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Details | Free verse | |

For Momma

  From a babe to a man, I needed your hand. Now I understand, it was part of God's 
ultimate plan. I was to be raised by another woman.  Don't get me wrong, Grandmomma was something! She gave me all the love a child could need. She was always there for me. Truly a blessing! No Mother, you don't owe me a thing. Not even an explanation. I can't sing, so I wrote this dedication, tTo show my appreciation.

 Momma, Momma you're still #1. No matter the distance; rRegardless of what you've done. As God is my witness, I'm still your son.

Yes I hold resentments, and that is hard to ignore. My hurt I can't hide. When 
you kicked me out. And out of your three children, why was I the one you let go? 
From afar you watched me grow. Did you worry about my well being? On the surface, looks can be deceiving. No, I was not well. I was actually a child living in hell. Easy for you to say "It's over, it's the past". I was forced to grow up too fast!

Momma, Momma you're still #1. No matter the distance. Regardless of what you've done. As God is my witness. I'm still your son.

I remember spending the night with you and that was such a treat, just to escape the hurt from being beat. Looking back it was a real tragedy. I felt you didn't love me. You were my Mother but you gave me up so easily. Grandmomma became my only family. The only person I could rely on. But now she's gone. Even now as a grown man, I feel so alone. If I could sing, this would be my song--

Momma, Momma you're my queen. For you I would do anything. I just want you to be proud of me. Whatever I've done, please accept my apology. I'm not perfect, never claimed to be. 

But I am strong. Especially dealing with this pain for so long. I just hope we can finally be a family when I come home.

Dedicated to my Momma "Phyllis Ann Lopez"


Note: Thank you Poetry Soup for allowing me to share another piece of my life.   From both 
pieces "For Grandmomma" to this piece "For Momma" you can picture my relationships with 
both women. My mother was far from perfect...But no one is perfect and I love her all the 
same!  Jimmy


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Night Angel

They needed help
Walking alone in the dark.
The man.
The child.
A broken down car.
The child frightened,
But not understanding
The terror
That would soon
Come her way.
Her parents petrified
That their baby was gone,
Agonizing
Over forbidden images
That crowded their way
Past ice cream sundays
And birthday parties
And wedding days.
A passer-by.
A doer of good deeds.
He stops.
He sees.
He looks into
the little girl's eyes.
Bravely
The girl speaks,
"This is not my dad"
And the coward
who took her,
He runs.
He hides.
The passer-by,
Believing he saved
A child
From a long, cold walk,
In reality
Saved a child
From a long, cold death.


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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


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GOD Has Taken EVERYTHING

                          My daughter`s budgie "Sissie" died a late night
                       The next morning I told her that "Sissie" was dead
                     With tears on her eyes and cheeks, she asked her mom
                      - Is "Sissie" in heaven with God and grandmother ?
                       - Yes, she is with God, grandmother and the angels
                                                I answer her

                         Surprised at this answer, my daughter investigate
                                            whether it was true
                             She walks into the room where the cage with
                                         the budgie used to stand
                             After a short while, she runs back to mom....
                        - Mom, mom.... God has not only taken "Sissie"
                                       - God has taken the cage too




                                   

                              This is a true story  -  - - from gold child`s mouth









dedicated to: Laila A.Mjelde
10.05.2012
A-L Andresen


Details | Sestina | |

MIRACLE AT DAWN

No mother would fill up her eyes with tears of woman...
if it weren't for God performing a miracle at dawn,
as she cried out in joy and held her baby in trembling arms
but shed many sweet tears hearing his laughter so loud;
oh, he couldn't see her mommy's face through his tiny eyes,
and it will be long before he'll will utter the first word, " Mom." 

Now that baby sleeps under the attentive look of his mom,
who's too young to become a mature woman;
many visions of this birth crossed her gleeful eyes
she dreamed of the very same words whispered at each dawn,
repeating them in her silly head as if they sounded too loud...
while cradling a pretty doll in her folded arms.

Will she be welcomed home by her parents opening their arms?
Will they reprimand her and not consider her a legal mom?
Perhaps they will not be angry and speak not so loud:
girls are supposed to be girls, not suddenly turn into woman...
So this innocent girl, deceived by a bad boy, must wake up at dawn
when her baby cries and feed him with scary, childish eyes?

Nights seem longer for her, trying to stay awake rubbing her eyes,
what she beheld in those exciting eyes, now it's a burden in her weary arms;
she remembers that pain was too unbearable, but joy more sublime at dawn...
how will she learn how to care for the infant by watching her mom?
She must have seen a nursery or read a book how to think like a real woman,
and can anyone imagine how she keeps that secret instead of revealing it loud?

She must gather enough courage inside to feed her baby who can't cry loud,
but for now she must carry that baby without sighs of distress into her bright eyes;
and her parents can see the changes making her a loving person already woman;
they may ask questions to why she has gained weight and holds dolls in her arms...
no, they aren't anticipating great news and in doubt, they await a splendid dawn.

Mother and daughter closely together amazed by the coming dawn,
any concealed secret can be easily spoken...somewhat joyful and loud;
they imagine the infant's futures will be part of grandma and mom!
Their reunited hearts come together to show love in their delighted eyes,
and they'll take turns feeding the new-born, tenderly lulling him in their arms;
what if forgiveness hadn't been there to deny her all of the joys of woman?

Would a mother deny her daughter compassion as a good woman?
Even God hurried dawn to offer that gift into her gracious, tender arms...
and those arms accepted it with the gentleness and kindness of mom.




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To My Angel Mother

I count my blessings everyday to have a mom like you.
You’ve always been there come what may, to lift my mood when blue.
You say that God sent me down as an angel just for you,
But really God let me choose, I swear to you that’s true.
I saw that we could always be there for one another,
And that’s why God sent me down I chose you for my mother.

I am the woman I am today because you raised me so,
You taught me well and helped me grow, and then you let me go.
You are my mother first of all, but now you’re my friend too.
I never strayed all that far, I like to stay close to you.

Our relationship is a special one I’m sure you would agree.
When I am needed I shall come, you can always count on me.
I know that you feel the same, I am always welcome home.
A warm embrace, a happy face no matter where I roam.

You mean so very much to me, you know that it is true.
I’d walk the very fires of hell, if that’s what I had to do,
To stay the ever loving daughter, and be best friends with you.


Details | Rhyme | |

mother nature, mother earth

Mother Nature, Mother Earth.

If Mother Earth stood in front of you what would you say? 
Sorry for taking your whales away,
 Sorry for cutting your forests to shreds, 
Sorry little animals for taking your beds, 
Sorry polar bears for melting your ice, having to swim further to save your own live, 
Sorry to all the fish in the sea, because its to hot you try to flee.
 Sorry for the birds and the bees, not many left on the all gone trees. 
Sorry for the nuclear plants, but man seems to think that he must advance. 
Sorry for the wars we cause, they certainly are not gods or yours.
 Sorry for the faith man has lost, your biggest creation is losing with cost.

 If you were Mother Earth and told these things, what would you say to me?
“SORRY, SORRY, SORRY”, is all you have to say,”
  You destroy everything which we have given you”.
 ” The animals are going have gone extinct,
 You kill the air you so precisely need,
 You fight each other and call it in the name of god, which god do you perceive,
 The one with love to all, for all, which he created,
 Or the one who fell from grace with hatred. 

I would look at her with glee
 Because the earth sounds like the second scenario to me.
 The next question I would ask
 Mother Nature are we going to last
. If everyone on the earth of today
 threw down their arms and started to pray
would  god hear our prays in just that day
mother nature would look at me 
and look around at the all gone trees 
then she would bend down on her green leafed knees
A tear in her sunlit eyes saying to me
“Sorry to late”.

What would you do if Mother Earth or Nature stood in front of you?


The End. 


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How Can We Hurt The Ones We Love

How Can We Hurt The Ones We Love?

How can we hurt the very ones that we love?
How can we easily neglect our God above?

It seems like I often heard about many victims
Many times, it’s from a loved one who’s been with them!

The hate and the anger that boils from deep within.
Often “boils over” toward our family and friends.

It’s the love of Christ that we need to find!
His love can totally cleanse our life and mind!

The hearts of many families are bruised and broken.
By the harshness of many of the words spoken.

If we would allow Jesus to rule and reign.
We’d have little reason to murmur or complain.

If we would yield our lives to the master’s will…
The emptiness and brokenness, he shall fulfill!

If we could allow ourselves to sit at Jesus’ feet…
He can make any family totally complete!

If we could just listen to what Christ has to say.
His words of life would brighten our day!

As a family…  Won’t you give HIM a chance?
And allow his love to change your circumstance!

Won’t you allow his spirit to bind you together?
You can experience his peace today and forever!

He can change your family throughout!
This is his will and what God is all about!

By Jim Pemberton


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A Red Rose for Mama

Her eyes of blue skies and skin of a pure pearl that shines so bright
And golden sunshine of hair that has her smile, always at heart.
In her dreams, a promise of tomorrow will bring much light,
And send a red rose for Mama, and a kiss to say "goodnight".

In times of sorrows, I am her second daughter, who wishes her best,
For she has left her footprint on my heart, words can never be less.
As I wouldn't trade another, thou' I have known her to be kind,
When prayers to God that will give her peace, and strength in mind.

For a better tomorrow, we all love Mama and keep her comfort with you,
May you always be encouraged, may you ever hold on too!
As God holds you in his arms and wraps you with his shield of trust,
And words alone is different, than a red rose for Mama, filled with lust!


Details | I do not know? | |

God's Plan

All I can do is wonder. 
I'll never really know. 
OI'll never get to hug her, 
and she'll never see me grow.
When I wake up tommorrow, 
this nightmare won't be gone.
I'll never have what I took for granted, 
a chance to know my Mom. 

I know I shouldn't cry, 
because that won't bring her back.
It doesn't make up for the emptiness
or the love that I lack.
I'm almost grown up now.
I did it all by myself.
But I can't help but wish
I could be like everyone else.

I'm excluded from some "special bond"
and memories to be shared.
When all I ever asked for
was to have someone who cared.
The tearstains on my pillow
outnumber memories.
The only way I know her
is to see her in my dreams.

Daddy said she loved me,
but God called her home.
I don't know why he took her, 
the only Mom I'd ever known.
I guess he has a hidden plan, 
a reason I can't see.
I'm waiting for it to come together
and work out okay for me. 

I hope I'll understand some day
just what God has in mind. 
So no matter how much I miss my mother
I'll follow God's plan and be alright.


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Our Grandmother's Blessings

So many trials seem to be filled up with so much fear
So many ask, “Oh Dear Lord, what am I doing here”?

So many questions that I have come to know
If we just plant a seed, with water it will grow

I have a natural green thumb that now is wasting away
Along with a mind that does love to go out and play

Times I still ask, “How did this all came to be”
What was it that my wife was able to see in me?

She says that my heart was the most beautiful around
It still blows me away, for I clearly remember the sound

Her voice was so soft, her tone was so sweet
I was nothing less than pure evil upon two feet

Had been years since anything had took me by surprise
Ice cold is what the rest of the world had seen in my eyes

I looked at her smiled and laughed in my cold convict way
She smiled and said, “Why you want to be mean anyway”

I told her, “I reckon we are all born to just what we are”
She said, “So why are you a dope cook instead of a star”

That question stopped me right there dead in my tracks
I thought, “This girl is a looker but God she is whacked”

Last night her and I sat out underneath the moon
Two very blessed souls swinging in our sliver spoon

Just a little swing we built together out in our back yard
Place to just sit back and rest after a day long and hard

I once again ask her, how in the world could you ever know?
 “My Grandmother was preacher, I could see her in you soul”

Which led me to speak out my truth for I learned to not lie
"My grandmother was also in yours, answering the entire “Why”

Grandmothers we respected and held above all others 
Brought each of us together in the land born of lovers

Two Grandmother Spirits full of pure heavenly delight
Led their grandchildren into the valley born of the light

Now here we sit holding each other, each other high above
Because we share in the blessing of our Grandmothers love


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Toni and I had lost our Grandmothers before we had ever met
though I knew of hers because she was a very powerful lady
and a down home speak in tongues Pentecostal Preacher that
had great respect up in these parts. After all these years we 
confided in each other that we could see our grandmothers in
each others eyes. Thank you and God Bless, MJ


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My Parents

Every child has a parent and a story to be told, but not every child 
Has two parents, two parents of gold.

So unselfish, so giving, so much love never ending.
Always there for us, always in support of us,
Without any questions asked of us.

Down the road still living their lives for us.
They would never think of giving up on us.

We truly were blessed the day God gave them to us.
For his hand to mold, a parent worth gold,
Is a child's story that's rarely told.

For God has made them human that's a fact.
They fault, they sadden, they even sin in anger,
But, what my siblings and I have learned from our Mother and Father
Is no matter what, support one another.
For if one is falling, just be there to catch, without any questions asked.

Life is not perfect and we may not be our parent that our children see,
But, we'll make sure that they see gold supports their destiny.

Prevail, yes we will, because forever we behold not one, but two,
"Parents of Gold".       


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N/A

I was on the run from the sun. Unaware of the fact that WE ARE ALL ONE./ I'd forgotten 
where we all come from. And this pathetic writing fuels no purpose; an empty mode of 
expression...In and out are the same./ I learned that the day I came into this world. Out of 
one mother and into another. My mother earth. I thank god for my ability to give birth. To 
create a life worth living, I must get better at the art of giving.  And lose my war against 
thinking. For only in true surrender does freedom live,/ and in that place lies my ability to 
give/ WHOLEHEARTEDLY./ I must continue down the path that my first sacred breath started 
me./ The moment my heart started to beat, I became aware of this thing called "me"./ And 
when my brain formed,/ thoughts clouded the lense through which I see. And still here I be,/ 
a walking manifestation of the fact that god means FREE.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

My Dad

My Dad was Chicagoan.
He would light up a room just like my Mom. 
He loved to fish ! He loved his beer .
He also designed a Octagon home in the 70's 
Built custom by hand . I was very proud of Dad .

Alcohol hit our Family , a curse .
He left my Mom when I was 14 in Illinois.
To renew in California , leaving a trail of tears .
Meeting my step mom , my sisters age .
My 2 sisters they were accepted in her world . 

Not I , I looked too much Like Mom . Told this all my Life . 
She a petite Beauty , RN , real estate Broker .
I did not see why it was wrong to be like mom ?

I moved in with Dad, His new Wife , and 2 sisters 
eventually . All three women were competing for my Father .
I was kicked out at 16 yrs.

Years do pass , you try and accept people places and things .
At the end of Dads life , he was calling me once a week .
I ordered a Engraved Clock for the Fathers day coming.
This was a issue for the Wife and sisters , never invited to his new home , 2 Decades ~My little Brother & I , never wanted .

Dad passed suddenly one sad Spring Day . Not one word from his wife , all 3rd party,  how and when,  Dad Died . being denied the right to his address , even to say goodbye .
Not being able to send my engraved clock . 

 "Dad Passed " received call  from sister whom just stayed a week with me ,  I took her all around the sites here . "1st day I get call , you should come , 2nd Day after , Dad's been cremated already . " It was a lie.

I went anyway , finding the funeral home, the Funeral Director was appalled at the denial displayed.

He insisted I was given 10 minutes alone with Dad , my Birthright to say Goodbye , he was in dismay over the Hostility towards a daughter ~

I get to this room of mean relative's. His sisters , Mine, angry looks , hearing from a Aunt "What is she doing Here ! " I can't give nor reason or rhyme. 

 Shame to you and all that participated that wicked day.
 Are you Glorified with Power?  Denied the right to grieve , 

 Left with no sane answers to give in hatred received by Blood . Some , just Spouses , telling me I had no right to Say Goodbye to my own Father , My DAD .

My Dad wanted me there , I know he did . I love Him and will never forget , his youngest girl whom looked like Mom . I know in my heart and dreams he speaks. 
 We all see when we leave . May God not allow any Son or Daughter to go through such Evil.

Thank-you Poetry Soup for returning my voice .


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Solipsist

Let the Deicide commence.

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart is beating out of your chest!
And you have slayed the ones whom would love you for anything less
Ready to consume the final fragments of innocence,
And for you there is no forgiveness,
On your knees pleading, screaming to a tyrant in the skies;
The father of lies.

I will never be enslaved in your superiority
The people agree: jaded of your false dichotomies.
Know: I will be whomever nature intends to be
Apollo and I will share our dreams,
and you will be forced to see
your failure!

I know who you are...
Readily the first to present your scars
Chained by some despot or mental czar
An emotional homunculus in your mind, behind bars
Reluctant to escape - even when proven fake
Your demented mind - depths no one will penetrate!
 
...And you see me suffering
Not caring of any casualties
Just as long you recieve your safeguard of sympathy
So very wary of the masses and their Anarchy; Liberious ways

Solipsist - Is there no one you can see?
Even if she was presented burning?
Solipsist - Is there no one you can believe?
Even if Sophia was screaming?
Solipsist - Know you have killed and abused me
Imprisoned in your own  personal reality 




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We Are There With You

You do not stand alone in your Battle
Your battle is our Battle
We may not be there in body
But we are there with you in Spirit

We are there in every beat of your Heart
In every whisper of the wind
In every thought and every touch
Every breath and every sound
We are there with you

You are wrapped in an Endless chain of Love
In every link we each send you a part of us
We send you some of our Strength
Some of our will to Fight
Some of our Courage
The most important of them all
We send you all of our Love

If you feel you need more
Just give that Endless chain a little tug
And we'll be there
Tug til you need us no more
Then we'll know you've gone Home
 


______________________________________________________________________
5/09/2014 Dedicated to my Aunt Nini, Wilma Thomas Gamble for Mother's Day. Sadly she lost her Battle w/ Stage 4 Pancreatic Cancer on 5/30/2014.


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BABY

written 28th oct 2012

You were never seen by us, that privilege sadly was not for us 
  an extravagance we were overwhelmed by, the thought of your embrace  
The entire twelve weeks you were a joy to have known, even 'without' being seen 
 hearing about you're arrival, was a blessing at the time you were conceived
For life hadn't been easy and we had all asked God, we even plea'd 

We wait upon the day, you will finally meet us 
 having the honour to love and learn with you, saddly not for us
It brakes my heart as you part, you had already embeded love into my heart
 Just knowing we will now...forever be kept apart

God has other plans for your love that's so strong, blessing us from the start
 we continually pray, maybe he'll deside to let you stay around
But the intense pain of tears and loss, are constantly falling all around
 just let it be known, we all desperately wanted you to become part of us
 
We all will love you for eternity, you are now forever one of us,
 although it was only for a very slight second, it was better than never
You are from this day on, embedded into our hearts forever...
   the impact you have left 'unborn young one'' my beloved grandchild....
                                  "Angel" 2012


Details | I do not know? | |

WHO AM I BY NAME ALONE

written 10th Aug 2013



I am God's child, first and forever
I am known by many different titles, a daughter
I am a wife
I am a mother
I am a grandmother
I am a poet
I am by several ways, known as a sister
I am an acquaintance
I am a loyal friend
I am a stranger
I am a cousin
I am an Auntie
I am a niece
But who is this person, they all call "Denise?"

She is a child to God
She is a niece
She is a cousin
She is a stranger
She is a loyal friend
She is an acquaintance
She is known to many, a sister
She is a poet
She is a grandmother
She is a mother
She is a wife
She is known as a daughter to many
She is everything, she'd ever dreamed her life to be....
She is happier than she ever imagined possible
SHE IS "DENISE"


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A MOTHER'S LOVE

A mother's love is so strong it has to come from above, for it takes a special 
Heart to do what she can do.

A mother's love is so deep when she cries out the whole world should weep.

A mother can go through so much pain and still remain sain.

A mother can bear children come home from the hospital, cook, wash, take 
Care of her child, kiss her husband and still wear a smile.

A mother has compassion and feeling that are so strong she can even tell 
When something is wrong.

A mother is a single mother who is struggling to carry both roles, we give 
You a "shout" out because that's a heavy load.

A mother is a grandmother who is still moving strong, she continues to love, 
Nurture, and care for the young.

A mother is so many special things that god created wrapped up into one.

So " remember" to show her love all the time, and tell her what a fine job she 
Has done!


Happy mother's day to all the mother's out there and may god continue to 
Bless you all!


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Don't Leave Me

I can't imagine being alive without you
I can't imagine what it will be like when your gone
I don't know what I'll become without you
Maybe I'll just run
Run away from everything and leave everyone behind
Maybe I'll find a way to be close to you
Because I won't believe you died 
My heart will ache so much more 
Tears will always run
My eyes will hold the wisdom 
That you bestowed upon me young
And my recklessness will be noticeable
People will wonder why
Why am I running when the person I needed most died
How can I face my life when I can't do anything right
I won't believe you have gone away
When God decides to take you
I'll still come by your house and always expect an answer
I Love You Gamma
You Taught Me About My Heritage  
Please Remember Me When God Takes You
Please Guide Me In the Right Way


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The number the brand

When I met her , a very old lady she was , yet inside lay a frightened child .
I felt my heart cry , I felt as if I was touching history itself , as I made this older lady, child,  chai .

I remember the day , and so many tears I have cried
I have cried before she and I met 
As a child , so many tears, left confused inside .

Not understanding Why , and how could we stand by and live our lives as if this never happened ?

It happened , we are left in dismay of the movies seen the accounts taken of History 
My self ..I have caught stereotyping the very people whom did this to she , the rest of her Family erased .


The white candles we light , we try and forgive , or just simply block this pain out completely.

It occurs , over and over , as it has been said History will repeat .
When thinking of my children , when I think of that little girl losing ,  cold and scarred , feeling only defeat .

There is a lesson here and I pray , that all whom have been taken from life , have no pain and are gifted spirits throughout eternity . May they be warmed with love,  and reunited with the ones they lost .

The first time I met her , her old hand I took and warmed it with mine , I held it for a long time . 
You could not,  but notice ..the Evil imprinted on skin , the Evil only to remind.
This very old Soul , in her eyes you could see . 
The child that once lived , so innocently free, not aware yet,  of the Hostility .

I speak of a Little girl, I speak of a old woman , I speak of a Jewish,  chosen Religion.

There as I held her frail , old hand  , a brand , a number stamped in Evil a long time ago .   In 1945  , once in our distant, yet Frightening  past . 

