
But we hadn’t told a soul
It wasn’t till April Fools Day 
We finally broke the news.

We ranched, raised our kids
And worked at Truck Parts
Forty-seven years and 2 weeks later
God called you home.

I had truly been blessed
With a good, honest, hard working man
Who is still here for me.
I thank You God with all my heart, 
Amen.

Three Christmases you have been gone
For Cathy it is four, it just doesn’t seem fair
But God has taken from you the pain you had
And I will always be grateful for that.

I love you dear and Merry Christmas.


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Are You God ophobic

Are You God-ophobic? I’ve heard of phobias of different kinds. I’m sure there’s many people with “confused” minds. But there’s one “phobia” that concerns me the most. It’s a “God phobia” that’s drawing so close. It’s like people have a phobia of “In God we trust.” While so many of their lives are burdened with lust. A lust for pleasure and whatever “pleases for the moment.” Many are looking for various kinds of “fulfillment.” But fearing and obeying God? This sounds absurd! Why should anyone care? Much less… Read his word? Even prayer seems to be “a thing of the past.” How much longer will this country last? What we should fear… Is the wrath of God that will come… For not believing and accepting Jesus… His son! Everything we’ll ever need. Has already been provided! An abundant life with Christ can now be decided! Won’t you accept his gift of life everlasting? And look beyond human reasoning and understanding? Put your faith in God. And HIM alone! So you too, can have a place in his eternal home! By Jim Pemberton


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God Brought A Healing To My Troubled Mind


God Brought A Healing To My Troubled Mind… I used to allow many thoughts to enter my mind. There were good and bad ones... Just about every kind. My family thought I was being a “good Christian.” I never did anything that raised “a suspicion.” I went to church every week and did the “Sunday thing.” I had no idea the kind of life my thoughts would bring. I felt much “turmoil” of what was in my head. “How much longer can I take this?” Were the words I said. As there were many bad thoughts that seemed to “burn.” Those around me didn’t know or were concerned. I needed some help. And I needed it fast! I didn’t know how much longer I would last! With no friend to help.., I decided to pray. This was my time with God! This was my day! I cried out to God with a voice of confession; “Dear Jesus rule over my mind and take possession!” As I read God’s word... Philippians 4:8 was found. Virtue and wholeness in my life needed to abound! I asked and begged God to help me to obey it! I gave my commitment to him. And not just “say it.” A love for him as a friend was found and did bring. His peace and love “washed away” the evil things. Christ restored my life and my mind was renewed. He set me free! Now, I’m BRAND NEW! Won’t you allow God to bring his love to your soul? With him in your life... All darkness will GO! By Jim Pemberton


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With Christ YOU CAN Overcome

With Christ…   You Can Overcome!



One of the things I don’t understand, Is the wickedness throughout this land. I’ve often thought and have pondered. How can this evil continue much longer? It’s amazing what man will do to each other. How people treat their sisters and brothers! The Bible says that the heart is wicked above all things. We can testify to the destruction an evil heart brings! In all of this wickedness, sin and confusion… There is an answer! There is a solution! We’ll find eternal hope and a peace within… As we come to Christ and confess our sin! Why not allow Christ to make you complete? Lay your every burden and worry at his feet! He’ll restore your life and wipe away your tears. His perfect love will cast out your fears! He’ll restore to you, what the enemy has taken. With him by your side… You’ll not be forsaken! Your heart will be strengthened and renewed! His words of life are like “heavenly food.” By the blood of the lamb… You can overcome! Christ has the victory! The battle’s been won! By Jim Pemberton


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What Has Happened To The Family

I remember growing up in a Christian family.
We were content, joyful and quite happy.

Things were "going along rather well."
We loved each other... more than words could tell.

I think of the special love 
between mom and dad.
As my parents... I was proud and glad!

Over the years that rolled  on by.
Something happened.  I don't know why. 

Our deep love became 
replaced with "excuses."
Our relationshps filed with
 "barsh words and bruises."

This family... I once held so close to my heart.
Began to "unravel and fall apart."

Our love for another became bitter and cold.
Even to the day we're "growing old."

Everywhere... it is evident and appearing.
The family as a unit is quickly disappearing.

We must come together and 
remove all bitterness.
And walk in God's love and his forgiveness!

We must appreciate one another--
in spite of our faults!
Standing together on Godly principles 
brings good results!

It we insist on "going our separate ways."
We'll be sorry "one of these days!"

The family is what God has put together.
It needs to be rooted in love--
both now and forever!

HIS love needs to be the glue 
that binds us as one.
Blessing every mom and dad... 
daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton
2009


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been there all along

you've been there all along
to teach me right from wrong
you taught me how to love again
i write this for my sister to show i love you
leading me through the roughest times 
in which you took my hand
to lift me out of my deepest rut
happiness hidden beneath these rhymes
to say i love you is an understatement 
for i feel so much more 
i dream that we'd be blood related 
till then i will wait on the chair remaining on the porch
creaking underneath my feet 
listening to the wind
past times scream endless cries 
for tears still running from my eyes 
distance is our separation   
let your beauty shine through out a darkened nation 
for you've been there all along 
and made my broke heart mend strong.


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Sister

Sister,
I worry about you.
It scares me,
because I do believe
you are making 
the same decisions as me.
Did you see me?
Crying,
bleeding,
barely able to sleep.
I know life is hard,
and something 
must make us feel,
but sister dear,
please don't go there.
I know 
I don't have room to speak,
but I don't look back,
because of the pain
it all caused me.
Please sister dear,
face life with something more.
To knowingly, 
and willingly,
intentionaly forget,
it heals me,
and helps me.
but not what I wish for you.
Sister I pray that
you hear me now,
face life with more than I did,
so when you pass through the pain
you won't mind looking back.
You are worth so much more.


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Honor To Mother Mary is Honor To Father Christ

“The honor of the Mother reflects on Father Christ”
“Whatever honor and praise are given to the Mother bounces to the Son”
“The honor given to the Queen bestowed on the King”
The Honor we give to the Mother of the Lord was referred to Him Who was made incarnate (personified) of her”

The Mother is honored for her Son’s sake”
“Indeed in loving Mother Mary, we honor Eternal God”
“We will never love her as He loved her”
Father Christ was the first to honor her as His mother
“We will never be able to equal with which Father Christ loved her”

4202013


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If the Table Were Turned

You ask of people small things to do
But it seems like it’s so hard for them to do.
You say to yourself, “If the table were turned,
I would not have done this thing to you.”
You find yourself in certain situations,
And you ask individuals for their help.
But you’re left high and dry and all alone,
And once again you are all by yourself.
You know the saying goes,
What goes around comes around the same.
But some of the things that has happened to me,
I would not want those things to happen to anyone else by name.
Sometimes, the way we react, 
Others do not understand,
But if the table were turned, 
I guarantee you;
You would not find another like me in the land.
We do things to other people,
And you wonder if the table was turned;
Would you get treated the way you should have been,
Or would you end up just getting burned.
I know that we are going to reap, that which we sow,
Our character has to get tested.
And that’s how people would really know;
That if the table were actually turned,
It would show the kind of reaction or blow.
WHAT WOULD YOU DO, OR HOW WOULD YOU REACT, IF THE TABLE WERE TURNED!!!


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Are You Exhausted Worn Out Running On Empty Fumes



Are You Exhausted? Worn Out? Running On Empty Fumes? Is your life running on empty fumes? Are the adversities and stress of life being consumed? Any zeal and passion for God may be in the past… You wonder; “How long is life going to last???” Perhaps you feel like your anchor’s “been lost at sea…” And ask; “Lord… Why is this happening to me?” Things in life often catch us “unaware…” You may ask; “does anyone out there really care?” There is someone who can help you along! In Jesus’ arms of mercy is where you belong! He walked this earth and calmed the sea of Galilee… He’ll calm the storms of life for you and me! Won’t you give him a chance... To calm your fears? And allow his love to wipe away any tears? He’ll bring peace to a hopeless situation… All you need to do… Is to give him an invitation… The choice is yours… It’s your decision to make! Won’t you do it now? Before it’s too late??? By Jim Pemberton


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Birth Control

It's against the law to kill someone,
who hurts you in some way.
But murder is always justified,
by mothers everyday.

When you think about abortion,
do you see the child inside?
The babies life you want to stop,
has no where else to hide.

You tell yourself many things,
like it doesn't have a soul.
Think of the future your about to destroy,
by using birth control.

There are many ways to save it's life,
for the mothers who do not care.
And adoption is the answer,
for a couple in despair.


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My Sister

My sister siting calm in the chair,
I know all i do is stair,
she then  looks over and gives me a glare,
My sister so beautiful yet so scared,
I watch her sleep every now and then,
to make sure she is breathing,
I hope that she will not have a seizer,
My sister hard working and a normal kid,
Every now and then i have tears to shed,
I sometimes think if she never catches her breath she might end up dead,
My life would not make sense,
My sister cocky yet so nice,
she always comes to me and ask for advice,
What hurts is watching her go through so much pain,
but then she has strength to gain,
My sister everything to me,
I hope that one day she will get better,
and i shall hand my mother this beautiful letter.


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A Brother Who's Offended

An "Offended Brother..."

"A brother ofended is harder to 
reach than a fortified city."
It seems like many brothers
 dwell on their "self-pity..."

Just look at how easy it is for most 
brothers to get offended.
It could be you or I...  Or someone
they've befriended...

Many stop having anything to do
 with a particular person.
They read God's word.  But fail to learn
 HIS divine lesson.