We should never forget , never forget it happened , never forget all the names .
If we do , we have learned nothing , A World living in Shame .
                                " Etta Babooshka Kofman  "


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In Loving Memory Of My Grandma

 Hold your head up, Grandma would say
 and let me pull your hair from your face.
 Stand up tall and properly, for a lady
 it should look as though it comes naturally.

 Oh Grandma, I would say. I just want to go
 and with the boys play. I want to fish and 
 shoot marbles too and maybe some baseball,
 if Bobby doesn't come too.
 
 Who is Bobby, she said. Just a boy who doesn't 
 like girls who with their brothers hang. 
 Well maybe Bobby is right and a lovely girl
 such as you, shouldn't be talking such slang.

 I long to be where the boys are for they have
 so much fun, it beats cooking and knitting
 silly hats and gloves. Give it time and you
 will see, she said, that being a lady is what
 God has meant for you to be.

 I would lay awake each night as I grew and I
 dreamed of the places my brothers seen
 and Bobby too. I always knew when they were
 to return home for most often it was when the
 cherry blossoms scented the lawn.

 Then there came that Spring day when all of them
 came home late, but all I could see was
 Bobby standing at gate.
 My heart did flutter and my cheeks, I knew were
 flushed. I never knew I had also missed Bobby
 just as much.

 It has been 4 years now and I still wear Bobby's ring and
 two beautiful children that in cherry blossoms we play.
 I often think back to what Grandma said and I understand
 now every word that still echo's in my head . 
 I think Grandma's have an inside tip
 for she already knew the plan, before I did.

 I will always love you Grandma.
 


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Mommy Why

 Molested the first fifteen years of my life. My mother remained silent the whole time. As the molesting continued all those years. Forced to live a pretend life all my childhood. Beaten and punished every other day. For no reason other than being a child. After all this I figured I was a unwanted child. My mother couldn't love me abusing me. She brought me fancy expensive clothes every year. To cover up all her verbal, mental, and physical abuse. She tried to hide me from people, family and friends. So that they wouldn't see the embarrassing scars and bruises. Sometimes so bad I couldn't even go to school the next day. Or I would get into fights or act rude to get a suspension notice. That would have allowed my body to heal. One time I even tried to get ex-spelled. However, it didn't work. I only came home to more beatings. Her boyfriend watched and help hold me down on the floor as she would beat, and beat, and beat. Maybe this gave him a idea that it was ok to abuse me. Being that my mother was already doing it. Yeah! From the outside looking in my childhood was perfect. Every child wanted my seat. Name-brand clothes, shoes, computers, and almost every toy in the Jc Penny catalog. From the inside looking out I was screaming to get out. Scared, alone, abused, and still a child. So there was nothing I could do. I had no brothers or sisters at the time. All my family wouldn't believe me.No! Not him they would say, and did say at age fifteen I started getting older, and more developed. I had to put a stop to this. So after talking to some school friends. I decided to talk to my mother about what was going on.  So later on that night I called my mother in to talk to her. I had told her what had been going on. while she was a work, and out late shopping. She in return asked me  to draw a picture of his *****. As if she didn't believe me on the spot. What! I thought to myself. How could she ask me a thing like that? After one hour she finally called the police. I was brung in also for video questioning. I told them what had been going on  in the house while my mother was away. The police in return asked me "what took so long for me to tell" I replied" I was scared, alone, and threatened. I had no one in the house to protect me. From my mothers abusive ways. I thought people would tease me." The next question was to my mother.  The police asked "How could you live in the same house, and not know that your child was being raped?" My mother sat quietly and had no answer. So she got charged with neglect. My mother's boyfriend got charged with child molestation, and a few other things. I can't remember them all. After all that I was still scared, but finally free. Free to be a kid again.
    Awh, hell the relationship between my mother and I went down the drain. After trial  she hated me even more. Every day she was threatening to kick me out of the house. I was only sixteen so she couldn't just kick me out. Yet! She even got so angry at times. She went as far as not letting me communicate with my newborn brother.  She even told people to keep him away from me. That hurt me so bad everyday. I prayed to God everyday to soften my mother's heart, but it never happened. When I turned eighteen she finally kicked me out the house for real. With no place to go, no money , and no food to eat.  I ended up living with family and friends until she let me back in. I don't know why, but I thought things had changed. About a week after moving she called the police and told them that I was prostituting. Which was a lie. Thank God I didn't spend time in jail. Due to her lies and deceit. I never thought I would have to leave my own mother alone. However, after that incident that was my final decision. Sporadically I call her to hear her voice, and check on my brother. Unfortunately she never answers the phone. Her guilt for abusing me won't let her answer the phone.
    I moved to Albany, NY for a fresh start. A new beginning! There I met  more friends, moved into a brand new apartment, and fell in love. I wasn't expecting to fall in love, but I did. With a adorable, hot, and sexy Italian guy. For the first time my life was great, and I was happy. I even tried some plus size modeling, nursing, and I started self-publishing my writings. I was accomplishing things that my mother never encouraged me to do.
 After about four years I started feeling homesick . So I came back to Virginia. Wow! What destruction was happening. My whole  family fell apart. Nothing or nobody were the same. They all became police property. That was a sign to continue to stay away from them. Continue my happy life. Continue self-publishing my stories. Praying to God everyday. that I remain successful. This is a true story. Unfortunately it happened to me. From a mother who brung me in this world. Only to use and abuse me my whole entire childhood. Then pretend that nothings even going on.


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I pray for mother

   I pray for mother 
 
	Mother!	
You could have stayed
Forever was my longing
Oh mother!
Does it really have to be you?
Mothers are too special to lose

You gave me life mother
You raised me into a man I am today
I will forever be grateful to you
Out of nothing, you gave me food
Out of nothing, you clothed me
Out of nothing, you sent me to school
Oh mother!
You were the best


In your shadow I had shade
You called me Father.
For I carried grandfather’s name
Now I understand how special I was to you
You felt grandfather in me
Who will ever call me that again?
I forbid my thoughts to go deep
For the deeper it goes, the deeper it hurts

I can still hear your voice mother
I can still see you in my dreams
You left without saying good-bye,
Were you mad at me mother?
Deep in my heart, you will always have a home
My sisters and brothers are heartbroken
They are all grown up 
But they still need you Mother

Do you still remember your grandchildren?
The youngest is not yet a year old
She will never see your beautiful smile mother
You could have waited
So she does something for you
Fetch water or call you grandmother	

We all miss you mother
It’s hard to know you are never coming back
One after another
We will join you mother
We are not afraid of death any more
For we have a place with you
God almighty will meet us someday
Then I will see you for myself again
We will talk and laugh
Just like we used too

Now you live in a far away land
We can’t change that, not even God almighty
I will teach my heart to live without you mother
Though it is hard
I will learn to miss you
I will learn to live without you
But I will never forget you
It’s the body I will never see


Your time is gone Mother
Now you live in a new world
There you will never grow old
There you will never die
I have peace in my heart
For I am reconciled by God’s mercy
My father in heaven comforted me
Now I know you are happy there
The pain I felt
The pain that tortured me
Will never torment me again
You departed with all my tears
With all my strength
With all my hope
And with all my faith
But God gave me a thousand reasons to smile
In am now back on track

Rest in peace dear mother,
It was the will of God
Who am I to question him?
I never did when you were given to me
And somehow I knew this day will come
Let his name be exalted
We meet again Mother
This I know.


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THE EARTH

I can not help but wonder
When God created the earth
How did He think of all the things
It takes to make it work

I know God is God
And He knows all things
But the things I've been a witness to
How do they work I mean

The lava boils deep in the earth
Why does it need to leave
And when it does break through the crust
It becomes a volcano to us

It has destroyed all in its path
What of the hole it leaves behind
The cavity eventually caves in
And then the mountains do begin

Mean while the surface heals itself
The wind and rain step in
The soils that are blown and washed in
Help heal the scars again

What of the ash from the volcano
As it infiltrates the air
As it settles it brings death
Such as ASH FALL in Nebraska 
Where the rhino's met their end

And what of the earth quakes
As the earth seems to shake in pain
The cracks that they leave behind
Form gullies and ravines

The oil, the gas, the silver, the gold
The floods, the tornados, the drouths, the cold
Fires caused by lightenings sting
Are all under Mother Natures wing

The animals before man's time
Lived and died as was designed
And still the earth went on and on
And healed it self from dusk to dawn

And now that man is here
It has to work harder
It is there to heal the wounds
That man seems to father

Then we have the food chain
Land and water both provide
And if man doesn't watch his step
Fathom waits outside

Now and then it does rebel
It gets the upper hand
Tornados, blizzards, hurricanes
Volcanos and desert sand

The scars the wars do leave
Mother Nature does her best
If only we'd learn to live in peace
She could take a rest

And all the stupid things man does
Like building homes along a high cliff
Then when Mother Nature does her thing
Bet you can guess who takes the blame

The heavens, the earth were made by God, 
And for eons they did survive
Then God created man, 
If they don't work side by side
Neither of them will abide

I guess I answered my own question
I just had to use my brain
Thank You God for all Your help
I hope it's not in vain


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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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A Very Inviting Temptation

A Very Inviting Temptation! I remember of a particular situation. I was offered a very "inviting" temptation. The situation I was in... I didn't belong! And lost any sense of "right and wrong." At first... I felt no guilt or shame. And brought embarrassment to my family's name. I tried to explain this to my wife and kids. I heard; "Dad... please... no more fibs!" The Godly principles were "tossed to the side," As the sin inside caused arrogance and pride. Soon, all in my life that truly mattered... Was gone! My life was empty and shattered! I was sorry for all of the problems I caused! This time... I took a moment to pause. I cried to God to rescue me from my sin. I confessed! Would God help me once again? I read in the Bible of Jesus’ grace and love! This time the help I needed had to come from above! I asked him for a fresh and brand new start. He removed the stain from a broken heart. He restored to me the joy I once had. I'm so blessed! Jesus has made me glad! Jesus is the reason I'm here today! I LOVE HIM more than words can say! By Jim Pemberton


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A mothers betrayal

Was I planned when you conceived?
Its something I would like to believe
But the truth is so blatantly clear
You didn,t  really want me here

A burden to you from the day I was born
A mother and child bond was never formed
My father God bless his heart
Became mother and father from the start

It was not long before you upped and left
Running away from your responsabiltys is what you did best
To live a carefree life with no ties
Drinking and partying until sunrise

Five times,five children,five lives you destroyed
But in your mind we were all void
Why does God allow people like you to conceive
When so many childless couples would love to achieve

Having five children all healthy and well
But not you everyone around you could tell
A moment of fun is all you wanted to feel
Having children was not part of the deal

A mother is a name that should be earned
But this will never be the case where you are concerned
You didn,t really want any of us
All you were interested in was lust


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My Princess Growing

Started off so small
Growing so tall
Put Smiles on my face
In my head its Amazing
Grace
Hoping you won't be a static
Changing in every great way 
Its because my princess growing into
A queen

My queen you give me hope
and pride
Dignity and self efficiency you
will be someone Great I owe
it to GOD he gave me a princess 
growing into A queen
You are my light shining when 
I'm in the dark 
You make me not 
want a father not need one
I got you my princess
Growing into A queen

I'm going to raise you right
Tell you everyday how beautiful
you are 
You don't need to hear it from a 
man 
You are my princess growing
Into a queen thanking you for
Giving me hope and pride to
Succeed 

What would I do if
I lost you, God forbid
that come true
Your my life when
there is no hope
You give me strength when 
There is no time
Princess don't worry you won't 
Lose me to drugs,prostitution
Addiction and Eviction 
I'm here to stay 
Because my princess
Growing into a Queen
I will make Great decisions 

Mianna you are my Princess 
Growing Into A Queen
 


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Will We Know Him

Will We Know Him?

Will we know Him if He stood in front of us?
If He walked by us on the street?
Will we know Him?
If we have a chance to meet Him in our  lifetime?
In that split second that we meet Him?
Our eyes met for the first time?
Will we know Him?
Yes reading the moment we stood side by side?
Our smiles are very clear
Our heart jumps around
Yes we do know Him?
That look, and that feeling
When we know we've found our home
Yes we do know Him
Yes we know what to say to Him
As we walk away together
Yes we know Him as He knows us His children
We are finally together

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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No Job Can't Pay the Bills TRY JESUS


Here I sit, uncertain of what lies ahead.
I’m still wondering how my family will be fed.

I once had a job that provided a sense of “security.”
Now I don’t…  And I have a lot of uncertainty!

I have unpaid bills, and I’m not sure what to do.
I’ve asked for help.  But not sure who to turn to!

I get discouraged, and feel life “pulling me down.”
I’ve tried just about every job that’s in town.

The dreams I had, have been shattered and smashed.
At times, I feel like I’m just “a piece of trash.”

My wife tried to support me, the best that she can.
But she doesn’t know me…  Or even understands!

Dear Jesus…  You’re the only left that I haven’t tried.
There’s been many nights I laid awake and cried!

I read in the Bible, where your love for me is real!
When I call on your name...  There’s a love I can feel!

Whatever happens, please help me Lord, to trust you!
Whatever tomorrow holds, may I still love you!

I know that you’re a foundation, that I can stand on!
Jesus is a friend!  That I can always depend on!

Jesus, if I lose everything that I have or that I hold on to...
My I always remember your faithfulness
 and never forget you!

Here I stand… With my burdens lifted from me!
It’s because of Jesus!  And how much he loves me!

I praise HIS name!  And lift my hands to the sky!
He’s in control now!  I don’t have to ask the reason why!

Jesus…  Please take control of my worries and desires!
Above all of my problems, I lift your name up higher!

By Jim Pemberton


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Daddys Coming Home

My Daddy’s coming home, he promised Mom and me
He told us not to worry; he was safe as he could be
He’ll wear his vest and helmet and stay out of the crowd
My Daddy’s in the Army and he serves his country proud
It’s just another tour he said like the ones before
My Daddy’s coming home some day but today he is at war

We didn’t hear from Daddy, though he said he’d call each day
My Mommy said don’t worry but let’s kneel down and pray
We thank God for our Daddy and to keep him safe and warm
Like he did the last time and back in Desert Storm
We tell God that we love him and that all we’re praying for
Is Daddy coming someday but today he is at war

We haven’t heard from Daddy; it seems for quite a while
We still kneel down and pray for him but Mommy’s lost her smile
Friends keep coming over and they pray with her too
My Mommy looks so tired and sad; I don’t know what to do
Today my Mom was crying when she hung up the phone
She said that was the Army and their sending Daddy home

I said let’s pray for Daddy and knelt down by her side
She didn’t help me with the words; she just knelt down and cried
I knew something had happened but I was scared to ask
I asked God to take over; he handles all those tasks
Then I got this funny feeling, my Daddy’s not alone
He’s with some fallen soldiers and God’s bringing them back home

My Daddy’s going home today like he promised Mom and me
Home to be with Jesus for all eternity


With Memorial Day coming up, I thought I would share this with all of you.  IF you 
like this check out my poems - A Little Hill IN Arlington and MIA Hill


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Granny And Your last glass of water

He starts singing songs of Ireland and we are home in a jiffy
"What's a jiffy," my mother wonders
"Guess  where we went Granny?"
"I don't know but I have a feeling you are gonna tell me," answers my grandmother
"And Don't call me Granny!"
"We went to church so Poppy could ask secret questions."
"The priest gave Poppy a shot and a beer and Poppy sent me next store and he gave me money for  taffy."
"He told me not to tell anyone especially you about the priest cause it's only for the priests ears."
"He said God would take away taffy and I'd never get another goodie and God would strike me dead if I told."
"So I can't tell anyone."
"He did," and she starts yelling and grabs a weapon,"what kind of idiot would be scaring a little child?"
Granny is standing on  Poppy's toes and and asking him questions of where he'd been and getting a sniff of his breath
"So what did you tell  the priest and him giving you consolation and a shot and beer."
"That little rat ," and thinks about the money for candy
Later, Granny is chasing Poppy with that big iron frying pan and poppy running and singing
"In Heaven they have no beer, that's why we drink it here."
"You damn fool I'm gonna bust you in the head, "and throws the pan at his head
And later
Cousin Francis has bill collectors come to the house looking for him
Granny was four foot seven  inches and she starts kicking him in the shin
My Mother grabs his Dick Tracy hat and she jumps on it and flattens it
I ask my mom where I was when this happened and she pauses
" You were in Heaven Patrick waiting with your brother!"
The truancy officers bang on the door and want to know where Uncle Charles is
Granny shrugs and says, "He is upstairs and the sound of the window going up sounds
They all run upstairs and see Uncle sliding down the tree and running as fast as his
seven year legs can move
He comes home later that evening holding a goose under his arm
And Poppy has a soft-boiled goose egg for breakfast every morning
I ask Uncle what happened to that goose and He said,"one day he came home  and
they had chicken for dinner."
And Poppy was gone to heaven to get me and my brother ready Mom says
And Granny sits my brother and me on her lap and says,"you two knuckleheads listen up."
"This is very important so don't forget it."
"Treat people the way you want to be treated, because you never know who is going to hand you your last glass of water"


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What I Look For In A Home


I’m sure that home to many has a different meaning. It depends what kind of life they’ve been receiving. There are those with memories of hurt and pain. Some may not want to mention their families name. Others have childhood memories they are fond of. They may have a family that they’re proud of! I think that in many cases, home is not what people see. It has a lot of importance. Both to you and me! What home means to me is to have our family together. And ask the Lord to bless it, with his love forever! God gave me a wife and children to take care of. May I not do things that I’d be ashamed of! I invite YOU Jesus, to be the head of our home! May we come together as a family, around your throne! May our family serve one another as we should. May the truths of God’s word be applied and understood! May the Lord help us to get along, with our imperfections. May God’s word be our “road map,” for needed direction! There’s no perfect home. Believe me! I know it! When it comes to family time… We all need to show it! Unless the lord builds the home… They labor in vain that build it! Let’s seek God’s blessing! So his love can completely fill it! Please come Jesus! And fill our home today! May our home be honored by what we do and say! By Jim Pemberton


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America Is Being DESTROYED From Within

 

As sin and perversion often become integrated… So many lives and families are being “disintegrated.” Many are being driven by sin’s temptation force… It’s no wonder much of this country is way “off course.” The morality and values that once made a great nation. Are evaporating…. Leading to a “spiritual separation.” Love, honor, and respect of God… Is often a “thing of the past.” Anything of God seems to be disappearing FAST! God is our only hope! And him alone! Only he can bring healing to our broken homes! He’s the answer to this wounded nation, that bleeds! It’s only God that can meet all of our needs! He’s our provider… The great: “I am!” Won’t you reach out to him? And give him your hand? Why not give him a chance? And allow him in? A brand new life for you… Is waiting to begin! May we allow God’s holiness and love to reach down into our hearts… Asking; “Lord please forgive our sins!” Is a good place to start! By Jim Pemberton


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In The Rain

Written June 6, 2013


The preacher read the gospel
And we sank into our tears
Tearing down the curtain
We've been behind for all these years

A baby leaves its mother
An angel drops its wings
Leave me bound against the wall
Dangling by a string

Sitting by the window
Hoping she'll remember me
Sitting by the window
Contemplating memories

Resolve your inhibitions
And you'll find me in the garden
Where the flowers drink champagne
And God is in the rain


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As A Parent I Want My Kids to Serve God


As A Parent, I Want My Kids to Serve God! As a parent, I’m trying the best that I can…. Though there are things that I don’t understand! I remember my parents teaching me right and wrong. And taught that God’s laws certainly belong! I’ve tried to share these values with my kids too… The choices they’ve made, and the things they do! When situations in life, seem to have changed… I know that my heavenly father remains the same! I think about what in life, to my kids, I have given… And pray they’ll serve God all the days they’re livin’! Even though I’ve failed and stumbled along the way… I hope I’ve taught my kids how important it is to pray! This family that God gave to me, has grown over a period of time. I’m thankful for the opportunity to call them “mine.” I pray they’ll seek God’s guidance! Wherever they go! May the word of God strengthen and nourish their soul! And as my kids get older, and they move out on their own… May they seek God’s love and protection over their home! I pray that my children will give God their very best! May they serve him daily! And let him take care of the rest! I’m trying my best, as a parent, to trust Jesus and believe! His goodness, in our lives, is what we need to achieve! By Jim Pemberton


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How does that Lilly grow in this place?

In this valley were the sun did seem to shine all day and a lone coyote on a hilltop calls out 
for a mate. Were arid temperatures seemed to linger throughout the day and the skulls of 
the weakest of Mother Nature’s most defenseless litter this place and nature’s many 
scavengers’ feed off the last of their remains. With their forward set eyes which always seem 
to be in search of another easy meal to claim. As both the weak and the strong seek out 
shelter from the hot day’s sun, with shelter at a premium and each cool place to rest virtually 
non existence to those who sought out relief from the unforgiving rays of the hot sun beams 
burning down on their carcasses and brains. Some of them would even fight for those rare 
and few cool hiding spots, even if it meant to their death. This was Mother Nature’s attempted 
to bring balance and harmony to a place where only the strongest of God’s creations seem to 
thrive in this place. It was here that I found a single Lilly growing in this God forsaking place 
and it was then that I did realize? That our God had a purpose for us all in this world, even 
for that single Lilly that was growing there all alone in this place… It was Gods way of telling 
me that all things are possible even if we seem to be alone in this world. One was not a sign 
of the end, it’s really a sign that there is more to come and that is why the Lilly does grow 
there in the valley all alone in a place where there was once none.


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Three days Saved

It's been nine years, I have counted the tears-
  they have made trails of guilt
  worried into my heart 
  then filled with loneliness and bitter despair
but by your grace I have been shown...

For the first time, in these nine years, I have not wept
  nor held a vigil to honor our grief
though the loss still burns, this time it is transformed

Peace from your love still reaches through death
  and through your eternal love I am reborn
  
 It is Good Friday. 
When God took your spirit home
  and left me dying to know,
  how to love him for his sacrifice
  when he asked me to give up you?
How do I heal this death and rise with you in his arms?

Through your love I was born, and in your arms I grew
 and it has been your love the kept me whole
 that taught me how to be reborn
    for even though your body has gone
    your words lost in the wind and breath no more
The essence of grace and strength you lived
- it grows still in your daughter soul

My being and existence came from your womb
  my heart and mind shaped by your enlightenment
I have lived a life you gave me and for once
   I live it in pride to honor your sacrifice
your words giving me the guidance I'd lost nine years ago.

Alas, I've come to know, that as you died
  and went home with our Lord, you saved me from my death
not in your dying, my grief and love can attest,
    but in your living strength and loving example
       you showed me how to live a life
             open to our Father's gift

We knew it would not wait, but the parting was too fast.
I sat in thought three days before your sleep and asked,
"In three days time my savior died, I wonder hence
   what of my soul will rise with his?"

And now sitting Easter morning, 
  holding my sons candy-filled basket,
I realized Three days passed.

  He took you home Friday morn, but left me love,
that eternal love that never dies
whose comfort is unending

I honor your love by giving it to my children
         and Easter morning I felt your hug, your kiss, and knew 
                                 you have never left me
.
Though God took you home Mom
I know you have never left me
for as our Savior died and rose
you too still live in my heart, 
showing me proof our Father's blessings

    because you, my love, are my soul and all ready there
there fore I am strong enough to give this pain up 
       to honor his sacrifice and transcend,
           to be humbled by the grace and mercy
          that could forgive such lost lambs as I


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Jesus My Life Is One HUGE Embarrassment


For many years... My life has been an embarrassment! Filled with hopelessness and discouragement! Many things I thought I had enjoyed... Have left in me... A large and empty void! Many nights, I would cry myself to sleep. Knowing the hole my life was in, was very, very deep. Then one day, I called out to God! I wasn’t sure if he’d listen! My family, my old church, I was now missin'. My family prayed for me for so many years. I often brought them embarrassment and tears. God... I tried everything else... I want to come back to you! I need you now Jesus! I really do! Please come into my heart, and cleanse me within! Set me free from all addictions and sin! I know that you will never let go of my hand. My whole life, on your word, I shall now stand. Only you can satisfy the emptiness in my soul! I am now complete, satisfied, and made whole! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Grandmother's Spotted Tablecloth

Grandmother's spotted tablecloth has withstood all the town gossip
and ancestral judgment calls, casually, as it may rest on her mahogany table,
It has been the subject of numerous fables,

An unexpected gift handed down from generation, Granny's affinity to its unusual
colors, patterns and intricacy of art, has made the item one of her favorite parts of the day,

The way it deflects the morning sun light, as the clouds play peek-a-boo,

Oh, the elders may quarrel and have their say about Granny's eccentric ways
and loyalty to a flimsy piece of material, but, only she understands the complicated
serial numbers woven in the much talked about tapestry,

To her, it is more than an adornment for her lightly scarred , antique table,

It is her reason for believing that God truly exists.......


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~To Be A Mother Is A Gift~

There are times when I feel I don't have all the answers and I 
Often have to ask God to give me the wisdom and understanding

Because being a mother, I don't always know what to do
Every day is a learning process, But I am eager and

Always

Motivated to be the best mother I can be, I am
Overwhelmed at times but still so very
Thankful to God for blessing me with such a gift
Honored to be not only a mother but a friend
Ecstatic in watching my daughter grow and 
Realizing that I was chosen to guide and nurture her

Is truly an amazing and overwhelming feeling
Since I had lost my first child, I'm still haunted

At the thought of who she or he would have been but

God has given me a second chance and I am so grateful
I get to wake up each day staring into her beautiful face
Fighting back the tears of happiness she has graced me with 
Thinking to myself, I love her more than anything


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War Time Mother

Intro: "I shall be telling this with a sigh" Robert Frost "The Road Less Travelled" She did not raise her child for war, This precious gift from God above. She tried to show him how to live With loose held reins of mother love. Faith and loyalty and trust In God , country and fellow man, Were thing she wanted him to know. She tried hard as a mother can. This sturdy lad grew proud and strong Becoming all she could desire. He answered to his country’s call; The one she’d taught him to admire. And now she lives in fear and dread; Worry near too much to bear, On bended knee releases him To God and beloved country’s care. By: Joyce Johnson 10-07/11 For Constance's contest "Give Me A Kiss, Mommy"


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I Pray You're in Heaven

I never really told you how much I love you In fact, I waited way too long Time was an enemy; you were up there in years And naturally, you had to move on When I was a child, I thought you a monster I often times wished you away When voices got loud and that darkness set in In that moment, I’d cry and I’d pray I prayed you to Hell; didn’t know better Hoped God was listening that day But, I had grown up and witnessed your change Which prompted me too late to say I pray you’re in Heaven Instead of in Hell God loves you as He loves me, too I was a young child So scared of you, then If you hear me, please know this as true Hell is the place Where I would remain If angels had you under wing I’d suffer the fires Being happy there, too To know that God let you in I’m sorry I waited and now with regrets I hope you can hear me this day May you be looking and down from the clouds From up there in Heaven, I pray Your sin was your struggle, the bottle had won And I, I just couldn’t see That despite all the yelling and fear that I had You were still the best mother to me I pray you’re in Heaven Instead of in Hell God loves you as He loves me, too I was a young child So scared of you, then If you hear me, please know I love you


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ETERNAL GRATITUDE

ETERNAL GRATITUDE

(Dedicated to the memory of my parents*)



My beloved parents,

Humbly,
Before the altar of your memory I kneel
Wishing this little “poem” of mine to offer
A down payment of my eternal gratitude
For bringing me to life

Undeniably difficult it is for me
All you have done for me to name
So, only to a few of your actions I will refer
Forgive me for having only that to say

Worth mentioning, you would agree, 
Are the things both of you have shown: 
Your heroism, your suffering, your selfless sacrifice
For up to bring the family and to keep all of us alive    

The nights, I remember vividly, you passed 
Standing at my side, trying to help me as you could
When the threshold of death I approached 
Thrice, ready for the dark oblivion to fly 

Also the days when both of you valliantly
Struggled a slice of bread to find,
To feed all the six of us
To help us to survive

Your health, your youth, your leisure
Both of you, did, for us surrender
Leaving thus this ephemeral world
Just in your early forties

Your anguish only to imagine I can 
How alone we would survive
For all the six of us children were
From three and up fifteen 

Your souls now aware are 
That orphans are by GOD adopted
Each having nothing more to fear
For are by HIM PROTECTED

In peace let your souls rest
Close to our divine FATHER
For your children, children have
And they, in their turn, have children!


© Demetrios Trifiatis
   09 February 2013


* I come from a very poor family of eight. Two died when infant, the other six have survived and live in four different continents: Europe, Asia, America, Oceania, having children and grandchildren. Thus my mother’s Wish to have many children so they spread out and “Occupy” the whole world, has been  materialized in the most part! Thank GOD for granting my mother her Wish! Myself have lived, studied and taught in Canada for eighteen years. Members of my family live there and they have children and grandchildren.   


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I Knew Someone Who Wanted to End It All

I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to “End It All!” I knew of someone who just wanted “to end it.” Giving up on life, and did not want to “defend it.” It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation. He said what he wanted to, with no explanation! I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes! What he was going to do next, was anyone’s surprise. He turned to drugs and encountered addictions. With this brought much disease and afflictions! He gave up on the wonderful family that was given. And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin’! I told him about a God who loves him very deeply. As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary. I reached for his hand and began to pray for God’s power! It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour! The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body! He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody! The “end” that he wanted, seemed to just fade away! For the son of the living God, changed him this day! The glory of God, and the power of Jesus’ resurrection… Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction! He’s so thankful for the blood of Christ’ atonement! And is a different person now, because of that moment! This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU! Through the problems of life… He will see you through! By Jim Pemberton


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A Mother's Covenant

A Mother’s covenant with her creator
Spoken in depths of breathless silence
Bids her bear and nurture fruits
Each with free will and a given purpose
Assuring the existence of our race
Each comes with a gift to benefit the whole
Each a member of God’s body here below
His spirit imparted; a blessing, each one is
Sent to a world groaning, longing for peace

Mothers are special; vessels of His providence
Honor for self-sacrifice; honor for their pan
A Mother by natural birth or by an adoption
Glory in your humble station
Teach the basic truths
Expose the layers of lies 
Shed the meaningless disguise
Realize the power within your grasp
Help make our world a better place.

HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY!
5/12/13
~*~


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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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the homeless two

                    
Two children walking down the street.
Seven or eight years old, the most that they could be.
Looking through the garbage for something to eat.
They found a half eaten hamburger that was thrown away
This treat would make their day.
They broke it in half , and together they ate
But they had to hurry for it was getting late.
Sooner older kids would be around and they
Knew that they would have to scramble and fight
For every morsel and every bite.
They hurried through the garbage 
to see what else they could find.
Then they would have to run and hide.
The older kids would always bully the young
For on the streets this is how it is done.
They found a cup which still had soda and ice
And a small bags of fries
and with that they could get by.

They ran to an abandoned building where they slept
This is where they sat and wept
On a dirty torn mattress, and rags to use as a pillow.
And the sounds of rats in the rafters.
They huddled next to each other, and they began to pray.
This is what their mother showed them before she passed away.
They didn’t have any relatives that they knew of
But they prayed to the one above
For his guidance and his love.
Oh GOD ! We are your children, why do we suffer so?
My sister and I have done nothing wrong.
This is not where we belong.
Mom told us that you watch over all your children
And all we see is poverty and misery.
The older children know how to survive
But we are younger, and we’ll continue to try.
I saw a church just the other day
Which isn’t too far away.
Children playing and having fun
In the sprinklers and away from the sun.
Why can’t we be there?
Maybe some of the toys with us they could share.
This is my prayer for my sister and I
On these streets we do not want to die.

Their prayer had been answered on the same day
When a preacher who had been passing by that way.
 He took them in and Fed them, cleansed them
 and gave them clothes to wear 
And with the other children some toys to share

The brother and sister went to the church
And got down on their knees , and thanked
Their mother who had given them hope
When there was none to be found.
And for telling them that GOD is always near
And listens to every word and every prayer.

HOPE IS THE KEY IF YOU WANT TO BE FREE.


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REST IN PEACE MUM ANN BROWN 18 AUG 2011

MUM ...

WHERE DO I START? I DON'T THINK THERE IS WORDS , TO EXPLAIN HOW I AM 


FEELING ABOUT THE LOSS OF YOU... BUT I WILL USE ALL THE STRENGTH YOU HAVE 


GIVEN TO ME , SO I CAN GET THESE FINAL WORDS OUT THE GUILT , SADNESS AND 

REGRET  FROM NOT SEEING YOU LIKE I WANTED TO  SO ****ING MUCH ,

 THEN THE PAIN OF NOT HAVING  A CHANCE TO SAY "GOODBYE" TO THE MOST 

BEAUTIFUL MOTHER COULD WANT, AND YES MUM I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUTO HOLD 

YOUR HAND, TO SEE YOU SMILE , TO HEAR YOUR VOICE, WOULD MAKE MY LIFE MORE 

WORTHWHILE. YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO LIVE, BUT YOU NEVER TAUGHT ME HOW TO 

LIVE WITHOUT YOU I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH MUM, BUT THE LOVE IN MY HEART FOR YOU , WILL MAKE SURE 

YOUR LIFE , LOVE , WARMTH AND TOUCH , WILL LIVE ON FOREVER , 

IN ME I KNOW THAT YOU CHANGED ME , JUST FROM YOUR 

PRESENCE...THATS'S HOW STRONG YOU WERE MUM I KNOW YOU HAVEN'T LEFT ME , 

FOR THE LOVE IN MY HEART REMAINS , YOU WILL NEVER HAVE TO SUFFER AND YOUR 

BODY WILL FEEL NO PAIN...... GOD TOOK YOUR HAND , AND MADE US PART , HE CLOSED 

YOUR EYES , AND BROKE MY HEART ....FOR ALL THE TIMES WE HAVE BEEN TOGETHER,

I WILL NEVER FORGET YOUR FACE.

THERE IS NO MOTHER ANYWHERE LIKE YOU,

NO ONE COULD TAKE YOUR PLACE.

IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN YOU WERE LEAVING,

I GUESS I EXPECTED YOU TO FOREVER LAST,

ALL OF THE DREAMS OF US IN THE FUTURE,

ARE NOW BUT MEMORIES OF THE PAST.

GOD TAPPED YOU ON THE SHOULDER,

HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNEW,

THAT YOU WERE GOING WITH HIM,

TO THE SKY SO BEAUTIFUL BLUE.

ALTHOUGH I MAY NEVER SEE YOU MUM,

ARJAY WILL BE BY YOUR SIDE,

HE'S GONNA HOLD YOUR HAND,

AND LEAD THE WAY,

FOR HE WILL BE YOUR GUIDE.....

I LOVE YOU MY MOTHER.....
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU UNDERSTAND, 
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU KNOW,
DON'T TELL ME THAT I WILL SURVIVE,
HOW I WILL SURELY GROW.
DON'T TELL ME THIS IS JUST A TEST,
THAT I AM TRULY BLESSED,
THAT I AM CHOSEN FOR THIS TASK,
APART FROM ALL THE REST.
DON'T COME AT ME WITH  ANSWERS THAT CAN ONLY COME FROM ME,
DON'T TELL ME HOW MY GRIEF WILL PASS,
THAT I WILL SOON BE FREE.
DON'T STAND IN PIOUS JUDGMENT OF THE BONDS I MUST UNTIE,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO SUFFER,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO CRY.
MY LIFE IS FILLED WITH SELFISHNESS,
MY PAIN IS ALL I SEE,
BUT I  NEED YOU,
I NEED YOU YOUR LOVE UNCONDITONALLY.
ACCEPCT ME IN MY UPS AND DOWNS,
I NEED SOMEONE TO SHARE,
JUST TO HOLD MY HAND AND LET ME CRY,
AND SAY, MY FRIEND I REALLY DO CARE
Mom you mean the world to me
It’s hard to live without you ,You were always by my side
Through thick and thin you helped me


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A Mother's Day Gift With The Virgin Of Medjugorje Intercession

Mothers Day Portugal 5/5/2013
Mary Blessed Mother I thank You for graced me with Life and allowing me with your tenderness and Fatherly nurture and care,
Splendorous Holy Spirit shinning through Your infinite glory and mercy,
Maternal intercession,
My Mother,
We,
Living image of Jesus, Living Holiness of the Creator whom we devote our Christian life in full measure and with eternal communion with The Blessed Trinity, 
We implore in this Mother's Day for Medjugorje to be soon among the splendour of your divine graces,
I beg you with my personal consecration the conversion of all sinners,  
AMEN.

Para a minha Mãe:
Conceição 
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!13
Feliz Dia da Mãe!


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To my mother Gomi Ba - WIN

I do feel the presence of God,
As I feel the presence of my mother,
Like God she is still a faith, a force.
She is a god personified.
Wherever I go whatever I do,
I feel all of her.
She is beyond god-
Indian philosophy calls it Dwait.
If seeing is believing
I do not believe in miracles.
I was yet to experience one.
While flying from 
Uruguay to America,
I had some fearful problems,
Some real, some nightmares.
Gomi Ba came as a protecting force,
Giving an edge over my problems.
If the theory of recarnation exists,
My mother exists in spirit and soul.

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Sixth Placement
Contest: I remember Mama
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The poem was written while I traveled from Uruguay to USA (Charlotte NC)

Gomi is the name of my mother and BA means ma or mother.


Dwait:
The very words Dwaita means dualism and Advaita means non dualism. One shoud know what are these two. Dwait means one can approach God thro' a medium i.e. Guru or Mother. Adwait means Guru or Mother is God for you.


Hinduism says one is human soul or consiousness or jeevatma and the second one is cosmic soul or God or Paramatma.

Advaita phylosophy says both are one at the same. For this they give several examples: Ornaments like necklace, chain, ring, eaarstuds etc made of gold. Even thiough they are identified as individual objects they have come out of gold only and when melted become gold only.

Similarly when we keep several mirrors outside during day time, the reflection of solar sun can be seen separately in each mirror. Whjen the mirrors are removed to a shade, the reflection disappears. Therefore the soul in all beings is nothing but a reflection of cosmic soul. The moment the body is decayed the souls reflection get disappeared. The philosophy says people believe existace of individual souls as real due to only illusion. The moment the illusion is gone one will gain the Jnana of nondualism. Adi Sankara profounded this theory.


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NO ANSWERS

WRITTEN 25TH FEB 2001



I love you all with my whole entire heart
 every second, I'm left to wonder why we're apart

I try to work out what I must've done wrong
 how many mothers sing this sad song

But there are no answers to my questions

Every year we have spent together
 is now embedded, in my heart forever

I think hard and long
 does this pain really belong

Still...there are no answers to my questions

Strength I once had to carry on 
 is nearly dead and gone

I say a prayer every night
 to give me strength, to stay and fight

I still ask, "why us"
 were we on the wrong bus

I weep a tear with every second
 how do I live, like everyone reckon's 

Still...I get no answers to my questions

I stay here fighting, for just one more touch
 am I really asking way to much

I love my babies with every beat of my heart
 please I beg you, stop keeping us apart

Still...no answers to my questions

I'm only left to Guess, that God's reason's 
 are truly his very own



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If I Can live agian

If I could live again,I would be me
Dont want to be a dog
Dont want to be a frog
Dont want to be no animals
No famouse people or celbrities
No insects deffenetly not an ant
Just want to be just one plant
I want to be a tree
That's all I want to be
Thats what my mother said to me

If God allows me to live again on this earth,
I wouldn't want to be me
Even though I'm livin a good life with my daughter and my baby.
I would want to be more like my mom, smart, intelligent and funny

I would  not want the same husband I had
but  the same 2 kids
There is amother Man out there I should be with.

No matter what God wants me to be
I have faith that he will always watch over me
All day every day, Serve nothin or no one but him always

                                                     Written by:Christy Kay :)


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Honor Your Mother and Father

Honor Your Mother and Father “2Honor (esteem and value as precious) your father and your mother--this is the first commandment with a promise--3That all may be well with you and that you may live long on the earth.” Eph 6:2-3 AMP Honor Your Mother and Father; Longevity is your reward. Children must learn obedience; Through obedience trust is scored. Love is the only answer To the teenagers of today. So many parents fail to listen; Prefer control forever to stay. In attempting to control your children, When strict obedience hasn’t been taught, Is like trying to retain a deer in a holding— With frailty is fraught. Children need to be taught to honor God; Their accountability is supreme. When they do wrong they must repent; It’s in prayer to God their redeemed. Discipline not your children in anger; This is ‘fighting fire with fire’. Discipline your children in love, With patience that they’ll admire. For children to be deprived Is more effective than pain. Good behavior restores their privileges; Teaches obedience has its gain. Children need to be taught obedience When they are young and impressionable. To Honor Your Father and Mother Should never be negotiable. Ask God to teach you daily, How to train your precious children, So when they reach their teens, They’ll not pose a major problem. © Copyright 2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maureenlefanue.com


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What's Happening to Marriages Today

What’s Happening to Marriages Today?

I was listening to someone just the other day…
And I couldn’t believe what he had to say!

He had left his wife and children for another!
She was young enough to be his daughter!

Here they were, “in love” and holding hands!
Hoping to soon, get their “wedding bands!”

They were pretending that this was so “cool.”
Living now by their own “set of rules!”

How sick and disgusting this is getting to be!
Is this something that many can’t see?

God gave us Adam and Eve to become one.
To bear fruit through daughters and sons!

He gave us marriage as holy vows are made.
Not to march in an “adulterous parade!”

We are treading on very dangerous ground!
Faithfulness and commitment 
are scarcely found!

The very definition of marriage is changing!
As the family unit is always rearranging!

Our only hope is in Jesus!  And him alone!
Let’s promote his love! Into our hearts and home!

Let’s allow his love to be our heart’s glue!
And bring new meaning to the words; “I love you!”

May his love bind our hearts and lives together!
And remain faithful to each other forever!

By Jim Pemberton    


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My Gift

Things in my life haven’t always been easy
They haven’t always been happy
They haven’t always been good
We have been lost
We have been devastated
We have been to our breaking points
We have been broken
Sometimes
I feel like my worlds gone dark
And there just nothing I can do
But when that happens
I realize this gift 
This gift I have been blessed with
This amazing angel
That god himself 
Created just to take care of me
This angel has taught me how to love
How to care
How to understand
How to be a friend
How to be a true friend
How to believe
How to dream
How to get through the tough times
Because she does it
Most of all 
She taught me how to get up
To stand up
To never give up
She taught  me
That yeah life gets hard
But I have to be stronger than that
She taught how to be an amazing person
Because she is the best person I ever met
Now our lives haven’t always been easy
Or happy, sometimes not even good
We have been lost, devastated and at our breaking points
And yes we have been broken
But when it gets dark
And I think I wont be able to get up
There’s my mother
Holding my hand
And showing me the way
I only wish to be her
Only dream to be her
But at least I have her as my angel
Yes my angel
That’s all I ever would ask for
Thank you God 
For creating her
Just For Me….
*For the "My Hero" Contest by Crystal Wilkins*


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Safe

It's like a weight lifted off of my heart;
I am no longer torn apart.
Thank God you are safe;
Everything is okay.


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TORN

written 5th april 2013

I sent a prayer, from deep in my soul
 it was answered, by our God
I was going to heal, my heart of sorrow
 but, she's not coming tommorow
Lies, lies, lies

I love you mum
 your actions, I do dispise
Hope, joy and peace filled my heart
 to hear "your voice say, you were coming to visit

Bouncing with such joy
 I felt like a child, receiving a new toy
Now tears feel my eyes
 you lied, you lied, you lied


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It Was Just

It was just the other day when you were born 
When your father cut the umbilical cord
when I heard your first cry
When I held you in my arms for the first time to feed you
When I heard your first burp
When I laid you on my chest to sing you to sleep
When I brushed your long brown curly hair
When I changed your first diaper
Time has past and memories have been formed to have me realize that time has flown by
You are about graduate high school
You have learned to keep positive friends
You have chosen to surrender your life to Christ 
You have joined the choir without me even asking if you wanted to
You have decided not be the average teenager but take the challenge of studying Chinese
You have decided to keep your virginity even though it's not the popular thing to do
watching all of these transitions before my eyes leaves me with gratification that GOD saw fit for me to experience all of these wonderful stages of your life and to that I say THANK YOU GOD may you see favor upon me for me to see this wonderful gift obtain a carrier that she desires, see her walk down the isle with a God fearing man and allow me to become a grandmother with your blessings IF IT IS YOUR WILL
 


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A Blessed Summer

Summer is the season my Birthday comes around,
A special month, in my life, is August.