Jesus said; "Blessed are you when you're 
cursed, persecuted and despised."
So why do so many "brothers" hold
 "vengence in thier eyes?"

Is  there someone you know... 
Thay you've completely shut out?
Is this what being God's child...  
Is really all about???

If Christ really gave to us.  
What we certainly deserve...
Than his blood's atonement.  
Would not be perserved..

In spite of our sin and faults...  
God's heart bleeds...
He's so willing for forgive 
and to meet all of our needs!

Don't allow an offense to turn into
 a "huge brick wall."
Christ came to forgive...
 And to be a sacrifice for all!

By Jim Pemberton
10/09/09 


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My Silent Prayer

Dear glorious and gentle lord, only to you I pray
I come to you for many reasons, on this beautiful day
I pray that the war in Iraq ends
and brings my sister back to family and friends
Not just my sister but plenty of others
cause there are many people losing sisters and brothers
I pray that the homeless will find shelter and food
and that the people that see them would stop acting so rude
For people to give a little is all that they ask
Yet people act like that's a really hard task
I pray that woman will stop getting abortions
or at least that the amount will reduce in large portions
If they don't want the babes than they should use protection
That would decrease abortions and the chance of a sexual infection
I pray you'll touch my heart lord on every layer 
and that's how I'll end my silent prayer....


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She is mine

I am the formula that brings her to ecstasy 
Her beauty as craved my fantasy 
As she lay upon my chest 
Through her blossom, I am truly blest.
She’s the rose of my life 
The one to be my wedded wife
She’s my help meet through the hardship and strife
Every morning as I woke up
She’ as been my corn syrup
As I go out through the crack of dawn 
I am the one to mow her lawn
In her fears 
Through her tears
She yield to my warming embrace
I love her at every moment from beginning to end 
She’s brilliantly wise
I tell you the truth 
God has given me the correct prize
She has allow me to grow 
None of a scare crow. 
She’s hundred percent 
She’s no less than a cent 
I crave for her increase 
Through Jesus Christ the one who paid the ultimate price.
‘Me n she’ trusty love will never decrease.



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Who Love's Ya Baby

who loves ya baby
hmmm now let me see

I know my mommy did
even though her shoes I did hid

I think my daddy did
when I didn't make him snid

brothers and sisters well maybe just a little
when I didn't get in the middle

my grandpa and grandma surely does
for I'll do anything for them just because

I know my little girl loves her momma
even better than president Obama

my dogs and cats loves me
even if they continue to make me sneeze

even my close friends new and old still spark the love
for we will alway's go on and well above

paperboy surely does
cause I tip him for keeping my paper out of bushes and shrubs

milkman used to
when I didn't make him shu

bill collectors oh yes
for I'm their baby who they love the best

so who loves me
well lets just continue to see



Tribute To Love



Also Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's 
Who Love's Ya Baby Contest


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' Jennie - Pennie (My Big Sister)

Everywhere I Look … I See Jennie
Short, Red-Hair and a Smile, So Bright and Pretty
Jeanette … my Older, Big Sister… I Wish I was More Like Her…
        … My Dear Jennie … My Sweet Jennie …

Treated me like I was Her Baby … That was Jennie
Helped me to be a Real-Lady … Just like Jennie
Taught me how to Share and just how to say my Prayers …
        … Jennie … Great Lady Jennie

She was in Her Early Adult Years and I was Young Too
… when Mama Left… There was nothing, We Could Do …
            … Cancer … is not a Loving Word …
        I Wish It Had Been The Last I’d Heard …
                … Oh Jennie … Loving Jennie …

In that Cold-Clinical-Room … Lay Jennie
She Would Be Leaving Soon – God ! … Not Jennie !
She asked me, ‘Did She Fulfill … God and Our Mama’s Will …?’
        Yes, You Did Jennie… I Said You Did Jennie !

… She was in Her Late, 40-Years, but Still, Much Too Young To…
… Like when Mama Left… There was nothing, We Could Do …
                     … Cancer … is not a Loving Word …
                    I Wish It Had Been The Last I’d Heard …
                           … Oh Jennie … I Love Jennie …

When I Wrote This Song … I was Missing Jennie
God … We Can’t Believe She’s Gone … I Loved Jennie
        Jennie-Pennie … You Kept Your Promise…
                  Mama Will Be Proud of Us…

… May Jesus, Call Jennie … When The Time Comes, Please Call Jennie
          Lord Call Jennie … Lord Call Mama … and Then Lord Call Me …

            Jennie, Left Loved Ones... February 29th, 1992 …
          I hate Leap-Years Now …. ‘til I Leap of Faith to You …
                     … Cancer … is Not A Loving Word ! ! !
                             Will It Be The Last I Heard ? …


                      In Memory of my Beloved Sister
                                        Jeanette


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' Charm ... ' 6th Senryu

‘ Charm ’   6th Senryu

Charm … May – be a Game      (Prov. 31: 30)
And Prettiness – May – be Vain …
… Woman of God … Praise !