On this day, all of nature is happy and celebrating with me;
like my Mother that Special Day when she gave me Life.

Different birds sing their songs in the early morning.
The brilliant colored sun sets in the beautiful evening.

The warm wind quietly whispers to me through the leaves of the trees,
The smell of flowers congratulates me together with the breeze.

I never forget my birthdays in Russia; children around the tables,
My caring Mother filled with food, fruits, vegetables and sweets.

That summer my Mother and I were blessed by God together.
I received the Biblical name Lydia from my loving Mother.


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Hold On To You

Why am I so selfish?
Why do I live for the wrong things?
I am dying inside
Because I refuse to see the light.
I need to say yes,
But I still haven't learned that yet.
I am a fool,
And I am hurting you.
If I would let go of myself,
I would hold on to you.


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REST IN PEACE MUM ANN BROWN 18 AUG 2011

MUM ...

WHERE DO I START? I DON'T THINK THERE IS WORDS , TO EXPLAIN HOW I AM 


FEELING ABOUT THE LOSS OF YOU... BUT I WILL USE ALL THE STRENGTH YOU HAVE 


GIVEN TO ME , SO I CAN GET THESE FINAL WORDS OUT THE GUILT , SADNESS AND 

REGRET  FROM NOT SEEING YOU LIKE I WANTED TO  SO ****ING MUCH ,

 THEN THE PAIN OF NOT HAVING  A CHANCE TO SAY "GOODBYE" TO THE MOST 

BEAUTIFUL MOTHER COULD WANT, AND YES MUM I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUTO HOLD 

YOUR HAND, TO SEE YOU SMILE , TO HEAR YOUR VOICE, WOULD MAKE MY LIFE MORE 

WORTHWHILE. YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO LIVE, BUT YOU NEVER TAUGHT ME HOW TO 

LIVE WITHOUT YOU I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH MUM, BUT THE LOVE IN MY HEART FOR YOU , WILL MAKE SURE 

YOUR LIFE , LOVE , WARMTH AND TOUCH , WILL LIVE ON FOREVER , 

IN ME I KNOW THAT YOU CHANGED ME , JUST FROM YOUR 

PRESENCE...THATS'S HOW STRONG YOU WERE MUM I KNOW YOU HAVEN'T LEFT ME , 

FOR THE LOVE IN MY HEART REMAINS , YOU WILL NEVER HAVE TO SUFFER AND YOUR 

BODY WILL FEEL NO PAIN...... GOD TOOK YOUR HAND , AND MADE US PART , HE CLOSED 

YOUR EYES , AND BROKE MY HEART ....FOR ALL THE TIMES WE HAVE BEEN TOGETHER,

I WILL NEVER FORGET YOUR FACE.

THERE IS NO MOTHER ANYWHERE LIKE YOU,

NO ONE COULD TAKE YOUR PLACE.

IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN YOU WERE LEAVING,

I GUESS I EXPECTED YOU TO FOREVER LAST,

ALL OF THE DREAMS OF US IN THE FUTURE,

ARE NOW BUT MEMORIES OF THE PAST.

GOD TAPPED YOU ON THE SHOULDER,

HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNEW,

THAT YOU WERE GOING WITH HIM,

TO THE SKY SO BEAUTIFUL BLUE.

ALTHOUGH I MAY NEVER SEE YOU MUM,

ARJAY WILL BE BY YOUR SIDE,

HE'S GONNA HOLD YOUR HAND,

AND LEAD THE WAY,

FOR HE WILL BE YOUR GUIDE.....

I LOVE YOU MY MOTHER.....
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU UNDERSTAND, 
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU KNOW,
DON'T TELL ME THAT I WILL SURVIVE,
HOW I WILL SURELY GROW.
DON'T TELL ME THIS IS JUST A TEST,
THAT I AM TRULY BLESSED,
THAT I AM CHOSEN FOR THIS TASK,
APART FROM ALL THE REST.
DON'T COME AT ME WITH  ANSWERS THAT CAN ONLY COME FROM ME,
DON'T TELL ME HOW MY GRIEF WILL PASS,
THAT I WILL SOON BE FREE.
DON'T STAND IN PIOUS JUDGMENT OF THE BONDS I MUST UNTIE,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO SUFFER,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO CRY.
MY LIFE IS FILLED WITH SELFISHNESS,
MY PAIN IS ALL I SEE,
BUT I  NEED YOU,
I NEED YOU YOUR LOVE UNCONDITONALLY.
ACCEPCT ME IN MY UPS AND DOWNS,
I NEED SOMEONE TO SHARE,
JUST TO HOLD MY HAND AND LET ME CRY,
AND SAY, MY FRIEND I REALLY DO CARE
Mom you mean the world to me
It’s hard to live without you ,You were always by my side
Through thick and thin you helped me


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Losing Myself

I cry myself awake
In the middle of the day
Because of a decision I made
Not to spend time with you.
And now everything I am
Is falling apart into pieces;
I feel like I am losing you
Because I am losing myself.


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What's Done In Secret Will Come Out In the Open

What’s Done In Secret… Will Come Out In The Open! I’ve read God’s word, and it’s clearly spoken… What’s done in secret… Will come out in the open! I’ve been guilty of this, too many times! I never thought of it, to really be a “crime?” “Nobody’s watching” was the thought pondered… As my mind began to “explore and wander.” It didn’t take long for my life to go “off course.” By a powerful wind of temptation’s force! No matter how many times I took time to pray… This “secret” held on, and wouldn’t go away! I went to church on Sunday and prayed and cried. This “secret” remained, no matter how hard I tried! God told me, I was to give up what surrounded me! This was hard to do, but God was there to help me! Many things I thought I needed, to give me pleasure… Didn’t fulfill the love that God gave! An eternal treasure! As each day passes on… I want to humbly confess… I’m giving my life to God! He’ll take care of the rest! May the Lord Jesus stir a deep passion within… May it be my desire to be more like HIM! God is the God of yesterday, today and tomorrow! I’ve no secrets with him! No more shame or sorrow! Jesus is the Lord of lords! And the King of kings! He’s my lord and savior! My everything! By Jim Pemberton


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My Mother Part 1

From a distance, she is full of grace
Floating in the air in an angel’s space

Perfectly dressed, not a hair out place
Diction is perfect, she is articulate

Back straight, shoulder’s down
Head back, do not look around

She smell’s of flowers, has skin like silk
Drives a car the color of milk

Educated, debutant, and elite
Recognized everywhere, even on the street

Green paper not an issue
“God Bless You” she will give you a tissue

Family dinners, proper seating
Forks, knives, spoons all know their places

Napkins play a part, before we can begin to start
Only one arm you have when you eat

And, God forbid, you had better be neat!
For this is not a party for dinner

This is an actual event....

My hair is quite chaotic
The clothes on my back make me look like I am going to attack

The color of my car looks like a green vegetable
Educated still trying, proper I want to pop her.

My green paper is made of construction
Utensils, I only use a fork by reason of deduction.

Look, two arms I have “that's neat!” dear God I’m hungry, let’s eat!


Holly P. Moore
October 2012


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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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My Biography - Narrative

My spiritual journey is very different from other peoples because 
my life has been very different from most people’s lives. The story
I relate to the most in the Bible is Job, because Job lost everything 
but his faith ultimately grew stronger. As I grew up, my father was 
an abuser which reminds me of Jobs abusers. Today, even my father
is dead and I have forgiven him. But I will never forget what he did.
Abuse leaves real scars and they don’t just magically go away, no matter
how blessed or spiritual you are. You may heal but there are still scars.

When I could barely put a sentence together my mother took to Max 
Hickerson’s Congregational Church and I was Baptized, full emersion.
That would be the last time I went to Church, until I was an adult. To 
sum it up my childhood my mother wasn’t all there, psychologically, 
and my father was a dry drunk who abused my brothers and I. but mostly, 
my mother. This was my first path toward righteousness.

My first religious path led me to being furious with God because when 
I asked and prayed diligently for God’s for help there wasn’t any. But 
later, When I felt the hollow and emptiness feeling I would go back to God.
Trough Faith and Righteousness and Eastern theology.  I went back and
forth with God until I realized that I had to make a final commitment. I 
chose Christianity, so I decided I go to the Theology School in Claremont 
a very liberal community where all are welcome. I decided to become a 
minister. In my denomination outside of STC they welcomed women 
ministers. From Graduate school I decided I had to make a full commitment,
Wo I enrolled to get Masters of Divinity(mean you are a minister) and a 
Doctor of Ministry(which means your qualified to teach Ministry to pastors). 
I was the pastor of Metropolitan Community Church that was inter-
denominational, which meant what ever kind of religious and Christian 
background you had, was respected and you were welcomed at our church. 
After 4 years as a minister at the Los Angeles church, in the year 2001
I was diagnosed with a brain tumor in the left central lobe. This has made
me succumb to my handicapped and I had to give up ministry at least
church ministry. I think that all of us have our ministries. The term
“minister” just means “service” and you can serve God whether you’re
 in a church or not.


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Divorce Isn't Always the Best Choice

Divorce Isn’t Always A Good Choice! I met a person who’s been married for many years. When he talked to me, he was in tears! He was faced with the option of divorce! And now, he feels his life is driven “off course.” His wife said she’s through. She’s “all done.” And doing things which seemed “fun.” Beyond each day and the circumstance… Does this marriage even “have a chance?” Why do people seem happier when they’re apart? Far too often, this ends up in a broken heart! Too often, people “give up” on what they believe! But it’s so many lies, is what they receive! I spoke to this person, of God’s purpose and meaning! Into God’s loving arms, is where he needs to be leaning! When life changes, and marriage seems to have failed you… Jesus is here! And wants to put his arms around you! There’s hope and answers to all of your problems! You’ll find the answer in God’s word! HE can solve them! The best choice for you is to come and trust HIM! Give Jesus your life! Come now and love HIM! All he needs is for you to give him an invitation! He’ll change you! And make you a new creation! His love can do what no other power can ever do! He’ll bring new meaning in the words; “I LOVE YOU!” By Jim Pemberton


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Goodbye Mom

As i sit here writing my goodbye to you the tears are building in my eyes. 
The last eight months of your life here on earth was hell for you. 
Now god has taken you home with him. 
We have gotten closer then we ever was. 
But seein you in so much agony it was like you were a prisioner in your own body. 
Oh how you wanted to get up  and go  where just any where would have been great for you. 
Mom i love you with all my heart and soul. 
You gave me life only a mother could give. 
There were good times and lord knows there were bad times too. 
But we  all loved each other and it got us through the tough struggles that life  has placed upon us. 
we have all mended our differences and tried to give the care you so needed the last few  months of your life. 
I am going to miss calling you. 
Even when we disagreed you were always there. 
Mom i will go on  and i will meet  you there  someday when it is my time. 
But until then i will be thinking of you each and every  day. of my life. 
OH GOD I AM GOING TO MISS YOU SO1 
LOVE YOU ALWAYS 
YOUR DAUGHTER


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A Personal Message To My Mother-in-Law Daisy

On this Mother’s Day 
I’d like to say,
You mean the world to me through the good times and the bad,
Through family issues that make us so sad.
Mom, I’ve known you for over 16 years,
Many of which I’ve shed many tears
Over problems with my own mother,
You are a remarkable woman, there will NEVER be no other.
You’ve opened your arms and have taken me into the family within
Although I am full of sin,
You’ve made me feel I am a worthy child of GOD he will in his grace keep,
Even if you had to use the motherly rod so to speak.
You’ve NEVER judged me about my past,
Have always advised me and opened my eyes to see, that I don’t have to put 
myself last
That it’s God’s will for my life
Even after Daun made me his wife.
I can talk to you openly about whatever’s on my mind
And you have always been so very kind,
Since the day I met you you’ve been in my heart
A relationship began right from the start.
My one wish for you on this Mother’s Day, two thousand seven
Is that you always remain my angel from heaven,
Brought here on this earth to watch over all the ones you love
Sent here from God up above.
Continue to be the person you are
Because your love has carried us all this far,
Set may of us straight
Not allowing us to take Satan’s bait.
Keep us all in your thoughts and prayers, wishing us all the very best,
Holding us all close to you chest
Where we can hear the beating of your heart, feeling your love that you are so 
willing to give
Allowing us to make good decisions and to live.
You’ve accepted people into the family that aren’t even of your blood,
And have always understood
The purpose God has given to you, to open up your angels’ wings
Listening to the heavenly voices of the angels that sing!!!


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Kurt

i am kurt daniel everdean 
I am 21 years old
I've been playing the bass guitar
Since I was 11
i weight 145 pounds
i have blondish brown hair
and blue eyes

If I could say one thing about me that I like... Its that I never gave up.


things started when i lost my father
i was 10 years old
my mother started going to her room everytime she got home
she would come out with her eyes all red... Shes been crying
until i accidently walked in on her doing drugs
i now believe it was the drugs that caused the redness
me and my brother would fight everynight
when i bought my first bass
he slammed it against the floor
and told me since i think my lifes crap
then i shouldnt have anything that makes me happy
My mom became a street whore
She would dress in a golden gown and wear ugly make up
We would never see her 
unless she needed money to get condoms for her "men"

the things between me and my brother got worse
I was arguing with him over a text he sent my mom
And he got into an accident and died that night

Things just never got better
I created a band called the nocturnal
And the reason you haven't heard of us yet
Is because were an underground punk band in Seattle
we haven't gotten far yet
Just underground party's and bars

My mom ended up running away with her "boyfriend"
After my brother died she blamed me
And told me to leave and said she won't come around me
Until I brought him back

Since then I've gotten a job and was able to pay rent on
My moms old apartment
Hoping shed come back clean and sober
As for me
I've cleaned up. but suicide is still an option

I haven't found god yet and I don't want to
If there was a god why did he give me this ****ed up life
Ya you'll say Kurt?... You made the desicions for your life
I knolw I did. But he was the one who let it actually happen

I've been writing since I was 11
Lyrics and poems
Drawings and paintings
bass guitar and vocals

My life isn't over
But it's sure close to it

Its sad to think that what you thought was fake... Is a true story


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The Umbrella

Raining, sloshing go all the kids The bus stop blocks away But a dear mother stands with her umbrella For the daughter on that rainy day She walked all the way over there That day the rain did fall She cared enough and gave enough For her Kids this mom gave all But the daughter was very rebellious And cringed to see her there For her reputation she thought was ruined The embarrassment she could not bare She was only thinking of herself Not caring about her mom So insecure of what others thought She got off and just stomped on Few words she said to her precious mom She didn’t want her there She walked right by without saying much The thought now is hard to bare For yes I was that spoiled young child And 40 years have passed I think about how wonderful she was And how our time didn’t last To have that day back with mom To hug her as I should And thank her for all the love she gave Tell her now that I understood For I have children of my own And mom is home with God I have that love a mother feels For her child and the path they trod Stepping back and looking at this It’s an example of Gods love For many times we walk right by Not knowing this love from above He is so precious, He is always there With an umbrella of mercy and Grace But as a spoiled child so many times We turn from his loving face Our Father in Heaven is by our side Through all the storms of life He calls our name to come to Him Few come and soon face strife…. “It’s not the right time for me right now” “My friends will not understand” “Just leave me alone this embarrasses me” “Hang on to your Great Plan” But Oh dear friend there will come a day When troubles around you flow Or His call you will not hear anymore Will you cry for His love to know? Oh mom was always there for me Even though I was so wrong Our God will always be there for you When you find where you belong Just as my mom stood there for me So much more God loves us so Oh get under His Umbrella of Love and Grace And His Mercy for you will flow


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PLS, MEET MY MUM

MY MOTHER, A LAWYER!

One of those, whom I remember!
Even if; I go on slumber.
Is my Mother?
Who is a legal member!

She was called to bar, 
In a month of ember. 
And works, in an associate 
chamber. 
For years now, without number.

So many works does she 
renders.
Soliciting, consultancy and also 
as a mother. 
Little time does she have on her 
calendar. 
Though, she clears task, from 
one to another.

Even in her car, 
She does not retire. 
But works, even harder, 
Cos that’s why she has a driver.

Mummy does things 
Even when not fit, 
But you’ll notice not, 
For her face reveals it not.

She accomplishes tasks without 
a mobile reminder. 
Cos God is her helper.
For He has always been her 
disposer. 
In all her affairs endeavor.

Being a mother, 
She is the best and you not 
wonder. 
But if you bother, 
See her and will realize I’m not a 
liar.

In her works, 
You will know how dedicated 
she is. 
And in her worship, 
You’ll know how religious she is.

She is blessed in many ways. 
Her husband alone is 
outstanding to show. 
People she helped, has many to 
say. 
And GOD knows all her lovely 
deeds.

To dot the i, 
She is living library. 
And to cross the t, 
She is a living mother!

May she live long to reap. 
The fruit of her labour. 
For as for many, 
She is more than a mentor.

If all mothers 
Could be like my mother. 
No child will turn a robber! 
And No marriage will turn 
asunder!

My dreams for her, 
Are pleasant to hear. 
And from ALLAH, the maker!
It shall come as favor


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When Momma Prayed


Her children arise up, and call her blessed  Psalms 31:28


Many called her a prayer warrior while on her journey here below.

She taught the love of God that brought salvation to the soul.

Everyday at the chime of twelve she fell on her knees and rang

heavens prayer bells.

She called out each name in earnest plea; praying that their souls

would be set free. 

She would often linger in prayer; seeking God for their special care

Each one she committed  to him in trust and faith.

She prayed daily for God's eternal grace.


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An Adulterous Situation

An Adulterous Situation I knew of a couple, involved in an adulterous situation. A person involved, claimed that he was a Christian! He told others that he wanted to tell her about the Lord… But this involvement in sin, he couldn’t well “afford!” A “casual” encounter led to the marriage’s destruction. Her husband was so hurt, he could hardly “function.” How could this man think there’s “nothing wrong with it.” “It must be fine.” He thought. “everyone’s doing it!” Jesus has come, that we might have freedom from within! Going to church, doesn’t give us a “license to sin!” God gave us marriage, as a holy and divine covenant! He gave us his word, so that our lives can be abundant! May this be a stern warning to one and all! That which may look attractive, will cause us to fall! If there’s something more from marriage that you desire… Be careful! Your deep passions will burn like a fire! May I encourage you to pray and seek the Lord above! And ask him to build your marriage on his love! Only he can restore everything the enemy has taken! He’ll be with you, when you may feel totally forsaken! Adultery is like a cancer cell… That will eventually destroy! It’ll rob you of the many blessings, that God wants you to enjoy! What God has joined as one... May there be no separation! But a heart of unselfishness, and a renewed dedication! By Jim Pemberton


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ALWAYS AWAKE

When the sun rushed
To touch the finish line
Birds scurried
Faithfully following a line

Dusk descended on dawn
Dewdrops fell on the lawn
It’s time, ‘let’s retire to bed
A mother to her daughter said.

Alarmed by the darkness around
When lights were turned off she found
The moon parading in the sky
Through the window with invisible wings fly

“Is that God’s light up there?”
She questioned her mother looking fair
“Sure, moon is God-given light
Replied her mother looking very bright

Another question came in a leap
“Will He too put it off and go to sleep?”
“Oh no, He is always awake dear.”
Then, leaving her mother whom she held so near

“As long as God is awake
I need not be awake
No need to shed any tear
Nor about darkness anymore fear.”

Upon realizing God’s care
The reassured child left her cares
And fell into a peaceful sleep
No sooner, when into her cot she did leap.

God is aware

Both, about our fears in the dark
As well as frustrations that do lark
Perhaps you’re experiencing lonely hours
With illness making your life taste sour
Doubts arise on difficult choice
Fears flood your soul naïve to voice
Keeping you from being whole

Rest assured, God is always awake.


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Many Families Are In Difficult Situations

I’ve seen many families in difficult situations!
Often ending up in lies and false accusations!

I’ve seen many families stray way off course…
And tragically, often, end up in a divorce!

I’ve seen the hardships that many families endure.
Their faith has often been shaken. 
 That’s for sure!

I’ve seen many families trying to give 100 percent.
And then wondering where all of their time went!

I’ve seen all these things happening
 and much more!
I have wondered; “what is all of this happening for?”

I’ve just one thing to say in this “chaotic confusion.”
Only the blood of Jesus gives
 any hope or solution!

It’s only in his word, we’ll find a godly direction!
His Holy Spirit can give true and loving correction!

May we seek his spirit to bind us all together!
And pray for his blood for our protection forever!

Please come Lord Jesus, and refresh our soul!
We need you right now, to make us whole!

Please touch our heart, and make us all one!
And heal every father, mother, daughter and son!

Please help us to watch what we’ll do and say!
You can turn our darkest night
 into the brightest day!

By Jim Pemberton


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For My Husband

I love you for being my husband.
I thank you for all your love.
I thank you for being there,
A special person sent from above.
I thank God for sending you to me,
For giving me a life with you.
And our children he entrusted me.
Your acceptance, guidance and care,
Given so unconditionally.
Together with my love and certainty,
Give us so much to share.
I feel a special bond not there before.
It gets stronger every day.
Making within me such awesome happiness,
My heart longs to soar.
I know that I am not always perfectly undoubting.
We both have our failures and imperfections.
I think, however, our short comings and trials
 Build between us stronger connections.
I believe that God has brought us together,
Because each has a lot to offer the other.
You, as the father and husband,
And me, as the wife and mother.

                                                                    Summer Gratias


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Why Did I Give In To Temptation

Giving In To Temptation...

I remember of a particular situation.
I was offered a very "inviting" temptation.

The situation I was in... I didn't belong!
And lost any sense of 
"right and wrong."

At first... I felt no guilt or shame.
And brought embarrassmen
 to my family's name.

I tried to explain this to
 my wife and kids.
I heard; "Dad... please... 
  no more fibs!"

The Godly principles were 
"tossed to the side,"
As the sin inside caused 
arrogance and pride.

Soon, all in my life that truly mattered.
Was all gone... and my life 
was empty and shattered!

I was sorry for all of the 
problems I had caused/
This time... I took a moment to pause/

I cried to God to rescue me from my sin.
And confessed.  Would God help me once again?

I read in the Bible of our
 saviour's grace and love/
This time the help I needed had 
to come from above/

I asked him for a fresh and brand new start.
He removed the stain from a broken heart.

He restored to me the joy I once had.
I'm so thankful... Jesus has made me glad!

YOU--Jesus--are the reason I'm here today!
I LOVE YOU! More than words can say!

By Jim Pemberton


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Outside Looking In

From my view, outside looking in
He sees a mother who without the help of a man cares for her daughter in the still darkness of night
She wakes her daughter with smiles, games, and all the love she desires
He sees the love and gentleness that she expresses toward her daughter even in the shadows of tribulation this world has put on her.
She selflessly lives without her previous desires 
He sees her work all day and through the night doing what God intended for two.  Cooking, cleaning, teaching, inside, outside, up and down
She is relentless seeking the best for the reason,   her daughter
She thinks that no one knows, cares, or understands. She thinks God placed the entire world on her shoulders
Because she is strong enough,     but she’s wrong
He sees a child who never wants to leave her mother’s side, she is safe there, she knows her mother’s desires, her view isn’t obscured, unlike her mother’s view
Her mother has been mistreated by man, who was supposed to be the image of God
He sees a child who needs her mother; she needs her mother to trust God, not man. She needs her mother to completely understand the unfailing LOVE of Christ
He sees a daughter who will be, by no mistake, exactly like her mother 
He stops 
He sees a man in the mirror that He would never be
He really wants to bare the burdens of three
He has been in the shadows of tribulation, he’s been that child in the stillness of that same night, he never thought anyone knew, cared or understood at all
He sees that man in the mirror was wrong
He has read about a love that never fails or dims. He now feels that love from within. He finally stop believing the lies he was told.
He hopes I get the chance to teach what I have been told.


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Memoirs of The Damaged

Imagine a small frail girl,
Sitting in the darkest corner of a poorly lit room, 
Only lit by the cautious sunlight that rebelliously shines through the crack in the curtain – if she dares
And thank God for that brave beam of light,
That ray of hope that reminds her,
That though the sorrow may last for the night, the Lord’s joy comes in the morning – for He cares

But please remember this little girl,
Before she discovered the very existence of hopefuless, faith and grace,
She had marks all over her body, memories, each one with a story, begging to be shared– if she dared

In the sinfulness of the night menfolk would come and entice her mother,
Tempt her mother into practicing the secrets of the night,
Time and time again she would watch as mummy would repeatedly, 
Repeatedly give herself to such ungently men, who lustfully enjoyed her company.

Our little girl always hid when these hankering knights of the night came to,
‘play and pay’,
she just wanted to stay hidden away, 
until one day
when the hem of her nightgown,
was visible beside the chair, her cover was blown.
She would never forget the words he uttered, “how much for her?”

She still cries nocturnally,
Remembering his perspiration and dampness all over her tiny frame,
With every roll and satisfied movement,
she felt her soul crush gradually into powder, 
only to be bullied and chased away by the wind.

And the next morning,
After being left like an abused and neglected puppy,
She would wake up with the bruises round her waist and between her thighs,
She would have the sour taste of his manly solutions, 
that had been drowned and gargled down her pint-sized throat,
And she would cry, as she saw her mother counting the money, 
The money her little girl had made,
And that damaged petite mademoiselle,
Would return to her corner, she’d sit and tremble,
Knowing there was going to be another visitor that night, and the night after and the night after that,
For God knows how long

At a young age I learnt the power that a man takes from a woman,
I saw my mum morph into a slave for those sinful sons,
I saw how she gave of herself, dusk to dusk 
and let them take any bit of sanity she had left within her
this insane mindset that she remains in her till today as I write, 
has been the root cause of my scars,
but has always fuelled my motivation, to one day reach the stars.
Men took a woman and brought back a monster,
Men took a woman and somehow transformed her,
From a trouble soul to a ruthless imposter,
This is the end of part one,
I was that little girl,
I’m the narrator.


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Gratitude

Time drags on in this chair, 
 As I wait for the brilliant one.
Each time the door swings out, 
 I look for him to say he's done.

Minutes turn into hours, 
 and all I can do is stare at the clock.
Finally, after what seems like forever, 
 Here comes my son's Doc.

As if in slow motion, I stand.
 Anxiously, I await him to say, 
"The surgery went well, but 
 of course in the hospital, he'll have to stay."

"When can I see him?"
 is what I quietly ask.
"Within the hour," he replies
 "But be warned, it'll be no easy task."

As I walk in the recovery room, 
 He lay so still on his hospital bed.
If I didn't know better, 
 I'd have thought he might be dead.

His recovery takes, oh so long and
 the first time my Angel opened his eyes, 
I realized that prayers are answered,
 And God had heard all my cries.

My gratitude for God and Dr Carson swelled, 
 when my son took an non ventilator aided breath.
We had won the fight for my son's life, 
 and we actually cheated DEATH.

We had to repeat this trying
 scene for a total times of three.
It kept me bitter and stressed. 
 Why couldn't He leave my Angel be?

I see now, what's done is meant to happen.
 And I have learned my lesson in GRATITUDE.
To not be trusting that HE knows best, 
 was not only wrong, it was just plain rude.

I'm understanding now, 
 more than you'll ever know.
And when I see my son alive and breathing, 
 my heart and soul radiates for God, a special glow.




*This is a true story, my son went through 3 heart surgeries before 5 months old and this
is dedicated to God, Dr. Carson, Dr. Dooley, and Dr. Willis Williams*


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I've Heard Of A lot Of People

I’ve Heard Of A lot Of People…

I’ve heard of a lot of people who claim to serve God above.
I heard that many of them proclaim a message of his love!

I’ve heard of a lot of people who claim to know him too…
Would one of these people be someone like YOU?

I’ve heard of a lot of people who’ve made it known.
They are making plans to soon
 be in their heavenly home!

I’ve heard of a lot of people who are joyful.  You can tell!
They’re in love with Jesus.  And are doing quite well!

I’ve heard of a lot of people who’ve 
made a wise choice!
They read the word of God and seek their savior’s voice!

I know of a lot of people who have 
made a firm decision…
They’ve given to God their hearts 
and undivided attention!

I know of a lot of people who were stumbling along the way.
Until they met the master…  Who changed their life one day!

I know of a lot of people that will soon be all together…
When the Lord comes back soon and 
takes them with him forever!

I know of a lot of people and I hope you’re one of them…
Who have accepted Christ.  
And are now born again!

I know there’s lot of angels in heaven 
waiting for you and me!
Won’t you join with these people to spend your eternity???

By Jim Pemberton     05/17/12


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Marriage Is Under Attack Like Never Before

Marriage Is Under Attack Like Never Before! Marriage is under attack… And it’s because… So many people have trampled “God’s set of laws…” What once was ordained as “God’s order of unity…” Has often resulted in so much “infidelity…” The God given covenant between a woman and a man… Is so distorted… How can one truly understand? All the way from Genesis to Revelation… God made it clear from the time of creation… It was Adam and Eve from the very start… As Eve was formed from a rib… Close to Adam’s heart. They were joined together by their God above… Being a symbol of his creation and never-ending love This same God is the redeemer of your very soul… It’s only in him that you can be complete and whole! You are invited to join the marriage supper of the lamb… Christ is the bridegroom and is waiting for your hand! Won’t you accept God’s proposal he offers to you? He’s given the invitation… What will you do? He’s coming for a bride who’s sins are washed away! Won’t you accept his proposal of love… Today? He remains faithful… And forever true! And has already said the words; “I DO!” By Jim Pemberton


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Grandma's Becoming A Republican

Grandma’s Becoming A Republican!

There was something that I was able to hear…
Grandma is going to be a Republican this year!

I remember her talking of the great depression.
Many years that created a lot of tension!

I remember her talking of days gone past.
Wondering how much longer
 our country would last.

I remember her talking of doing many things.
And has experienced 
what life daily brings!

Because of how things have
 been so dramatic.
She decided long ago to be democratic!

Beyond all of the politics and chatter…
She loves God!  And that’s what matters!

We love her dearly!  And it’s been decided…
Everything she needs…  
God has provided!

We congratulate you grandma with your choice!
We say “we love you!” 
With one heart and voice!

Our prayers are with the choice grandma’s givin!!
May God bless her! Each day she’s livin’!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Darkest - Blackest Tuesday (Part ll)

The whispering begins  Maybe our Fairy God Mother came Sunday night and changed  Ma’am
Oh Dot we can only wish so , I’m a little apprehensive, Al  what does  aperentcive mean I 
asked
It means unsure , unreal piped Joe and Jim  Bobby why aren’t you eating? Is there any rat 
poison
Ma’am probably put it in the eggs Bobby don’t talk like that Billy’s woofing his breakfast down
Of course he’s Ma’am’s  Pet, alright, alright  let’s take advantage of the Fairy God Mother 
Ma’am
Becky tell Millie you and her will dry  George and Harry will put away Dot put everything away
The rest of you guys wipe the table and mop the floor I call wiping the table said Joe (always 
easy)
Hey Pet go upstairs and ask  Ma’am if she needs a fresh towel or anything tell her we’re 
almost done
When Billy came down we were all sitting at the clean table with our hands folded She’s 
coming now
Ma’am walked into the kitchen, wearing  a muti-colored flower dress that matched  to a tee 
her  parasol
Tucked in the bow of her dress  was the black rider’s crop which she always carried with her, 
just in case
Ma’am, you look beautiful, She playfully grabbed George’s ear I’m not going to tell all of you 
again Call
Me “MOM” I don’t want to use this today (touching the Ebony Crop) in fearful uncertain unison 
yes MOM
William go to the living room closet and bring the bag out here “hey guys look brand new 
beach pails”
“Jesus Christ” Did you say something  Robert  we all swallow our breath “ I-i said ”Mom your 
so nice”
Her hand never even moved toward the Crop Maybe Dotty was right, maybe we had a Fairy 
God Mother


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I Had a Dream





                                      I Had a Dream

                         I had a dream. Oh I had a dream.
                         I sat in a chair in despair thinking
                       of the love and memory of my mother.
     In my dream I built a stairway to heaven with tears to hug her.
              Halfway with out a sound or word in the silent skies
                              an angel appeared upon me.
                        It was a precious and beautiful site.
Oh! I said could you for me ask God to cross a rose and lilac together
to create a bush with large clusters of white, purple, and pink flowers
                             and the fragrance of memory
   And give it long green stems so it can stand free and gracefully.
        Also ask him to it a name, a special name ‘ Kollock ‘
          and let it represent never forgotten love and memories.
                       In my dream God did this for me,
                     and gave it to my mother as a gift from me






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God's Definition of Marriage


God designed marriage as the real thing!
Anything less, is what a counterfeit brings!

His concept of one man and woman is very real.
He’s not interested in bowing to “man’s appeal.”

His court of justice rings very loud and clear!
The truth of his word shall NEVER disappear!

You can look in Genesis and it is found!
He created Adam from the dust of the ground!

He designed Eve from one of his ribs!
They were joined together as  both lived!

He didn’t need a constitution to know “their rights.”
He gave them HIS WORD as their guiding light!

Satan has been trying to pervert what God created!
This is a truth.  And need not be debated!

We have cheapened the value of the marriage institution!
And have added needless 
chaos and confusion!

Through the Bible, one husband and wife are taught!
Unless you want to live in Sodom, as did Lot!

Ungodly perversions take many forms and kinds.
And it soon piles up garbage into our minds!

“What God has put together.” 
 “Let no man put asunder.!”
Many ideas of “marriage,” is a total blunder!

One man and one woman is what God ordained in Eden.
It was Adam and Eve.  
Not Adam and Steven!

The choices in life are yours!  And yours alone!
Who is going to be the Lord, of your heart and home?

By Jim Pemberton  


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The Look On My Child's Face

The Look On My Child’s Face… Just yesterday I noticed a look of love on my child’s face. This happened in a most “ordinary place.” It was in our home...a place by God’s own design. I felt God speaking to my heart this particular time. I didn’t take any time to stop and realize, The look of love and innocence in my child’s eyes. “Am I being the kind of Dad God wants me to be?” “Am I being an example of Christ for my child to see?” Have I been demonstrating my God-given ability, teaching my kids God’s love, and responsibility? May a Christ-like life in my kids be clearly seen and understood, As one day they will grow into adulthood. I hope that one day my Children will say: “I want to be like my Dad- every single day!” By Jim Pemberton


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God's gift

When we were born we were too small to look after ourself,
since God couldnt be everywhere with us,
he made sure we were well protected and nurtured
God made sure that our demands get fullfilled,
every liitle wish was granted
we were showered with tons of love
so God created parents.
our creators,our lifeline
to protect us when we were tiny
when we could hardly understand things,
when we were learning to speak who would understand everything we tried to speak.
when we started slowly to talk they would understand the power of silence and helps us out..
to fix things when we were small that might break or fall
or simply to hold us when we would fall.
God knew we'd need somebody..
someone who would love us unconditionally,
someone who would show our mistakes and still stand for us 
someone who would be gentle, 
who will listen to our dreams  and help those dreams come true
someone who would teach us to be brave and understand our fears and help us
they would switch roles either be our friend and stand for us through thick and thin
so thank you God for being so kind for giving such a wonderful gift.


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Mother

                          Mother


Molded from the best God has for humanity,
Offering your time, your love, even your sanity.
Trusting in Him to keep us safe from the unkown,
Honoring God with your life and love you have shown.
Enhancing my life with all the prayers offered up,
Requesting nothing in return for filling up my cup.


To my mom


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Are We Being Driven to God's Elimination


Are We Being Driven to God’s Elimination? In the names of diversity and anti-discrimination. It’s like we’re being driven to God’s elimination! God is being “forced” from many institutions! All in the name of this country’s constitution! We’re told that God and this country must be “separated.” Anything less is what many would call; “discriminated.” Any forms of Godly virtues or values are “torn down.” Any symbol of a cross, is often “removed from the town.” It’s no wonder that this country’s in such a big mess! And yet this country wants to be strong and blessed? “What shall the righteous do if the foundations are destroyed?” Meanwhile, the tide of ungodliness, is often “enjoyed.” Those who are trying to remove God! You must beware! His judgment is soon coming! And will catch you unaware! There’s will come a day! When God’s wrath you will endure! The wages of sin is death! This is very true and sure! People may think that removing God is the “thing to do.” Anyone who attempts to do will wind up as “a fool.” Only God can fill the void in life and true love within! Only he has the power to free your soul from sin! The words; “in God we trust,” in our lives must be applied! Everything we’ll ever need… God has supplied! God is this country’s hope! It’s only true foundation! We need HIM right now! To come and heal our nation! By Jim Pemberton


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God Is Our Refuge And Strength

God Is Our Refuge And Strength... God is our refuge and strength, in a time of trouble. He's there to pick me up... when I fall and stumble. I will not fear, though the whole earth be shaken. And the mountains be thrown into the ocean's deep basin. Though the waters roar, and the trees shake with fear; I am never alone.... for God is always near.. There is a river, whose streams bring forth gladness. God is in it's midst and brings true happiness. Let the heathen rage... and the whole earth melt too. The Lord of hosts is with us, and shall protect YOU! Behold his works... and see what he has made. He has caused wars to cease... & destroyed weapons displayed. Be still... He is God and is exalted to glory up on high. He is our protector. He is El-Shadaii! The Lord of hosts is with us... all of heaven does proclam. The awesome power and glory there is... in HIS majestic name! By Jim Pemberton Psalm Ch. 46


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Outstanding Mother by Kenny Davis

“Outstanding Mother” by Kenny Davis

Outstanding Mother
A woman like no other
Who is willing to give hugs and snuggles
To help you pull through the struggles

An Outstanding Mom
So gentle and calm
Who makes all the pain go away
With just a touch of her palm

An Outstanding Mama
Through all the trauma
Is willing to love and guide me
Despite all of my drama

No matter what I call her
She is still a mother to me
She is still outstanding
Beyond understanding

Mother, dear Mother
Speaking for me
Thank you for giving me wings
And setting me free

Wings to fly
And the strength to survive on my own
For keeping a means of sanctuary
One I can gladly call home

You are an angel in your child’s eyes
That’s why you don’t use your arms when we hug
You use the feathery wings God gave you
So warm and snug

You tightly wrap them around me
And gently wipe away all the tears
With the overwhelming blanket of security
You do away with all my fears.

For all you’ve done for me, I know of your love
And I love you too
It’s so obvious God loves me
Because he richly blessed me with a mother like you.

© May 2009 k.davis


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Being A Vessel of God

Being A Vessel of God...

 I met someone in a very difficult situation.
I kept walking and gave
 "no explanation."

I was then asked a very
 direct question:
"I thought you said that 
you're a Christian!"

I began to feel a conviction within my soul.
"Which direction should I take"  
I didn't know.

Either keep walking, or stop 
to help this person in need.
"I suppose just this once... 
I'll do a generous deed."

I reached out and loved 
him in Jesus' name.
And told him that it was for his life 
that our savior came.

My heart was broken as I heard 
all he had gone through.
I was speechless.  I really didn't
 know what to do.

I decided to buy him a cup of coffee 
and a sandwich as well.
And shared that Jesus loves
 him more than words can tell.

He thanked me and said, 
"I'm so glad that you care."
I then was able to lead him 
into a  salvation prayer.

We talked more about God before 
we each went our own way.
But I'll never forget what happened 
that particular day.

It helped me begin to 
realize and truly see...
How God wants so much to use 
someone like me...

By JIm Pemberton  


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Would You Believe Me When I Said

	Would you believe me when I said,
When I asked for help, God gave me you?
My past was all lonely,
My life, a hectic zoo.
	Would you believe me when I said,
When I requested a miracle, you came in my life?
I cried out to God,
That I was tired of these heartaches and strife.
	Would you believe me when I said,
That I begged God for a friend?
And who else but you,
Would our God send?
	Would you believe me when I said,
That when I was tired of living,
God sent me you,
To tell me to keep believing?
	Would you believe me when I said,
That when I cried out for a mother,
He sent me you?
You’re better than a brother.
	Would you believe me when I said,
That when I lost all my hope,
God sent me you?
I’m glad you didn’t tell Him “Nope!”
	Would you believe me when I said,
That I couldn’t ask for anything more?
When He closed that window,
He opened this door.
	I’m so glad,
That God sent me you,
Mrs. Doris, I hope you believe me,
Because all this is true.


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Why-why was I born---My Life Was a Mistake - - -

I memo.. this day.. time
I had spent visiting with a man
He was beside himself
he turned to me
With tears in his eyes
and then said...
My Life was a mistake!!!
I should have Never been born
Why??? why was I.. born
Why did my mother have me..
I don't understand
I know.. I should not 
have ever been born
Why.. was I..

I then said.. Your Mom and Dad..
Loves You.. through them
God made You.. 
Your not a mistake
He made you.. 
just the same as He made me!
Through your Parents.. you was conceived

Then the man said.. to me
as he lowered his head..
You don't understand!!!
I.. I wish.. I was Never born
For I should Not have been born
I was a Mistake..

I then said..unto him
Why? you wish that.. tis such a lie..
For God has His Divine Reasons
He has Great Plans for You
He Loves You.. just as much as He Loves me

Then the man.. looked at me
Tears running down his checks
He said.. You don't understand
I was born from a Rape.. 
My Mother was Raped!!!..
I was Not planned.. I was a big Mistake!!!

I then said.. to him
Tears in my eyes..
Please Listen.. God Made YOU..
Wether you be born from a Rape
Or your mother conceived you
by some.. semen tube
God has His Reasons
HE is the one Whom made You
He does NOT make Mistakes
You are Not a Mistake
He Loves You.. 
He gave Out of His Love
His Only begotten Son
Whom died.. and then Risen
Just for You.. and Yes.. for me..
And all God's Children.. 
You see.. God does NOT Make Mistakes

But then this man
turned and walked away..

That was the last-time
I seen of him-alive
For yes.. this man..
God have mercy.. he died
He took his own life

As I memo.. this day
Tears come to my eyes
I wished.. there would have been a way
Something.. I could've said that day
To get him to realize
God does NOT make Mistakes
For Out of God's Love
He Gave to Us All
Gift of Life.. here.. on Earth
And By His Divine Grace..
His Greatest Gift Of Eternal Life..
With Our Saviour.. Jesus Christ

Jesus died so we all could Live
Life is a Gift.. Here.. on Earth.. 
and Greatest Gift Eternal Life-ReBirth
We all are Worth More 
Then.. We Realize or understand
We All Our In God's Divine Plans

Come to Jesus
For No-one Life is a Mistake
             God Made YOU Beautiful
                            Just the Way YOU are
God Loves YOU THAT MUCH
             God Loves All of Us..


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tiny baby

Tiny flutters like tiny unfelt yet kicks
Little baby, a sweet mother’s bliss
A mother who can't wait to give the tiny you
Hugs and lots of kisses too 

I dreamed last night of your tiny face
An angel indeed, made from God’s sweet embrace 
A miracle that has come about 
Ment as a gift from God too daddy and I no doubt

When everyone else thought it would never happen again
When our tear drops were falling like rain 
We got the joyful news that you were due to come 
I could feel my heart beating in my ears like a drum

I know that somehow you can now hear
Oh, what a thrill you will bring us here!
Now hush my baby, it’s time to rest
Inside my womb, your own calm nest

May God help me to keep you safe
And always keep you strong, I pray
I loved you before you were even conceived 
And I love you more now that I have you

love your mommy


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Mary's Motherhood

The Church cannot forget her mission Was made possible by the Motherhood of Mary Who conceived and bore a Son Who is God from God True God from True God Mary is truly the Mother of God Whose motherhood as the vocation to motherhood Bestowed by God on every man raised to its highest level Thus, Mary becomes the mother of the Church and to be New Eve The mother of believers, the mother of the living J.