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Blessed Is The One Who Fears The Lord



Blessed is the man who fears the Lord in all of his ways… He will be blessed in everything he does all of his days. He shall also eat of the labor of his hands… His family shall be blessed throughout the lands. His wife will be a fruitful vine close by his side… The blessings from heaven shall open up wide. His children will be like olive plants around the table. In all that he does. He knows God is more than able! Yes. Blessed is the man who fears the Lord! Goodness and mercy in his life shall be stored. The Lord God shall bless him out of Zion. Behold! The glory of God in him is shiinin! He shall see the children his children shall bear… And shall see the blessings of God everywhere! Peace shall be his in that he does endeavor… For the God of Israel shall be with him forever! By Jim Pemberton Read Psalm 128


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Last Monday

The Catholics came to Junior school last Monday
And took my sister out of Maths
The rules had changed
They'd read The Book
Averages could no longer be taught in class

"One, plus one, plus one, the teacher said, equals three
And divided by three is one.
But Jesus, plus God, plus the Holy Ghost equals,
One
And divided by three is

Infinite Power!"

My hamster passed away last Monday
His soul left to be judged
I hope that when the good are numbered
That God knows how to count.


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So Good

A comfortable sound; is found in the pews
 	Illuminated, we are feeling the Good News
As this providence is caught alive
	All tempestuous thoughts of transgressors subside
Hallelujah, HE brings divine will for all of us too…
	It is so good to hear the sweet sounds from the pews


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Stolen Kiss

  " Stolen Kiss"

 I normally wouldn't be the one to break a happy home. but baby I do believe that with me is where u belong. 

Striving of perfection is striving  happiness and light.I'm looking for the triple threat I think ur worth the fight. 

I like the way ur social perseverance is what u showing. Life doesent have a shortcut for a place that is worth going. 

I don't want no problems but tell homie to stand back. Cause he don't have the features that this princess cannot lack.

Tell him let u free if u where his then you'll return. But do remind the kid that u can't keep what u don't earn. 

I'm a fight untill I get u that's promise not a threat. War don't tells us who is right it just tells you who is left. 

They say never shedding tears differs men from all the boys. Let's agree to dissagree baby bring me tears of joy. 

Were all blind about the future there's no thing that we can see. But I advice grow old with me cause the best is yet to be. 

I see you that you looking ur playing the tease me game. Ur worried of what you'll  loose but not conscious of what you'll gain. 

I just want a chance opportunities are golden. But right now ur heart is his and a kiss is better stolen. 

The ending  tunnel light can also be a train. I offer streanth to face it dividing all the pain. 

A remark generally hurts in proportion to its truth. You considering that I'm better it must hurt cause here's the proof. 

A goodbye is only painful if u again don't say hello. They say rain is not that bad if then it turns to snow. 

Its all been said and done its been real and its been fun. All I really want is you a daughter and a son.


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True Friends

To wander in life, what does this do?
Going day by day, wondering where the next meal is.
Where I am going to sleep at night?
What is out there for me?
Is God even watching what is happening to me?
Does He even care??
Wandering aimlessly in the dark valley!
Will this ever change?
It doesn't seem like it ever will! 
I have found one friend; a true friend.
She tells me that no matter what she will be there for me.
I cry, because what she tells me is true.
She says, " At the end of the day, my momma's still my biggest fan!"
With tears in my eyes I get in my mom's car and promise her that no matter what 
I love her!
I am glad I have her as a friend, A TRUE FRIEND!!!



this is dedicated to my friend (she knows who she is) I LOVE YOU


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Cloud-Cover

Cloud-Cover… On A Sunny Day
Got Me On This Hill… Looking-Up and Dreaming
Cloud-Cover… I Just Want To Lay
And Watch The Sunrays Gently Beaming…
… thru The Cloud-Cover… Cloud Cover

Cloud-Cover… Like A Gentle Lover
A Sweetheart, That’s Somewhere Far Away
Who, Sends A Message… To This Hillside Clover…
… and Me… Wishing Both, Could Stay…
… just Like Cloud-Cover… Cloud Cover

Oh, Let Our Lives, Be Like Close-Cloud-Cover
Gently Rolling By, Slowly, On The Breeze
Rise Up With Love, For One Another
And Ride The Wind.. ‘til We Are Free…
… Discover, Cloud-Cover… Cloud Cover

Cloud-Cover… Was A Sunny Day
… but I Hear Distant Thunder… On A Hill…
Cloud-Cover… I Have To Pray…
I’m Running Thru The Rain… ‘Cause I Feel A Chill…
… Don’t Let It Be My Cloud-Cover!... Not My Cloud-Cover!
…Nor My Son, Daughter, Mother, Father… Or My Brother…

Cloud Cover… Please… Cloud Cover…

   In Memory of Those Taken From Us...