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A Young Man With A Heavy Load


A Young Man With A Heavy Load… I was watching a young man walking down my road. I could tell that he was sad, and carrying a “heavy load.” You see his dad had recently “up and left the home.” Now he and his mom were left all alone! I could tell it was hard for him to hold back the tears. Especially after being with his dad for so many years! I don’t think that parents think about what they say and do. They can hurt and betray the one who said; “I love YOU!” When this happens… I know that the heart of God is hurting.. Too many couples are together, but their eyes “keep flirting.” They feel happy to have a family, but soon it’s not enough… And quickly run out when things get “tough.” The dishonesty, lying and cheating are too commonplace… I’ve seen the heartache and pain upon a loved one’s face. Jesus knows all about the hurt and pain that this can cause. He also knows about the “friction” caused by the “in-laws.” For the one that may be thinking of leaving his or her family… You may think it’s fun now… But you’re not going to be happy! Whatever is tugging at your heart now may seem “appealing.” But it’s the love from your spouse and kids that you’re stealing! I challenge you to be the man or woman of God he wants you to be! You need to be with the family God gave you! Can’t you see??? Come on back and spend the quality time you need to spend. Your family and children need you both as a parent and a friend! Allow the love of Jesus Christ to bind your hearts together! May his peace and joy comfort you now and forever! Allow your home to be filled with the love of God’s precious son! May be bring your family together in unity… As ONE! By Jim Pemberton


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My Mother, My Pearl

God blessed the world with a precious gem. My mother my pearl the woman of my world. A 
fine gem it was to bless the lady that i love. A Love so fine, a love so devine, A love that 
leaves no one behind. God blessed the world with lots of special pearls. God gave me the 
pearl that changed my world; to hold near and dear till my heart shows no fear. My mother, 
my pearl the light of my world. For when it is dark the thought of my mother with god will 
brighten my heart and brightens my day, it will make all that pain go away. Lord, shine on 
my mother, my pearl, For one day i will see my pearl in God's world. Continue to sleep, for 
one day my life will be at peace. Shine on the world to let everyone know the beauty of my 
mother, my pearl.


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This Past Year


I think about this past year... It “came and went…” I wonder that kind of life have I really spent? It almost seems like yesterday that I was a young man… “I had the world in the palm of my hand.” I had many goals, ambitions and dreams. I wanted to enjoy life and do so many things. Looking back on time and how quickly it’s gone by. I gaze up into the beauty of the stars in the sky. As I get older and think about another “resolution.” I find myself with another problem with no “solution.” I think about a God... Who made all of this a possibility! He’s offered to me love, hope and tranquility! I’m going to make a new commitment this January 1st. No matter if things get better… Or things get worse… I’m going to give my life and family to God above. And ask him to bless our home with his mercy and love. I’m going to try to live for him the best way I know. And seek his blessings wherever I may go! I’m going to give to God a love and strong commitment. It’s only in him where I’ll find true fulfillment! There’s an important fact, I shall always remember… God is with me from January thru December! He will be there to guide each step that is taken! With him in my life… I’m never alone or forsaken! By Jim Pemberton


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Can God Find You Faithful

Can God Find You Faithful?

I once knew a man had made
up his mind.
He left his wife and children behind!

He met someone who “captured his heart.”
This was a deception 
from the very start!

His wife gave God and their kids
her love and attention...
But her husband went
Into another direction!

  They went to church...
 And did their "Sunday best."
How could this 
 turn into such a mess?

Temptation can happen to anyone!. 
Whether rich or poor.
Be careful what you allow to
 enter your heart's door.

Regardless of whether you've been
 married for a lot of years..."
One shameful act can bring
 heartache and tears!

The love that’s been given...
  Let no one take away!
No matter what others think...
 Or what they might say.

Stay true to God!  You'll be 
glad you did!
His love and joy will bless you
 each day you live!

Jesus will never forsake you!
Or leave you alone!
Allow HIM to bring peace and
 restore your home!

By Jim Pemberton


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mother

Mother

Mother why did u leave
To live in the sky
Mother did you know
You forget to say goodbye

And when I’m sick
And cover in bed
Who will give me medicine?
And kiss my head

Mother did you see me
How much I cry
Father said its god will
To make you die

If god loves us all
 Why did he take your life?
Away from your little boy
Who is only five?

Mother did you see me
My first day in school
 Mother I comb my hear so nice
And I look so cool

Dad says you watching me
Mother can you see what I do
Dad says I look
Everything like you

And when dad takes me to the park
And kids are their mommy
I cry in side for you
But never let dad see

Mommy I am so scared
Why did you had to go
I keep praying that you will
Come back home tomorrow

But I know you are in heaven
Dad says you’re an angel
So I wall always be good
So one day will join you as well

Mother please looks over me
Your little boy is so alone
And if get a chance to leave heaven
Please come back home



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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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* The key chain

the new store opened in town, everyone including herself
was eager to go check it out and see what was there.
as she arrived and got out she thought I am not gonna
like this store it was nothing fancy, no big bold signs
no displays in the windows except the words WELCOME.

she grabbed a cart as she always did slowly walking down 
each and every row, nothing was really interesting her so
she went back up front put the cart back, as she started to
leave she saw at the corner all lined up boxes of key chains.
most were plain, some fancy and one that she could not stop
looking at, she picked it up it was a key chain with a cross.

at the bottom hang a small sign that said pray. now she had 
stopped praying many months ago her faith shaken by so 
many unanswered prayers, so many things had been happening
she felt God had had not been listening to her.

she laid the key chain down and went to her car she couldn't
get the key chain out of her mind. why she asked her self is
this bothering me so? she got back out went back in bought
the key chain and placed it on her ring.

a few seconds later a mother started screaming for help!,
she got out of her car and ran to her called 911 and asked if
there were anything she could do, the mother crying said my
son is dying he is the last of my children would you pray and
ask God to let me keep him longer. she was so taken back.

she silently held the key chain and asked God for help for this
mother and her son. tears began falling she realized than and there
that her life had been filled with so many blessings but she took them
all for granted from that day on the key chain went every where with 
her and never again did she think her problems were greater than others.

she told God that day she knew why it was she was meant to get that
key chain, the word pray did not mean just for her but for those all
around who had nothing and felt so alone, afraid, empty and sad. 
she prayed and prays every day  now knowing the cross on the chain
is God and the word pray is for all out there who needs prayers.


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Mom needs our prayers

My mom is in the hospital and she's very ill.
I hope that God steps in and helps her to heal.
She's in critical condition, one of her legs had to be amputated.
The doctors and nurses have given up hope and I'm devastated.
When she opens her eyes, she doesn't even recognize me.
She and I are very close and if she dies, it will drive me to my knees.
She has a blood clot in one of her lungs and she has a lot of infection.
If a lot of people pray for her, the good Lord might give her protection.
She's in so much pain that it causes her to squirm in her bed.
When my phone rings, it scares me because it might be somebody calling to inform me that she's dead.
If she dies, it will be extremely hard for me and my relatives to cope.
But she's not dead yet so that means there may be hope.
Mom is a great person and if she dies, it will truly be unfair.
It will mean a lot to me and my relatives if she receives your prayers.

(Dedicated to Agnes Johnson, my mom.)


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A Big Problem In Churches Today


A Big Problem In Churches Today… There’s a big problem in churches deep within… Very few preach on the topic of; “SIN.” Sin is a very powerful and destructive force! Many families are coming apart and ending in divorce! Getting involved in perversions of various kinds… Many are getting a garbage of filth in their minds! Too many pastors are afraid to preach of a God who’s HOLY! They remain silent and consider it a bunch of “baloney! It’s just too easy to come and play “the Sunday game.” But at home… Things are not the same! Not everyone in church is doing fine and “o.k.” It doesn’t matter how you listen or what you say! God is a God of love but also of holiness too! He wants the best kind of life for me and YOU! He said to “take up the cross and come follow me!” This is the only way we can be TOTALLY FREE!!! Whatever sin or problem is “holding you down.” Seek the awesome presence of Jesus that can be found! If you can’t find his presence in your church building… Come to him in prayer! Seek his power of forgiving! He is God! There is NOTHING that you need to fear! Through the blood of Jesus… Your sins will disappear! He is and will always reward those who diligently seek him! All of your struggles you can put “beneath him!” “Though your sins be as back as scarlet, they can be as white like snow!” Once you’ve met the master. And the redeemer of your soul! By Jim Pemberton


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My prayer

Dear God, if one day I become a mother,
Help me follow the right way.
Give me the strength to learn my children 
To care, love and help each other.
Give me strength, if come what may,
To be a good wife to my husband.

And God, if I come to a fall, help me
To stand up, show me my mistakes so I can see.
So I can prevent it from happening again.
Give me the courage to be a women, ten out of ten.

And God if it is Your will that I should get married,
Let it be the best I can find, if I could.
Thank you God for every thing you did for me,
For waking me up, for making my eyes to see 
The wonders You did today.
AMEN.


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An Adulterous Situation

An Adulterous Situation I knew of a couple, involved in an adulterous situation. A person involved, claimed that he was a Christian! He told others that he wanted to tell her about the Lord… But this involvement in sin, he couldn’t well “afford!” A “casual” encounter led to the marriage’s destruction. Her husband was so hurt, he could hardly “function.” How could this man think there’s “nothing wrong with it.” “It must be fine.” He thought. “everyone’s doing it!” Jesus has come, that we might have freedom from within! Going to church, doesn’t give us a “license to sin!” God gave us marriage, as a holy and divine covenant! He gave us his word, so that our lives can be abundant! May this be a stern warning to one and all! That which may look attractive, will cause us to fall! If there’s something more from marriage that you desire… Be careful! Your deep passions will burn like a fire! May I encourage you to pray and seek the Lord above! And ask him to build your marriage on his love! Only he can restore everything the enemy has taken! He’ll be with you, when you may feel totally forsaken! Adultery is like a cancer cell… That will eventually destroy! It’ll rob you of the many blessings, that God wants you to enjoy! What God has joined as one... May there be no separation! But a heart of unselfishness, and a renewed dedication! By Jim Pemberton


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THE EXCRUCIATING CRUCIFIXION

He was the Lamb that had to be slaughtered 
during the Passover and without Calvary, there wouldn't have been any salvation;
nothing would have forgiven our unpardonable sin!
Christ, as Isaiah prophesied, came when Jerusalem
was in dire need of a king who promised freedom!
The Romans were the conquerors with that mighty sword,
but only the defiant Barabbas waged war against Caesar with many a rebellion! 



Many say that we shouldn't venerate the cross which Jesus died upon,
but without the presence of that cross, we couldn't have been saved;
Jesus' blood gushed from it, to stain the rocks below, and wash all inequities away...
and the weeping and wailing of His mother Mary deepened when Christ expired,
as the earthquake jolted Jerusalem's streets and Temple,
to even make the envious and skeptical Priests tremble,
the radiant sun became invisible as darkness covered all;
and was it a coincidence or the undeniable fact that God Himself showed us His mercy?



We haven't carried the heavy wooden cross through Jerusalem and being whipped,
and laughed at; and we haven't seen those women cry for the Christ whom they heard speak;
and we haven't felt the agony of the most atrocious hour that He endured for us all! 
An impostor wouldn't have suffered and died to become the Redeemer they awaited,
a liar wouldn't have glorified His Father and preached a Gospel that offered much hope;
History was changed at Golgotha, and human kindness nurturing divine love triumphed!
Lord Jesus, many heard you speak on the Mountain and beheld what we could not! 
Lord Jesus, Andrew and John stood by you and comforted Your Mother with their tears!     
 


As you promised the good thief...Lord, remember us, too when we testify in Your favor
or die for Your sake! Paradise awaits us, and all who believe in goodness, not evil;
the excruciating crucifixion was predestined, not being staged by Man who hated love,
it had to happen in order for Humanity to reconcile with their forsaken God of Israel!
We can never be worthy for Your sacrifice, unless we become the messengers of true faith...
to uphold truth and dignify love as you often did in words and deeds!
If we forget Your passion, nothing can magnify the purpose of Your death;
and without a shepherd, this flock will aimlessly roam among rocks and weeds!   

 

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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A mothers Love

A Mama’s Love.

Words can’t tell the love a Mother gives, 
How precious and compassionate the life in which she lives.

She sweeps her children close and protects them with her love,
And prays for God to hear her words in heaven above.

She is willing to lay down her life, if that is what it takes,
For each of her children, and forgive each one of all there mistakes.

Her voice speaks clearly, and some times she needs to be stern,
She never allows her heart to wonder, never far from concern.

She can kiss away the hurt, or bandage a skinned up knee,
She can even help her little one down from a tree.

So many times her prayers are often hid, no one ever knows-
To keep those little ones well upon there toes. 

Her heart has been broken oh so many times, and her eyes filled with tears.
But she has agreed and knows that her love must last for many years.

The shoes she’s tied, and the buttons pressed through there holes,
Her prayer is always that God will save, and keep her Children’s souls.

She watches each day, and see’s her small ones grow,
And she is so proud of them, a smile she often bestows.

A Christian Mother is a blessing to her small and little one.
Her love is needed from the rising of the morning sun.

God bless each, and every Mom all over Gods land,
And keep her with us, and in our hearts –and blessed by Gods hand.

A loving Mother is more precious than any treasure every found,
I’m sure you feel that yours is the best than any around.

Don’t forget to hug, and love on mom today,
Let her know she is so precious, and loving in her own special way.

By: Wendell L Mays 
Mother’s Day 2009 


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The Older I Am

The Older I Am… It seems like the older I am, with each passing day. There’s someone that I know who “passes away.” I remember as a child, 40 seemed to be “old.” Now, it seems quite young. As I’ve been told. This life that I have is wonderful and God given. He wants to be with me each day that I’m livin. The older I am, the more I begin to see. I need much more of God, and a lot less of me! Whatever path in life that I might choose. Without God in control. I’m going to lose! He’s the one that I need to take control. His word brings nourishment to my soul! His word and commandments need to be obeyed. There’s nothing for HIS LOVE I would ever trade! I thank you my lord for the life I have received. An eternal life with you, I want to achieve! The older I am…The closer I get to my mansion above God has blessed me and given me his eternal love! One more day with Jesus is sweeter than before! No matter my age. I’ll always need him MORE! He is and will always be with me till the end of time. I’m so glad that I am his. And he is MINE! By Jim Pemberton


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My Thoughts Are Not With You

Dear Jimmie, where ever you are,
I want you to know that I do fail to notice you by far.

You ill-treated me to no end when no one was there,
Around my mother or anyone you would not dare.

When I understood, I labeled as a coward at his best,
I often think about your anger towards me as you rest.

Praying to God about the son you left behind,
He turned out like you over a period of time.

Very abusive to women and others he meet,
??That devil??…I will defeat!

As I grew to understand that what you did was not cool,
Your intact being so cold and cruel.

Why were you so filled with rage I must ask?
Relationships…and marriages should be a Blessing and not a task.

I guess you never learned to love anyone you met,
A sadistic cycle…I am willing to bet.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my son with ALL of my heart,
Through my loving mother’s quest to help me with him, we grew apart.

Now born, living and descended from your evil soul,
An inquiry from him about you I pray remain untold.

“Rest In Peace” I would NEVER say to you…
The pain and hurt you caused me my mother never knew.

Seeing you again is certainly not something I wish,
Forgetting what you done is something I can not accomplish.

Because I see you in my son each and everyday,
I pray to God…that that vicious cycle will go away.

I will not say thank you for my son…because it was God
...and God alone,
I will love him dearly until I am dead and gone.

So again, as I live life I will continue pray…
to God that my son will change 1 DAY!!

Hell,is where you should be…
Thank God there was NEVER a you and me!

Your son's name is J***** jus' in case.
Again, I never hope to see you again face-to-face!

Seems your family tried to cover up why you took your own life,
But it came out that your father, abused you, G**** and your mother B*****, his first wife.

It sad to know that you were probably molested like[ our] son by YOUR dad,
When he died, I was not sad.

All I could think about was that he hurt everyone around him and you were the worst end result,
And  that he was born and raised to be a monsterous adult.

How for back in the family this abuse go,
With him gone, I guess we will never, ever know.

If you are listening from above,
The ONLY thing I regret is that you were never taught to love.

Sincerely Yours, "Jackie"


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YOU PREACHED: A Tribute to Pastor Arlee Griffith Jr.

you preached to us that the way to achieve an ultimate makeover
is to concede control to God and let the Holy Spirit takeover
you preached to us that we need to take up our towel of service
and then realize and utilize our God given purpose
you preached to us in the year of 2005 
that we are all blessed to even be alive
you preached to us in the year of 2006
that we need to study the word of God to get our spiritual fix
you preached to us in the year of 2007
that there's a happy hour awaiting us up in heaven
you preached to us on how we can make 2008 great
is by getting our relationship with the Lord God straight
you told us we need to do more than just go wishing
but to go out and make disciples by going soul fishing
you told us we need to hear a word from our sponsor, Jesus Christ
and then stay tuned to His channel until we get it right
you told us that whether wise or otherwise
we need to stay focused on God's eternal prize
and when you get into your pastoral groove
your words and message make our spirits move
and when you ask to speak for a few minutes more
believe nobody is making a move towards the chapel doors
to an anointed man of God, Pastor Griffith I thank your grandmother today
for handing God her healing hands that brought you to this day
so congratulations and happy anniversary to you and the first family
for 19 years of leadership and preaching with God's authority


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A Mothers Prayer

[Inspired by Andy Litchfield –Singer & Songwriter] In the middle of the night, You can hear a mother’s prayer; Has saved many a child; Answers God’s angels bear. Many a life’s been preserved By a mother’s words; Spoken to God in earnest, As dawn touches the birds. A mother’s prayer is spoken, Motivated by God’s love; Praying for her child’s safety, Or for salvation from above. Mothers’ prayers are sweet To the ears of God on high, For they are seasoned by heaven— With love’s knot tied. Mother’s prayers are essential, When her child goes astray; Chooses a life of sin And gets lost along the way. For the training she has given Is not always heeded. So through mother’s prayers A return to God is seeded. Mothers’ prayers are precious; Each one is always heard. Each word finds its way to heaven— Answers these prayers do afford. Many a child would never Return to the arms of love, If not for mother’s prayers Sent in faith to God above. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2009-2012 www.maureenlefanue.com


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Time Here Well Spent

Where does time go...
Does anyone know....

My childhood zipped by light a streak of lighting in the skies,
I look back and say, boy how times flies!

A mother and a grandmother too,
Time is still passing and there is so much left to do.

I talk to God to see if I was doing ok in His eye,
I sitting and waiting on His reply.

Since I don't know how much time I have left on this God created land,
I will continue to love and help where I can.

My current plan is to feed a family a week throughout the month of December,
...as I have had needy days and nights as far back as I can remember.

This is not a task, but a true,true Blessing,
I wish I that I could more than half of what they are requesting...

As this will come later, God Will and His way,
As I fullfill these Blessings I ask that you ALL pray.

Happy Holidays!


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Godparents

Sometimes God may take away
Our Beloved Mom's and Dad's,
He has a bigger plan for them
that we may never understand.

But, that is why Our Parents 
decided long ago,
to choose Two Special People
They knew would Love Us So.

These People are also Parents,
But, we put God before that name,
Because they show the kind of Love,
that's EXACTLY like the same.

Exactly The Same Kind of Love
That God gives whether we are Good or Bad,
They're Always there to Smile at You,
Or Hold You when You're Sad.

These Two Special People,
I KNEW Right From The Start,
Would ALWAYS be Right There For Me,
We would Never Grow Apart.

And so My Dearest Godparents,
I say to You today; You have
A HUGE Place in My Heart,
That IS Forever there to Stay.


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It's Ok Mama To Let Go

it's ok mama to let go
for the angels told me so
i'm no longer afraid 
to be on my own

it's ok mama to let go
go be with daddy 
so he doesn't feel 
so all alone

it's ok mama to let go
you've earn your wings
for god has told me so

it's ok mama to let go
i'll be waiting and watching
for your spirits aglow

it's ok mama to let go
for god exponged that cancer
and now lets you travel to and fro



Happy Mother's Day Mama {1934 - 2005 }
RIP


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ONLY WHEN GOD IS WALKING DOWN MY PATH

I may look very naive and vulnerable,
hiding the pangs of my distress so well,
looking normal and walking too brisk...
only when God is walking down my path.


I seem to look away and shun the troubles,
but inside I am hurting like anybody else,
who dreams of a coming universal peace...
only when God is walking down my path. 


I nourish my body and thank my Creator
for every slice of bread and drink of water,
the essential things that not everyone has...
only when God is walking down my path.


Since my birth, I have been sheltered by a roof top,
feeling no rain, hearing no wind, bearing no bitter cold;
blessings are added daily, not taken away by wrath,
all this is possible...only when God is walking down my path.


I was given a loving mother who cared for my daily needs 
watched me grow and I spiritually grew to praise Him in my hymns; 
and her unforgettable and soft words still echo, as when I knelt down and wept,
not making me stray from my course...only when God walked down my path. 


I have been fortunate enough to have lived and survived
this long and witnessed may events that have shaped
a changing world in constant turmoil, unwilling to get rid of ugly hate;
I feel very sound and safe...only when God is walking down my path.


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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my mom

                                God, I always pray for you
                           And I want to ask you for something 
                    I want you to protect my mom from everything;
                         I want you to protect her from sickness, 
                         I want you to protect her from danger,
                         I want to protect her from darkness
                                  Without her im nothing
                    She is the light, she is the key of my life
                 So please god don’t take her away from me
                              I always need her beside me
                            When im sad I only go to her
                        When im confused I only go to her 
       When im in a trouble, she helps me to get my self out of it  
              When im heart hurted she makes me feel better
                   When I need an advice I go to her
                                  I tell her all my secrets
                                  I tell her all my feelings
                                 Without her, my life stops 
           When my mom gives me a hug, she makes me feel warm
          When my mom talks to me, her voice makes me feel happy
                  My mom is an opiate that makes me feel relax…
                       So please god don’t ever forget my mom, 
                             And keep her always there for me


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My dearest papa

Lingering, in the dusky haze,
Is your ever-affectionate gaze,
Your effervescence, always, does stay,
To my heart, marking its way,
This eternal tranquil love of yours,
Every problem, it successfully cures, 
Your blessings, with devotion, I do heed,
You beyond doubt, O Papa, are a dreadful need,
A phase of rejuvenation, of my life, this is,
Affected by a warm hug, a small kiss,
A deep significance, this triumph beholds,
From this, a love lasting an eon, unfolds,
Dear Daddy, all that I wanna tell,
There’s a prominent spot in my heart where you dwell,
Success would have merely been,
A far- fetched reverie once seen.
But you gave me a great chance,
To strike up, and accomplish my trance,
Daddy, you corrected all my mistakes,
And I’ll always value that, whatever it takes. .
I at all times do wonder,
Why opportunities go all blunder,
Why the problems ain’t solved in an instant,
Why before every trouble, life has to bend,
You led me out of the doubts,
Fished a grin out of my pouts,
Life is to face, fight and fright them all,
With you beside, dad, I can really stand tall,
Confusions always flicker in my mind,
Does God exist, I really wanna find,
But a look at my dad and mom, once I take,
And my heart tells me, “Now don’t fake,
“There they stand, before thee,
“And all the while, you moron can’t see”,
The realization, in me, soon did dawn,
Such a great fortune— from God was I born!


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Baby Birds

It is the ending of a lovely day
The baby birds are causing Mom distress.
I hear them peeping in the big oak tree.
“Now hush yourselves”, their weary mother says.

“We must be up to greet the early dawn.
When God sets fire to all the eastern sky,
Be there before the early worms are gone.
Now quiet down, I’ll sing a lullaby.”
								 
Her sweet voice rises, lulling babes to sleep.
All night sounds still to hear the lovely song
And from young birdlings not another peep          
With God and Mother near the whole night long.




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Death Is Nothing: The True Story Of Nat Turner - Part 1

The original version of this piece is too long for me 
to post in its entirety, so it had to be sectioned off. Of 
all that I've written, I am most proud of this work due 
to its historical accuracy. I hope you enjoy it as well. It 
was an honor to write this.


Lying in this shallow ditch I hear as they arrive, the 
miracle of God is all that's keeping me alive,

and it is that belief in God to which each day I strive, 
surprised at this much faith? Just simply gaze into 
my life.

Was born in 1800, month October 2nd day, and knee 
high to a hopper when my daddy ran away,

before you climb your soapbox and begin to think 
that way, remember these are times when all the 
black folk here are slaves.

Imagine being sold like stock, to work when cold or 
hot, the overseers beatin people if they're old or not,

do not defy the owner, best believe you will be sick, 
of getting 10 to 20 lashes from the master's whip.

My last name wasn't given at my birth and that's a 
fact, my given name's Nathaniel but they choose to 
call me Nat,

the surname of my owner Samuel is what I claim, 
you put it all together yes, Nat Turner is my name.

I think about Old Bridget, that's my grandmother you 
know, they snatched her out of Ghana, brought her 
here to freezing cold,

she ran the Coromantee who were known for slave 
revolts, she watched the seeds get planted in me 
grow and take a hold.

I thought myself the lucky one for I could read and 
write, it brought me to The Bible and I learned to 
read it right,

then spent my childhood years admidst the Spirit up 
above, it fit my needy soul just like a mitten or a glove.

I ran away at first when I was only 22, I should've 
stayed away because I really wanted to,

but 1 month later, picture this it's me a black man 
free, a vision told me that I should go back and that 
was key.

The visions I receive I know are messages from 
God, Old Bridget had religion shining deep within my 
heart,

I will inform the brethren and won't stop until they're 
saved, The Prophet is the name that I was called by 
fellow slaves.

As 6 years pass of this I know it never is too late, the 
hands of the Almighty have me primed for 
something great,

I carry heavy shoulders for a man of 28, until I 
worked the master's field one faithful day in May........

To Be Continued 


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Perfect Providence

God chooses a woman to deliver us unto earth
In preparation for our regeneration – our spiritual rebirth 
Knitting us together within her womb from life’s seed
Oh what a wondrous miracle God performs indeed
Given by the grace of God Almighty
She never should be forsaken or taken lightly
We have to abide by what the Holy Bible says
To honor thy mother and unto us shall be added length of days 
So never base your relationship solely on what she does
Strictly adhere to the teachings of Jesus Christ and be led by His example of unconditional love
For fleeting and ever changing are our human emotions
We have to rely on spiritually guided devotion
What God calls into being  is never a coincidence
But of everlasting truth and perfect providence
Your mother was created especially for you so your birth could be fulfilled
Always keep in mind this is all of His will
So let her breathe in the aroma of the gifted rose while she is still here
If she has passed let the fragrance of sweet memories within your mind keep her near Mothers are a special gift bestowed unto us by the Lord
For through her our soul enters earth in perfect line for the ultimate reward
Of salvation by the redeeming power of  Jesus Christ
And the final destination to everlasting life


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as i recall my dear mother

As i recall my dear mother
I could have been happy with no other 
She had many glorious days,
and heartaches too
some caused by me and things I would do
I regret many unruly things I did
But with her praying and God watching,
nothing could be hid we had many good 
hours of blessings and joy just her and God and her only boy
She always taught us right from wrong
She was a lady that was might strong 
When she got sick and went away 
We did not try to persuade her to stay
God had another plan much larger plan
For him and her to stroll hand and hand 
          By son,Buzzie


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Strong Mother

Growing up in a house full of abuse My father beating my mother everytime he taste the juice. Destroying her beauty and taking her pride I remember each night that my mother cried, but my God brought her through, I couldn't ask for another My beautiful black queen, my strong black mother. A fist to the stomach,a slap in the face woman you better stay in your place Don't you know I love you, don't make me hit you again Wash my clothes, fix my dinner and bring me my juice and gin. My God brought her through, I couldn't ask for another my beautiful black queen, my strong black mother. Strong mother, that's her title, I wouldn't dare ask for another My beautiful black queen, my strong black mother.


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We're Greatly Influenced By Society


We’re Greatly Influenced By Our Society We’re greatly influenced by our society. Our culture comes in many types of “varieties.” Often, there is a wicked and sinful force.. As people forget God, and look to another “source.” Too often, many in society have “confused” minds. Evil and perversion come in many different kinds We often read in the news just about every day. Something that another “confused” mind has to say. “Where did this person go wrong?” Is wondered. Another family or person is “torn and plundered.” “If my people humble themselves, and repent of their ways.” “I will heal their land!” This is what God says! Without God as the focus of our life’s attention. We’re sure to go “off course.” Into the wrong direction. “There is a way that seems right.” “But the end is death.” This is a truth of God’s word… Until your last breath! Jesus is the answer to any kind of difficult situation. We desperately need him all across our nation! Only he brings the love and fulfillment we need to obtain. We can find everything we need in HIS precious name! By Jim Pemberton


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haiku god mother

a naughty baby
cries till her mother comes
you are my mother















        haiku god mother/haiku Copyright (C) rajat kanti chakrabarty 11/24/2014


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Mother

As you lie there in pain hurting as you are
Our hearts go out to you, whether we are near or far
No matter what our differences have been until this day
We get down on our knees, every night and pray
Asking God to ease your pain, and to hold your hand
No matter where you go, no matter where you land

Your life is oh so precious, we love you Mom we do
We know that there are times that you think this is not true
But whether we have talked, or if we see each other
It will never change the fact that we love you our dear mother!

Your time is growing short, as your life it slips away
So I am asking God to guide you, each and everyday
To let you go on, where pain you'll feel no more
And paradise you'll find ,as you enter through that door

Mom, you taught us all, that God had intended to
Be shown upon your children, so they know what to do
Lessons in life you have tried to teach us all
Some of us may stand and some of us may fall
We were given you, to love us now and forever
The greatest plan from God, was You, and it was clever

So mom go walk that path, that brings you to your love
And be with Dad and God, in Heaven up above
Don't fight this anymore, just close your eyes and go
For this is what is best, for this we know is so

We'll say our goodbyes now, please know we all love you
We'll miss you even more, but mom this you must do
We'll hold your hand, as you leave us here today
To go to a better place, and be with God to stay

Mom we'll be ok, we want whats best for you 
Your tired and your weak, for this we know is true
Your always in our hearts, but this you know is best
We love you mom, now please, go with God and rest!


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Another Saints gone home

We just got the news today
she will soon be going away
the doctors done all that they can do
but it's not over for her
she's just going home
she's faught her fight 
Her battles now are through

another saints gone home Hallelujah
another child of God reaches Her heavenly home
another saints gone home Hallelujah
Praise the Lord 
for now at last her victory is won

When the time has come for me to go away
I want my friends and family to see
that its not time to mourn
but to celebrate 
this life I've lived
 I pray they all may sing

another saints gone on hallelujah
another child of God reaches the Heavenly gates
another saints gone home hallelujah
Praise the Lord
Some day we'll see her in the heavely home.

By Treasa Jarvis 
Dedicated to the memory of my grandmother Beulah Campbell who was a great 
inspiration to me..


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mother earth

> chorus) rainbows are a sign of god and mother earth they smile down
> upon us. Oh smile upon this great day the day in which the sun is
> shining and a rainbow is shown in the sky.
> (verse) Golden light shine down on me. Let the lion roar and the
> eagle sing, Golden light look upon this day and rejoice in the name
> of the lord!
> (chorus) rainbows are a sign of god and mother earth they smile down
> upon us. Oh smile upon this great day the day in which the sun is
> shining and a rainbow is shown in the sky.
> (verse) Mother earth I gaze upon your beauty I look to the tree's and
> see you within them. Golden light sing of the virtues and be free!
> (chorus) rainbows are a sign of god and mother earth they smile down
> upon us. Oh smile upon this great day the day in which the sun is
> shining and a rainbow is shown in the sky.
> (Verse) Oh rainbow the colors of the world shine down upon us! Let
there be a day where we can rejoice within our souls. And that you
rejoice within the world sing from the mountain tops all the way to
the valley's.
(chorus) rainbows are a sign of god and mother earth they smile down
upon us. Oh smile upon this great day the day in which the sun is
shining and a rainbow is shown in the sky.

copyrighted by penny lapsley 2008


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DO NOT WORRY

 Do not worry
my unknown son, 
for GOD has a plan for us we shall overcome

 Do not worry 
my unknown son,
for tomorrow has many days,
you and I will stand up and give GOD
praise

 Do not worry
my unknown son,
for with GOD nothing can stand in our way
no waiting on lines, no delay

 Do not worry
my unknown son,
for tomorrow I will see you protecting
you from all evil in clear view who may want to 
pursue.

 "Do not worry"
Lord, is what you say please give me
the strength to protect my son today.


Details | I do not know? | |

Mommy "A Tear From Heaven"

Mommy,  why don't you cry for me?
Why did you turn the lights out on me?
I now watch you, from heavens window.
Wondering why, you through me away.
You said that I was to much for you.
But mommy, all I wanted was a hug one day.

Mommy, you will never know if I'm a boy or a girl.
With dark brown hair, or golden curls.
Mommy  when you aborted me, my cries did end.
But God gave them back, when I came to him.
And if you look to the sky, I'm the brightest star.
Shining from the heavens, so very far.

So mommy, don't you ever feel sad for me.
Because I do love you.....and mommy,
The next time it rains, It's just tears from me.
Mommy God tells me that someday you'll see.
And I know what ever God says is true.
So goodnight mommy.....and I do forgive you.


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Called to be a Vessel

the gospel of Luke is the most detailed accounting of Jesus Christ
It reveals His conception, His early childhood and His missionary life
In the gospel of Luke he tells about God's 2 part master plan
to deliver a Messiah into Israel's hands 

the first part of the plan was to send an anointed blessing
to Zachariah and Elizabeth for all their years of childless stressing
a son was finally born to them whose mission would be one of preparation
John the Baptist who would pave the way for the One coming to deliver salvation

the second part of the plan was the supernatural conception of God's chosen one
a virgin girl with a true faith to be the vessel for His earthly son
Mary was her name and in her the Lord God had found favor
the 2nd cousin to John the Baptist and now to become the mother of our Savior

Mary went to her cousin Elizabeth and told her of the Angel's words
at first she was anxious and troubled and then she thought it was absurd
then Elizabeth said, look at me, I carry a miracle in my aged womb
and if the Angel of God said that to you in your mind now make the room
we are connected by blood and it makes perfect sense and sound reasoning
that God would give us both a miracle 
in order to do what for Him is most pleasing
and at that meeting the child in Elizabeth's womb 
received the Holy Spirit and jumped for joy
the confirmation that Mary was the vessel chosen 
to bring forth God's little boy
called to be a vessel Mary was the chosen one
called to be a vessel to give life to God's only Son

as God has a purpose and a mission for each of us
and all He asks is that in His word we learn to trust
for when God gives you a word the situation is already in place
and when God gives you a word just accept His infinite wisdom and grace
it might not make much sense to you but that's all right
just do whatever God desires of you and be acceptable in His sight

called to a vessel for in you God has found favor
called to be a vessel because of your obedient behavior
called to be a vessel by accepting God's purposeful hands
when you're called to be a vessel to carry out the Lord's master plans
 




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Are We Being Driven to God's Elimination


Are We Being Driven to God’s Elimination? In the names of diversity and anti-discrimination. It’s like we’re being driven to God’s elimination! God is being “forced” from many institutions! All in the name of this country’s constitution! We’re told that God and this country must be “separated.” Anything less is what many would call; “discriminated.” Any forms of Godly virtues or values are “torn down.” Any symbol of a cross is often “removed from the town.” It’s no wonder that this country’s in such a big mess! And yet this country wants to be strong and blessed? “What shall the righteous do if the foundations are destroyed?” Meanwhile, the tide of ungodliness, is often “enjoyed.” Those who are trying to remove God! You must beware! His judgment is soon coming! And will catch you unaware! There’s will come a day! When God’s wrath you will endure! The wages of sin is death! This is very true and sure! People may think that removing God is the “thing to do.” Anyone who attempts to do will wind up as “a fool.” Only God can fill the void in life and true love within! Only God has the power to free your soul from sin! The words; “in God we trust,” in our lives must be applied! Everything we’ll ever need… God has supplied! God is this country’s hope! It’s only true foundation! We need HIM right now! To come and heal our nation! By Jim Pemberton


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mom

                            

                                   God, I always pray for you
                           And I want to ask you for something 
                    I want you to protect my mom from everything;
                         I want you to protect her from sickness, 
                         I want you to protect her from danger,
                         I want to protect her from darkness
                                  Without her im nothing
                    She is the light, she is the key of my life
                 So please god don’t take her away from me
                              I always need her beside me
                            When im sad I only go to her
                        When im confused I only go to her 
       When im in a trouble, she helps me to get my self out of it  
              When im heart hurted she makes me feel better
                   When I need an advice I always go to her
                                  I tell her all my secrets
                                  I tell her all my feelings
                                 Without her, my life stops 
           When my mom gives me a hug, she makes me feel warm
          When my mom talks to me, her voice makes me feel happy
                  My mom is an opiate that makes me feel relax…
                       So please god don’t ever forget my mom, 
                             And keep her always there for me


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Tears of blood

Once I though I was invincible
That life will last forever
Now when I look in the mirror
I see that I was not that very clever

The tomorrow that was far away
Is now here today
And I can’t remember yesterday
But I am stuck in it somewhere

The love that had elude me
All of my lonely life
Showed its face again
Only to stabs me like a knife

Now I have to learn to live again
While Tears of blood fall from my heart
And I will never blame her
Because I was not honest from the start

I don’t know how to stop my pain
That’s taking the life out of me
I wish god would take my life
And put me out of my misery

I am so tired of hurting
And I don’t know what to do
Why did god treat me so cruel?
By showing me the magic of you

If he knows it was not going to happen
Why did he make me meet you?
How can he just stand and look
Can’t he see the pain I’m going through?

Am I not a human being?
Have I not done my good deed?
How can he make me hungry for love?
And then not let me get feed

How can god show me love?
And turn his back as on me
I prayer that my mother forgives me
When she laid me to rest in the cemetery

Mother your son was hurting
And he never told anyone how much
But he fell in love with a girl
And couldn’t live without her touch

Please forgive me for the pain I cause
But I just couldn’t live with her
And I couldn’t prayer to god
Because its he who made me suffer

He who send her to me
Like an angel from above
And he know we were so different
But still he made me fall in love

I just love her so much
And it hurts so badly
Because it will take only a miracle
Form her to marry me

They say love don’t discriminate
And that love is blind
So now i hope and wish
That she will be mine

But she said a second chance
Means to say good bye
So mother please forgive me
Without her I had to die


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God May Have Played Favorites

                                                         



                            I think God may have played favorites to give us the parents
that we had.  They taught us how to 

                       love and be thoughtful and glad.  They couldn't stress enough to
never hold a grudge with someone for more

                       than a day, you never know what catastrophe could strike and take
that person away.  Another was to show appreciation by

                       actions because talk is somewhat cheap.  It houses insincere
gestures that honor just can't keep.  My mom's

                       eyes were glazed and full of tears, her courage made her fight. 
Cancer took both breasts and hair our prayers

                       kept hope in sight.  She never showed her fear to us and cooked
dinner most every night.  Her love was

                       so strong and powerful she never got the recognition she deserved.
 That's why I dedicate this poem to my mom

                       and thank God for what I've learned.  The last visit at the
hospital my mom took her last breath and died in 

                       my arms.  My whole world started collapsing as I screamed for the
nurse in alarm.  I wanted to bring my mom back 

                       to tell her sorry for the mean things I had once said but the
doctor said her lungs had filled with fluid and

                       had drowned and was now dead.  We were all consumed in sadness my
dad had lost his way.  He stopped eating and

                       got sick and died 3 months later almost to the very day.  This is
the first time I have ever been able to share

                       with anyone what my heart has been trying to say.  The warm feeling
when God embraces me every time I pray.


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Unconditional Love

( UNCONDITIONAL LOVE )

Was it what she wanted?
She had a choice.
A choice between two,
Pain or Freedom.
You ask yourself, who in normality would ever desire such pain?
Sure you say, selfish freedom most would choose.
Still, she had a choice between the two.
The choice of pain she would choose.

Pain and Suffering.
All of which was unnecessary.
Only the greatness of such beauty would stand so bold and strong through
the enduring pain.
Enduring pain of unselfish giving and years upon years of dedication
purely to one's life.

She would raise him.
She would mold him.
She would do everything at her utmost will to bring him as close to
perfect as inevitably possible.
She spoiled him.
Everything she gave to him.
He did not expect anything, yet she unselfishly gave it all.
Gave it all leaving nothing for herself. Nothing for herself.

All she wanted was the best for him.
He could not even begin to tell of such greatness she has done.
For she had done everything.
Everything way beyond any material standards.
Everything in which would leave him in endless repayment.
Repayment in that all he could do was to love.
To love the Lord for what He has given him.
The greatest gift one could ever receive.
The unconditional love of a mother.
How could one not appreciate the beauty and warmth from the love of a
mother?
How could one not respect to the fullest?
Respect what God only gives to a selected few.
The unconditional love of a mother.
Oh, how I respect it.
How I so incredibly love it.
How I love her.
How I unconditionally love her.

"Thank you Lord," I say for her.
"Thank you Mother," I say to you.
For the greatest gift from God of which you have been.
And Mom, I'll say again and again.
For how my unconditional love for you will last forever beyond the end.

(c) Jasmine Paul 11-22-2014 <3


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My Unborn Tear!

My Unborn Tear 
Bys Spidey Williams 

I cried majority of the time I knew your mother. 
Because She lied to me majority of the time she knew your father. 

Lies I rather not say. 
But in due time you'll learn one day. 

Maybe not, as we hope and pray. 
You mother changes her stubborn ways. 

I've done all I can, 
To be that man! 

But hopefully you'll learn to understand. 
That everything does not always go as planned. 

Choices were made concerning you. 
By the choice I made but and the choices your mother didn't do. 

I wish things could have been better than they are. 
I wish you too could have been my missing star! 

But instead you're my first tear, 
I shed before you're here! 

My voice you may not ever hear. 
But always remember I loved you dear! 

I know I have a funny way of showing love as you may perceived! 
But I now give you and your mother to God above I believe! 

Maybe one day I'll see you face, 
instead of memories I've learned to erase! 

I know you never ask to come into this world. 
Nor did you ever ask to be a fatherless girl! 

But someone or some people made that choice for you already! 
They said on your mark then go, before you were ever set and ready! 

I'm sorry! 

Hopefully you won't learn or be taught to hate me! 
But, if you are I'll accept it gratefully! 

Now I found my star as I shed a tear because truly I do care. 
Praying God sends you and your mother a real man, since I'm no longer there! 

I'll write about you until I leave this earth! 
As I done long before your birth! 

Love your mother as I tried... 
Every time you shed a tear try not to remember why! You again you cried! 

Now I shed yet another tear! 
Because it's only a few months left before you are here! 

In Loving Memory Of......... 

Though Words you are not yet dead......... 
It's better words between us are left unsaid......... 


Details | ABC | |

Mother

Ode to the mother who is so kind
who’s beauty and gospel light always shine.
The mother that I love so dear always does the wash
The mother that I love so dears loves the kitchen store called Bosch.
Mother, I don’t know if you remember the time you once told me, 
that I would always be your baby as long as you were taller;
Believe me Mom that is not quiet fair you always knew I would be smaller.
I never told you how brave and strong you are to me.
Mother I first noticed your strength when grandma left this earth
I know how much it hurt you,
I know how much you cried.
The sorrow that burdened your heart always burdened mine
But the thing that I remember most was how I felt inside
I’d thought that I had lost her forever,
Mom, I thought life would never be the same. 
But then I looked into your eyes and that’s were I lost my pain.
I knew she wasn’t lost because her and you are the same, as long
as you’re my Mommy and forever with me you remain.
I hope one day Mother that I shine the way you do,
with the glory of God inside you and a little bit of grandma too.
Your beauty is more than outward appearance, it’s what’s on the inside I love.
You always put up with me, 
you always seem to care,
So Mother I know I’m not perfect 
and I can be a grouch,
But I know that you love me, and that’s what really counts.
I don’t know why you chose me, but I know why I chose you
Because God believed that you would lead me back to him and would keep me 
close to you.
I could not be more proud of the mother you are to me.
So thank you Mom for being the mother I want to be, I hope one day you will know
how much you will always mean to me.


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Day of all mothers

It’s a very special moment to dedicate this day to our mothers,
It’s filled with meaning to give prominence to their roles;
their significance has shaped the future of men and women –
whose experiences speak a language of gratitude and joy.

Like in the bible when Yahweh formed Adam from soil,
and breathe on him and he came then into life – humanity;
Today’s event leads us to recall when mothers of all cultures
brought us to life and provided us with their love and patience.