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"MY SISTER MICHELLE IS SO SPECIAL TO ME!!!"

My sister Michelle is so special to me
And I'm grateful as I can possible be
Yes my dear and sweet sister I love you
And this comes straight from my heart it really do
This is serious forever lasting and very true
I'm appreciate all the talks,laughs,and jokes we share
For we often show each other how much we care
I'm thankful Jesus put you in my life
So we can help 1 another through strife
And I promise to always be here for you
Michelle you're precious and wonderful in all that you do.


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Those Who Have Wronged Us


Those Who Have Wronged Us… I had a loved one whom I thought loved me. I couldn’t understand how she would treat me! I thought she was a Christian. She said she was. She told me; “I don’t like you just because!” As the years went by, just the way she lived. I wanted nothing to do with her! Much less forgive! The things she did were hurtful and caused pain. I didn’t even want to mention her name! Years later, I felt the lord tugging at my heart! God wanted a healing… And a fresh start I wanted an apology… It never took place. I felt the Lord asking me for more of his grace. You see, after all these years, with no words spoken. I heard of some news, and my heart was broken. I found out this person was soon at death’s door. When I found out… I fell to the floor! I cried “Father in heaven will you please forgive me? I didn’t love her, in spite of how she would treat me!” The opportunity I had was a chance for forgiving. Now she hasn’t much longer that she’ll be living! May this be a warning and a “wake up” reminder! To those who wronged us, we need to be kinder! Christ’ love needs to break the “barriers” down. So forgiveness in our lives will certainly be found! By Jim Pemberton


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Collections

I’ll add you to my safe keeps.
And put you with my collections.
I’ll sit back with my own reflections.
After, I’ve taken hundreds of peeps.
 
I’ll put you under my pillow where I sleep.
And then there will be no exceptions.
It’s where delusion versus deceptions.
You and I will never weep.
 
Until your heart is free to run,
I’ll be collecting ashes and dust.
I’ll never be done!
And I’ll never rust.
 
My collections of restorations appeal.
Piece by piece many of you will heal.
 
 
®Registered: Ann Rich   2006


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Could Have Been Me

I have two brothers and that is it,
A sister would have made it perfect.
I met this girl and we hung out all the time,
I finally had a sister of mine.
Even though, we didn’t have the same family,
She was as real as a real sister could be.
And I was six years younger than her,
But that didn’t really seem to matter.
I knew her brother and her dad,
When I met her, her mom had just past.
I met her boyfriend and her cousins too,
Her only sister had died at age two.
One thing set her apart from the rest,
She would never settle for less.
She broke up fights and talked things out,
She was a peacemaker without a doubt.
Her brother and dad were in and out of jail,
For drug possession and intent to sell.
She graduated from high school with a 4.0,
And not one college she applied to said no.
There was not one time she didn’t have my back,
Whether for moral support or even an attack.
I remember this one time her and me,
Were riding as passengers and her brother was driving.
They used to let me sit in the front seat,
Because they knew that is where I had wanted to be.
We had just pulled over to get some gas,
She came up to the front seat and put the music on blast.
A song that we liked had just came on,
And we started singing along.
Her brother was inside of the store,
And a car pulled up that she couldn’t ignore.
All of a sudden she jumped on top of me,
I had no idea about what was happening. 
I didn’t know what was going on,
But I could tell something was definitely wrong.
She jumped back and she started to choke,
And I noticed there was blood coming out of her throat.
Her shoulder was the next thing the bullet had hit,
There’s no way my sister can die like this!
Her blood felt warm against my skin,
That’s when I realized what was happenin’.
Her brother barged his way through the car door,
He picked up her body and threw it on the floor.
I could not believe that he just did that,
He didn’t stop or even look back.
He feared about getting locked up at any moment,
Because I found out that he had a warrant.
If he didn’t do that could she have been saved?
We will never know, we had to dig her grave.
I didn’t even go to her funeral,
I mean, I couldn’t because I was feeling too miserable.
I pray for her family, her friends and her soul,
My life, to her I will always owe,
My mind is still in awe you see,
It happened to her, but it could have been me.


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To Question God

On one early morning came a knock upon my door
I thought it was my daughter with grandkids I adore
But there stood my sister, grief as plain as day
She said her son had died in the war yesterday.
Now she wonders why God just sits above
He's supposed to be all powerful and so full of Love
He surely could prevent our death, disease, and war
Yet they happen still, and everyday brings more.
Then to top it off, He makes a Lake of Fire
That doesn’t sound like Love, it sounds like He’s a liar.

After many tears, I took her by the hand
And said, “There are some things you don’t understand.
When God created life and all the world we see,
It was perfect then, like we’d like it to be.
But Adam chose to sin, and ever since that day
Death awaited man, the debt of sin to pay.
God could have killed us all and started over again
Instead He made a way to save us from our sin.
Yes, God so full of power, who lives in Heaven on high
Loved the world so much, He sent His Son to die.
His Son hung on a cross, then in a tomb He lay
But death lost all it's sting when He rose the third day!

Since God is perfect there, in His Home above
Sin is not allowed, only Peace and Love.
So God created Hell for Satan and for sin
And on the Judgment day, He will throw them in.
When Jesus died that day, His Blood flowed to forgive
To wash man's sin away, so man with God can live. 
And all we have to do is believe that it is true,
Repent of sin, so He, can cleanse us through and through.
Now the curse of sin remains, so all men surely die
Believers wake in Heaven, Eternal Home on High. 
But those who don't believe, still carry all their sin
And God will have no choice, He can't let them in.
Sin will be destroyed, along with the Devil in Hell
Those that die in sin, will be sent there as well."

My sister listened close, tears still flowing free
Then she bowed her head, and there she prayed with me.
"Jesus I confess my sin, I know that it was wrong.
I know now that You cared for me, and Loved me all along.
I invite You in my heart, please, take control of me
Live Your life through me, so others plainly see."
I hugged my sister tight, and I just had to grin,
with greatest joy I told her that she'd see her son again.
Before he left for war, I'd had a chance to share
He's waiting now with Angels, to greet her over there.


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Has God Forgotten Me

I’ve found myself just sitting here;
Surrounded by my tissues and tears.
Asking myself “could it be?”
That God has forgotten me
I know he says he’ll always be there;
Always watch out, and always care.
Yet lately it seems that he;
Well that he has forgotten me.

It started about two months ago;
I had been dealing with my foe.
And a lot of pain had been coming to my life;
I felt like giving up the fight.
Yet instead I had turned to God to help me;
Yet it seemed like he had forgotten me.

Things were starting to get worse;
And I felt like a walking curse.
How can a loving father as he;
Well, forget me.
I’d quitted my job b/c I couldn’t take anymore;
I was too mentally messed up and sore.
Now I’m barely making it on ends meat;
And the worse part is, I think God’s forgotten me.

My sister is sick and I don’t know if she’ll make it through;
She says she loves God, and I love God too.
I just think he may be busy with everyone else’s life;
To realize my sister is about to die.
Just when I began to give up all hope;
My sister awoke.
She says “I don’t know what could be the matter”
“But all of a sudden I feel much better”
She got up and whispered to me;
Do you still think God has forgotten thee?


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thinking of writing a book continued

Things were okay, or at least I thought so.  When you’re a 15-year-old girl your 
world consists of boys, girls that don’t like you, conversation for hours on the 
phone with your best friends about what you should wear to the upcoming dance, 
etc.  That was my world then, at least for a little while.  That world quickly came to 
a screeching halt.  I was at school, doing my normal thing when I was called to 
the office to check out for the day.  I took my time, gathered my things and walked 
to the end of the hall to find my step-dad (my mom’s second husband) standing 
there waiting for me.  I kept walking, but I knew something was wrong.  As I 
approached him he had no color to his face and he looked like he had just heard 
the worst news anyone could have told him. I asked him what was wrong and he 
shook his head no at me and started walking out the door.  I followed.  I 
continued to ask him what was going on and he still wouldn’t answer me.  Finally 
he turned around and looked at me after we had reached the parking lot, he 
said, “it’s your dad.”  I didn’t really know what he was talking about, I asked him 
what happened, he didn’t say a word, he simply put his fingers as though they 
were a gun to his head and pulled an imaginary trigger that all of a sudden was 
more real to me than I can tell you.  I asked, “Daddy committed suicide?”  He 
nodded his head yes and told me to get in the truck.  I climbed into the truck 
unable to speak, unable to think.  What he just told me seemed like a nightmare, 
seemed impossible.  We hat to go pick up my younger sister who was in sixth 
grade at the time.  He went in and got her and when they came back out she 
asked what was wrong.  I looked at my step-dad hoping with all my heart that he 
would tell her because I didn’t know if I could even begin to utter the words that 
seemed to make time stand still.  He just stared at me, so I had to look my sister 
in the eye and tel her that our daddy, our hero, our knight in shining armor was 
gone.  We didn’t know a lot about the situation until we got home.  We walked in 
and my mom told us that he was gone.  I collapsed to the floor.  It was as if 
everything in me wasn’t enough to keep me upright.  Nothing at that moment 
could have given me the strength to stand.  Every breath I took, every tear I cried 
as I lay there on the floor seemed to echo.  The saying, “time


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Magdalena

Hey pretty girl, it’s your choice
If you decided sitting there alone, he said
Taking a sip of his starwars--- a vodka, with coke
He let the smoothness of it fills his throat.
 
But, can’t get your eyes out of me, she said
Having a continuous puff of her cigarette 
In her candle like fingers;
Well, then you can join me, if you wish? 
 
Really?
He asked;
His face brightens,
With hope.

Why? 
Having a second thought of joining me,
If you want to meet me, have a seat
I’ll give you my address, she replied.

Yes, yes I like meeting you;
As he looked at her smiling
He said, I think I’m in love with you;
You’re so beautiful, young lady.

Oh please Mr., don’t corrupt my mind, she begged
I know you already belong to someone else;
I saw how you removed your wedding ring
And slide it secretly into your pocket.

Still want my address? She asked
See that convent, opposite this bar
That’s going to be my home; I belong to the Savior
And I’m going to meet him, today.


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' Dissertation On Beauty ... '

If Aiming For Beauty
Pretty, Is Nice
But Plain Vanity
Is A Venal-Vice

Inner Beauty:  Is A Necessity
Outer Beauty:  (Maybe) Superficiality
Outer Beauty:  May Impress Memory
But Inner Beauty:  Lasts An Eternity

Now, As A Teen
I Did Preen
 Too Much Esteem
 Oldest, Sister Seen …

So, As A Teen, I Was Told
Advice To Shape- Mold
Words:  Worthy-Gold
Listen:    Behold …

“You Are Pretty, Yes It’s True
But Just Wait A Minute or Maybe Two
All In Time and Life’s View
Will Come Someone … Prettier Than You

So, Don’t Be A Victim-in-Error
Like The Queen, due to Snow White and A Mirror
Of Course, There’ll Be Somebody Fairer
So, Don’t Be A Silly-Comparer …

… ‘Cause, The Prettiest Person
Is Ugly To Someone
And The Ugliest Person
Looks Good To Somebody, Hon …

Lovely, Is As Lovely Do …
Be A Portrait and Not Just Surface-Cute
Be A Shame, If Someone Spends Time With You
And Sees, Ain’t Nothing Else, Or Nothin’ New

‘Cause I’ve Seen People
Who Were ‘Knock-Outs’ ! …
That is, Until
They Opened Their Mouths

And Revealed Hostility
In Hearts
Made Attraction-Desirability
… Depart

See:  Mean and Envy
And A Barb-Wire Tongue
And Harm and Dumb …
Starts When Young

So, Strive To Be Kind
A Gentle Heart-Smile
Clean and Sweet
And Your Own-Love-Style

… Also Godly Fear
And Inner Beauty Will Appear
Your Outer Beauty Will Be Clear …”
… My Stunning Sister, I Still Hear …

“Beauty … Is In The Eye Of The Beholder”
Especially True … As We Grow Older


(I'm Remembering Jenny ... I'm Remembering)


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THE ANGEL

SHE COMES TO THIS EARTH
SHE SEES THAT THINGS ARE SO WRONGE
     WITH SO MANY PEOPLE
         SHE TRYS YO HELP
SOME OF THEM TURN THEIR BACK ON HER
BUT SHE STILL KEEPS TRING TO HELP
TO SHOW THAT THERE IS LOVE IN THIS WORLD
THEN THERE ARE ONES WHOS LIFE SHE TOUCHES
MAKES THINGS GO WITH SO MUCH EASE
SHE LOVES AND GIVES HER HEART TO ALL
THE ANGEL SHOWS ALL THAT ARE IN HER LIFE
THINGS ARE NOT TO BE TAKEN FOR GRANTED
ALL THE LOVE SHE GIVES TO THEM AND FOR THEM
         HER LIFE IS SO SHORT LIVED
SHE HOPES THAT ALL THE PEOPLE THAT SHE HAS TOUCHED
WILL REMEMBER HER  AND THE LOVE SHE GAVE THEM
THEN ONE DAY SHE IS NO LONGER AROUND
DO THEY MISS HER AND REMEMBER 
WHAT SHE TRYED TO TEACH THEM
MAYBE ONE DAY THEY WILL SEE HER AGAIN
BUT SHE WILL ALWAYS WATCH OVER
     THE ONES SHE LOVED AND TOOK CARE OF
WHILE SHE WAS HERE ON THIS EARTH WITH THEM
THEN THERE ARE ONES THAT HAVE KNOWN HER LOVE
   BUT NEVER UNDERSTOOD HER AT ALL
THEY ONLY HURT HER AND NEVER LET HER IN
BUT THE ONES THAT DID ARE REALLY BLESSED
TO HAVE HAD HER IN THERE  LIFE

RUTH C YORK

TO MY MAMA ,  SISTER BETTY .TO MY DEAREST SISTER AN FRIEND DORENA , 
AS WELL MY SELF


Details | Light Poetry | |

'The Woman and The Wall...'

The Woman Stands By The Wall
… knowing No Harm Shall Pass Thru
It is Strong … Made of Stone and Tall
A Constructed, Marvel – True …

The Woman Places By The Wall …
… a Basket of Hopes and Dreams
She knows, No Creepy Creature Can Crawl
Past This Foundation, as Deep as the Seas …

And The Wall Reaches to Destinies Un-Shown
Long Distance, Soaring Sure and Straight
So, the Woman can Lean Upon
and Rest on This Journey So Great

The Woman Stays By The Wall
The Wall Blocks Out Horrible Views
And Screams and Things Too Evil To Call…
… She Never Wants To Go Over You …

The Woman Holds Onto The Wall
Admiring Its Fortitude, Its Texture
And Tho’ Her Hands May Be Small
She Will Attempt to Respectfully Measure

… This Reliable, Wonderful-Wall
Stands Built, for Her Pretty Protection
So, This Battle-Scarred-Wall, Will Not Fall…
… from Her Supporting, Adoring, Affection

For God, Took Away Her Prayer-Shawl                    1 Cor. 11: 5
as She Marched, Under Heavenly-Protocol
and Master-Builder, Chose This One Over Them All
to Be Her Outstanding, Warrior-Wall !

…  The Woman and The Wall …


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

A Note to a Sister

To you, my lovely Hermie

You can be the star 
That shines bright at night;
If, you wanted to be.

You can be the bird’s song 
That fills the air of early morn; 
If, you wanted to be.

You can be the Angel’s trumpet 
That welcomes the first cockcrow;
If, you wanted to be.

You can be the alabaster rose 
That blooms in the Master’s garden;
If, you wanted to be.

You can be the mountain 
That chants lullabies in soft falsetto;
If, you wanted to be.

You can be anything…
And, you can have everything;
If, you wanted to be.

If, and only if… 
You ask all of these, 
Only, in the name of our God.

One thing thou, sure, I know…
You’re one of the backbones 
Of His sacred choir.

Come, O come, let us sing 
The hymns of praises, in one voice
For the Lord’s rejoicing.

Remember thou, O lovely Hermie
If, you choose to be the alabaster rose, 
Be the flower, not the prickly thorn.
 
‘Tis my wish for you, O my sister
Greet me, O greet me, with a holy kiss
For I am your brother, in Christ.



Details | Light Poetry | |

' The Knight Guards Thee ... ' (Medieval # 5)

Thou Art Fair and Not Forsaken
The Knight Guards Thee
as Thou Slumber midst
Embers of Purity
with Palms of Vespers
Thou Art Fair and Not Forsaken

A Chaste Kiss doth Pledge
The Knight Guards Thee
Treads the Cold-Castle Halls
...Hours of Torch-lit Vigil
Eyes, Terrible as Flames Upon...
Thy Fairness... never Forsaken

Nay, no Invasion of Spirit Cometh
The Knight Guards Thee
against Travail, Hordes and Dread
Sword and Teeth wouldst Bathe in Blood
'Ere harm Trespass to Thee
Thou Art Fair and Not Forsaken
In Peace, Rest... Fair Maiden

(Written For My Sweet Sister, Jennie)


Details | Rhyme | |

Blood on Emeralds

The blood of Emeralds
In Northern Ireland's streets
Where sides detest
Victims they seek
 
Religious divide
Neighbours slain
For the life of me
What to gain
 
These troubled times
Historic sores
Deep rooted pasts
Now to the fore
 
IRA
UDA
Many guns came out to play
Both sides fell, as they murderously slay
During the week, even Sundays
 
The Belfast agreement of 1998
This Land of Emeralds, in peaceful state
Neighbours safe to talk again
Never allow the blood, on the Emeralds stain

" Dedicated to all Ireland - The Emerald Isle "


Details | I do not know? | |

My Sister the Poet

My sister the poet
Will let it be known
Of her past life and her so many homes
Of all her good memories and all of the bad
She is quite talented and has a lot to say
Her life with the devilish man who called himself her father made her that way
Mean as a snake when you make her mad
But the nicest person you’ll ever meet
A down right Christian, she is
And when you do something wrong she lets you know about it
Most parents tell their kids ‘Santa’s watching you’
But my sister instead says ‘Jesus is watching you’
At the moment she is writing a book of poems of all her childhood memories
From the very first to the very worst
Her subjects vary from her sister to her brother
From riding in a toy car to building an outhouse
But not all of it is funny
Some of it makes you really appreciate the life you’ve got
Wether it’s happy or sad
Or makes you angry and mad 
It all flows together and it all tells a story of a life from hell that we are all glad 
we didn’t have
To my sister the poet
I love you very much
And I wish I had your talent
I wish you the best of luck with your book
Keep up the good work