Our identity began with that gift of life from God through them.
How good things in life are attributed to their maternal love;
How society honors them in their unique roles as mothers
They’re precious gifts from God and the world can tell us.

To be a disciple of Christ means to be recreated as a new person,
To be a son or daughter of our mothers means to belong to her;
To share gifts with them means to unite ourselves in their hearts,
with an act of transformation and reconciliation to all forms.

They’re paradigms of human sacrifice, love and perseverance,
Their lives have increasing movements of guidance and truth,
In many ways they show us to live in a zone of God’s presence;
with their prayers and wishes that their children will follow Christ.

We make known to them that we love them in a special way,
Their lives of witnessing capture the meaning of today’s event –
that unity they share with us, along with that great love for us,
are echoes of God’s kingdom that celebrates with the power beyond.

There is nothing more important to a child than to say ‘Mom’,
which signifies a colossal thing in regard to historic origin;
a mother to her children, a source of love in conversation,
along with her husband, there’s a covenant to remember.

Recounted as a significant moment to honor our dear mothers,
Both living and dead as they’re indispensable, bringer of love;
Pillars of joy, and a wellspring of family values to all,
Dear mothers across cultures - this is your day that we hail
We remember you with gratitude in our hearts that speak:  happy mother’s day!


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HEALING FROM A BROKEN HEART-PART ONE

I suffered from being hit,
It sometimes hurt to sit:
Bruised and battered one day,
My mother loved me in her own way:
I went to school with a bloody nose,
It didn't matter if it shows:
It embarrassed me so much,
I turned to God for a loving touch:
My tooth was knocked out with a hair brush,
My mother said not to tell, "hush":
My heart was broken a lot,
My mother never got caught:
My broken heart is healing everyday,
God loves me every way:
I thank God for healing me,
I know that he cried with me, you see.


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a wise mother

one of the most beautiful things a woman can experience in life
Is to bring into this world a new baby, a new child for Christ
yet the raising of a child is not such a breeze
yet  God gave women the knowledge and the wisdom to succeed

a woman with faith cried out to Jesus Christ one day
she said "my daughter is possessed by demons who are having their way"
yet how did she know that  Jesus was the Son of Man?
there was no newsletter nor mass media revealing God's master plan
at a time when there was no CNN or FOXNews, just c&f
the channel of the Holy Spirit know as complete faith

"for great is they faith", Jesus said "and because you believe"
"your daughter is now healed, the Holy Spirit she has received"
that mother's heart would not let up nor would it allow distraction
she had God on her mind and through His Word she sought satisfaction

a wise woman, a wise mother that inside all of us
believers in the omnipotent power that is Christ Jesus
If you seek It, you will find It
If you knock upon the door It will become ajar
If you pray , just believe It, that all is possible with God
a wise mother, a wise woman, a soothing comforter of Christ
full of the faith and wisdom God wants us all to have in life


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Day After You ve Gone

When I awoke this morning the sun
was shinning so bright, I couldn’t believe
it for it should have be dark and gloomy…

Birds’ singing on high, singing in the
spring, this is not right for it should
be quiet and bleak…

I went to sit in that big old chair
cradling my head trying to understand
why you are dead…

Didn’t get the chance to tell you good-bye
or hold you in my arms for the last time…

As I set here I feel like we were cheated,
cheated to chance of that last hug, kiss and
to say, be seeing you someday…

The days will seem so empty without you
by my side and thank God for the memories
for if not I am sure I would die…

Keep hearing you in my head, I think
you are saying live in the warmth, sing
with the birds for they are telling you
how much you are loved…

Just know that when you hear my
whisper in your head that God has allowed
me to so  you are not to despair…

God has his arms around me guiding me
along until the day we are together again
and  I wish you happiness until that short
fleeting time is gone and you are by my side…

By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2012


Details | I do not know? | |

MY MIRACLE

The birth of a child will make you smile 
A beautiful baby boy, what a joy 
Brings tears to my eyes 
Because of the joy that is inside 
His name, what should I claim 
Dewayne is his name 
Exquisite 
Worshiped 
Author 
Young 
Noble 
Educated 

The name of your father 
Who I love so much 
My pride and joy 
I will always thank God 
above for giving me so much love 





The birth of a child will make you smile 
A beautiful baby boy, what a joy 
Brings tears to my eyes 
Because of the joy that is inside 
His name, what should I claim 
Dewayne is his name 
Exquisite 
Worshiped 
Author 
Young 
Noble 
Educated 

The name of your father 
Who I love so much 
My pride and joy 
I will always thank God 
above for giving me so much love 



Details | Ballad | |

cruifixion

His thought he could do anything he want steal rape
lie Virgin Marys son put God said no and then he 
hungs in his tempel because God loves women
because he loves babys well think of killing a tiny
baby well don't believe that God would hurt a 
tiny baby but to save its life he would his mother
begs for forgives to all women and children to 
please pray for him to change and pray for her
to be sane and pray for all to give love to all


Details | I do not know? | |

The Promises of Praying the Rosary

The following promises were given of the Blessed Mother to Saint Dominic and Blessed Alan in the twelfth century
These promises are fifteen in number
and are for Christians who recite the Rosary.  
The Blessed Mother promises:

1.	Whoever shall faithfully serve me by the recitation of the Rosary, shall receive signal graces.

2.	I promise my special protection
d the greatest graces to all those who shall recite the Rosary

3.	The Rosary shall be powerful armor against hell

It will destroy vice, decrease sin and defeat heresies.

4.	It will cause virtue and good works to flourish
 It will obtain for souls the abundant mercy of God
It will withdraw the hearts of men from the love of the world and its vanities (valuelessness), and will lift them to the desire of eternal things.
Oh, those souls would sanctify themselves by this means.

5.	The soul which recommends itself to me by the recitation of the Rosary, should not perish (die, expire, pass away).

6.	Who ever shall recite the Rosary devoutly (sincerely) applying himself to the consideration of its sacred mysteries, shall never be conquered (under enemy control) by misfortune. 
God will not chastise him in His justice
He shall not perish by an unprovided death.
If he be just, he should remain in the grace of God and become worthy of eternal life.
7.	Whoever will have a true devotion for the Rosary will not die without the sacraments of the Church.
8.	Those who are faithful to recite the Rosary shall have, during their life and at their death, the light of God and the plentitude of His graces. 
At the moment of death, they shall participate in the merits of she saints UN paradise.
9.	I will deliver from purgatory those who have been devoted to the Rosary.
10.	The faithful children of the Rosary will merit a high degree of glory in heaven.
11.	You will obtain all you ask of me by the recitation of the Rosary.
12.	All those who propagate the holy Rosary shall be aided by me in their necessities.
13.	I have obtained from my Divine Son that all the advocates of the Rosary will have for intercessors the entire celestial court during their life and at the hour of death.
14.	All who recite the Rosary are my sons and brothers of my only Son, Jesus Christ.
15.	Devotion of my Rosary is a great sign of predestination.
Please help spread the “Promises of Praying the Rosary”

Love & Mercy Publications PO Box 1160, Hampstead, NC 28443
www.LoveandMercy.org


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Mother Mary's Motherhood

The Church cannot forget her mission
Was made possible by the Motherhood of Mother Mary
Who conceived and bore a Son
Who is God from Eternal God
True Eternal God from True Eternal God

Mother Mary is truly the Mother of God
Whose motherhood as the vocation to motherhood
Bestowed by Eternal God on every man raised to its highest level
Thus, Mother Mary becomes the mother of the Church and to be New Mama Eve
The mother of believers, the mother of the living

4202013


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Someone Asked Me About Marriage

Someone Asked Me About Marriage…

Someone asked me about marriage, as a matter of fact…
I thought; “what kind of questions is that?”

“Let me ask a questions…  If I may?”
“Do you read what the God’s word has to say?”

Marriage is still and will always be one woman and man.
I don’t care how many laws we have in our land!

No matter if many churches and people claim; “civil rights.”
Anything different than a man and woman is NOT right!”

The first chapter of Romans makes it pretty clear…
The days of wickedness have drawn ever near!

God’s wrath revealed against all ungodly living!
Think about the garbage our country is giving!

It speaks of men and women leaving their natural affection.
Burning in lust toward one another
 with an ungodly attention!

For this cause God has given many over to a reprobate mind…
Many get involved with perversions of many kinds!

Professing themselves to be wise, many have become “fools.”
By not obeying God’s word… But their own “set of rules.”

Marriage is something designed many years ago.
It was Adam and Eve in the beginning…  This we know!

My question to you is: “Why not give God a chance?”
His truth remains the same!  Whatever the circumstance!

No court of law can change what God has established!
Everything that’s not of God is simply a lot of “rubbish.”

Jesus is coming back for a bride without “a wrinkle or a spot.”
It’s time we come clean and become
 “blood bought!”

Being the bride of Christ is the most important thing!
He is the bridegroom and eternal love he brings!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

A Motherless Child

Life wasn't suppose to turn out this way
I still ask God why even up to this day
How could he allow this to be
The tears, the pain doesn't he see
Imagine you were my first funeral that i had to attend
How can one lose not only her mother but her very best friend
I am grateful for the time we had
But thinking of you still makes me sad
There are to many bumps along this road
sometimes i don't know how i can carry this load
Pray, Pray, Pray is what you would say
Ask God and he will help you find the way
So give me the strength O Lord to stay strong
Even when things are going wrong
As I sit at your grave making sure the flowers are in place
I ask God for one more time to see your beautiful face
Although I don't see you I feel you are near
Holding me tight taking away my fear
There are times in a girl's life that only her mother could relate
Not having you here during those moments are the times I hate
I miss your laugh and your smile
But I will always wonder why I am a motherless child


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A Tree So Grand

Once there stood a tree so Grand
With yellow flowers and confidence,
She bent and swayed with each day
So eventually I came her way.

Her branches grew so very strong
Around the small and broken one
She guided me through those trees
Taking each step so wonderfully 

The tree so strong stood watching me grow spiritually
Then somehow withered woefully
I did not notice her go away, 
Unaware of her despair, I marched Onwards 

Without warning,she became tangled with vines,
so painfully
Now I see the tree you used to be
You were so strong and we did belong
But now you’re gone, oh! What went wrong?

That tree is my mother I followed so close
And God made her strong and we did belong
To someone so wonderful, but someone else could see
The happiness that came to me, 
so he took her away from me!

Though one branch hangs uncomfortably
My tree tries to grow stubbly 
While God lifts my head brisk fully
I know in my heart, me and my family

Will go on serving him faithfully
But deep in my heart I can’t help but see
The pain of loosing that one, once, Grand tree.


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Can't Pretend Forever

I can't pretend forever;
cuz forever makes me cry.
To remind myself of the reality...
too many days have passed us by.
Please my God be forgiving.
You've been in every prayer...
Foolish I have been,
still yet-
this is an attempt to show I care!
How can I stop to think of you?
Or wonder on your behalf?
Pray God gave you what I asked of him
But who's to prove he has?
It's been seven months of this 
lonely hell.
Seven months since you've went away.
My hopes and dreams 
are still just that-
Guess they're only meant to stay.
Mother what have I done? Again?
Was this life meant for me?
What happened to the little girl
who held onto our family tree?
I'm not even sure anymore
of what "family" is!
If blood really is thicker than water...
Cuz I have no family!
I have no friends!
Yeah!  I wrote that-
Cuz it's how I feel!
But I know deep inside (not true).
I'm done with feeling like a living dead girl,
I want my Mother back!
I Miss You!
Is that okay?
Because I do!
So before I go off into the deep end...
I had to send what's left of my love to you.
Damn!  Everytime!
Can't write a letter no more!  Cuz I can't write to you without
tears falling to the floor!
Because you were right and I knew
Six months ago too.
So I hate myself for doing
what I already knew I would do.
And just as every battle,
I knew I would always lose.
I have yet to back down
Regardless of what may
Permanentally bruise.
But I can't go on anymore
With acting out this realm.
Cuz thats just it-
it's all pretend
People only see
what I let them see.


Details | I do not know? | |

Unyielding Pain

Would it be best if I just went away?
Never again see the light of day,
You said you hated me,
Do you even know what those words did to me?
I curled up in a ball and withered away,
Not even listening to what mother would say,
She would cry out I don't want to lose my baby,
She saw my cold, distant eyes and knew she had already,
My mother never again knew paradise,
No one could help her not even Jesus Christ,
Maybe if you had not chosen to say the words you said,
I probably wouldn’t be here on my death bed,
Now my whole family feels my pain,
What is this is this you’re little game,
Once my family's pain and suffering is over,
I will lay down my weapons and lend them my clover,
Who knows now where my spirit will go,
No one but Jesus and God will know,
Maybe I will go up,up,up and beyond,
Trying to patch up my severed bond,
But if I go down,down,down,
I must hope to drown,
Because there the Devil's Chamber lay,
Every soul hopes to get out, but none get away,
Now you must hope you don't end up like me,
Go ahead think that you are free,
Go on spend all your lousy time,
Waste all your money until you don't have a dime,
When you have lost everything and you have past,
I will be back quick and very fast,
You will see me at your gate,
Now I welcome you to your gruesome fate,
You ask me why am I here,
I say did you think I would just disappear,
A second passed and I shoved you in your door,
You’re screaming Dear God I can't take anymore,
Now you will suffer and feel mine and everyone's pain,
I am off to get on my afterlife train,
Who knows I might stay here on Earth,
After all I have been rebirthed,
Now my heart is set at ease,
Time is no more at a freeze,
Now my family can move on,
Because that monstrous person is forever gone! 


Details | Personification | |

A Word of Thanks To Mom

Thanks mom for all you've done
Thanks for my sibling we still have fun
Thanks to all who shared their load
In helping get me down this rough bumpy road.

Mom, I feel there were times you want to 
quit; but God made you special,that's why
you didn't... 
When dad got sick we didn't know what to 
do; You call on God, and he brought us 
on through.

Charish your MOM those of you who still
can, She'll always there to give you a hand
you'll stand tall, and strong in all you do....
a word of thanks to MOM is said so few.

Thanks be to god for a MOM like mine
They're so hard to find in these days and time.
MOM I LOVE YOU


Details | I do not know? | |

A Mother For All Seasons (for Mary Thompson)

She is a mother for all seasons
A caretaker
A bread baker
A bed maker
Undertaking each duty with love and care.
She was there for us in the beginning 
And in our hearts she will always be 
there.
She is a mother for all seasons.
She is a bestfriend
A God send
An intricate stitch woven into the fabric
Which holds our family together allowing
Us to blend.
She is a mother for all seasons.
She is the single candle flickering in the living 
Room window anchoring us home with her light,.
She is the warmth of a fireplace on a 
Blistery January Chicago night.
She is a mother for all seasons.
She is the sun, the wind, the rain and the 
Soil from Mother Earth.
She is a mother for all seasons and to us
Thank God she gave birth.


Details | Ode | |

An Ode to the Intact Male

In honor of mothers who keep their sons pure,
And of uncut men, I thee reassure
You are perfect and wholesome just as you are.
Born in God’s image, you’re already a star.
Your foreskin’s a blessing, so think and be wise,
And give thanks to all parents who don’t circumcise.
God made you complete in the womb, yes God did.
God loves you like that and therefore doth bid
That you stay as you are, in your natural state,
So that when, at last, you meet your soul mate,
You’ll unite, both of you, a half and a half,
To make passionate love, a love that will last,
Without a thing lacking, you will be truly whole,
With eternal fulfillment in your heart and soul.
Your God-given potential for heavenly pleasure
To share with your true love is something to treasure.
So take not for granted that flap of loose skin,
So seemingly useless, toilsome, and thin,
Your manhood deserves the wrapping its in,
For to butcher a creation of God is a sin,
And a gift to all humans who preside on this earth,
It is time now to cherish what you’ve had since your birth.


Details | Narrative | |

Was It An Act of God?

Catastrophes,natural disasters and torrential rains
what causes these thing to happen, on whom do you place the blame?
mankind has misused and abused this planet on which we live
Mother Nature must make adjustments, the forces of nature then give
we have built too many buildings, taken over too much land
an earthquake may be a realignment to the acts and plans of man

aerosol cans, rain forest diminishing, the erosion of the soil and ground
when the rain eventually falls the lack of trees causes the mud to slide down
God gave us some power, many have called it free-will
mankind can use it for good or he can use it for ill-will
yet when many lives are lost and so many souls depart
why does anyone think to ask, was it an act of God?

air pollution, water pollution, the whole industrial age
has ravaged our planet and brought about Mother Nature's rage
we act before we think, we destroyed things that can't be replaced
maybe Mother Nature is trying to tell us to do an about face
tsunamis, monsoons and all types of major tidal waves
may be a wake-up call to how we have behaved

we need to come together and start making some major plans
stop raping our natural resources and start preserving God's land
so if anyone ever asks you, was it an act of God the Lord Christ?
just ask them for this planet, what has mankind sacrificed?
we are selfish in our deeds, self-absorbed in our needs
eventually we must bear the blame and we all will pay the price
just don't be so quick to place the burden of guilt on God the Lord Christ


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

TO BE GREAT IN THE SIGHT OF THE LORD

it's not about painting a pretty picture and giving people what they desire
it's about being great in the sight of God and doing what He requires
just getting by from day to day 
just good enough is no means by God okay
to be a child of the King of Kings, our Lord Jesus Christ
mediocrity is not good enough in order to pay the price
to pay for the blood sacrifice of Jesus Christ the Son
to pay for everything that for you God has done
to be great in the sight of the Lord our God
you need to aim and strive for excellence on your part
to go to the next level to rise above the rest
to do what is needed to be the best of the best

when moving towards greatness you can't be around negativity
for everything that is Godly is about positivity
and if you're not about being great and reaching for higher ground
God will shut you up and He will shut you down
and whatever gift or ministry that you have in your heart
will never truly prosper if it doesn't line up with God
you need God in the mix to be acceptable in His sight
you need the Holy Spirit in you when you're ready to stand upright
for it's not about mankind whom you have to impress
it's about what God expects from you that you need to address

a mother was told one day that her child came to school with a knife
yet the first thing that mother said was,"who's threatening my child's life?"
she did not get it, she missed the point, she was clueless in her reply
she was blind to the ramifications nor did she even realize
as parents we need to be role models and teach our children right from wrong
demonstrate to them how to excel, be courageous and be strong
tell them and show them what it means to be excellent and great
and it sure wouldn't hurt to bring them up in the Faith

and if you're a leader in the church convey those traits that are right and true
as it's not just God but also the congregation who have their eyes on you
so reach for your full potential by turning your heart around
possessing a Godly attitude as you move towards higher ground
let go of that facade that you show society
be real in the eyes of God and claim the victory
and whatever gifts, talents or ministries that you have to impart
be willing to joyfully share them with a righteousness of heart
understand your position and then prepare yourself in accord
to be excellent and great in the sight of the Lord


Details | Free verse | |

Elaine

My Inspiration is from a close friend who is a single mother raising her kids with 
her faith in GOD. 



ON AUGUST 29,1966 GOD GAVE LIFE TO A LITTLE GIRL NAMED J.Elaine A., AS 
SHE WOULD GROW GOD HAD PLANNED OUT HER LIFE,EVERY MOVE 
WOULD BE HER STEPS TO LEARNING, SOME STEPS WOULD BE GREAT 
OTHERS SAD,SOME EASY WHILE OTHERS WOULD MAKE HER FALL,BUT NO 
MATTER WHAT THRU HER FAITH AND HER LOVE FOR HER FATHER GOD 
SHE WOULD STAND UP BRUSH HERSELF OFF AND CONTINUE HER 
JOURNEY AS SHE GREW OLDER THE STEPS BECAME FURTHER APART THE 
LIFE,RELATIONSHIPS,AND LOVE NOW HAVE TWIST AND TURNS BUT FROM 
THIS JOURNEY BLOOMED FOUR ROSES THREE PINK,ONE BLUE,GOD HAD 
BRITHED THRU HER HIS KIDS FOR HER TO TEACH ALL THAT SHE HAS 
LEARNED AND WILL CONTINUE TO LEARN,AS SHE WALKS FORWARD ON 
THIS JOURNEY LOCKING AWAY IN HER MIND THE MEMOIRS OF HER PAST 
HER JOURNEY IS ROUGH AT TIMES BUT THE ROADS ARE NOT AS BAD AS 
THEY ONCE WERE OCCASIONALLY THERE ARE SPEEDBUMPS TO TELL HER 
TO SLOW DOWN AND SEE ALL THE THINGS THAT HAVE BEEN 
ACCOMPLISHED TO RELAX AT TIMES AND TAKE IN ALL THAT GOD HAS GIVEN 
YOU.


Details | Free verse | |

Severed Family Ties

In this game of who gets who worst. 
Its about getting even , regardless of if feelings get hurt.
So what if this has escalated , you've wronged me, 
since that moment I had placed you in a hurst. 



Ironic is that you were the brother who taught me the meaning of family.
Now you are the one whose existence is a bother.



More push than shoves , more disdain than love. 
My personality determed by " I " but the attitude by all of the above. 


Those qualities of yours that ensure that we will quarell. 
Those lies that enticed my pride to be swallowed. 
No longer will I take the blame for you. 



My older brother. My older brother , both father and brother.


What a short distance you've fallen from the tree , hurting all those around you , your siblings and even our dear mother, just like the one who betrayed you , our dear father.



For the lust of materialistic dreams that you seeked youve trampled upon the ones who didnt even understand the concept of envy.


First you lie about your family name.
Then you gamble with our savings. 
Then steal from me , was I not part of your family?



Humiliate your siblings infront of your friends for laughs. 
Calling us the bastards that God should've never had.
Thank God our mother can't see what has become of you and I. 
You almost murdered me because I wouldn't lend you anymore money.


Thank God our mother can't see what has become of you and I.
For you succesfully murdered her spirits too.

You only came to the funeral to lay claim to your part of the money.


Tomorrow our family ties will be physically severed. 
But mother taught us all shall pass.

When tomorrow comes I hope this is true. 
So in high spirits I know this is something else that shall pass,
 something I must go through.

For with the last heirloom you did not take.... ,
our grandfather’s knife... 

Your life I shall take from you.


Details | I do not know? | |

Tale of two angels

Tale of two angels
who lived in a poor neighborhood
who thought nothing would work
but God knew it would.

Everyday they woke up to nothing
no food, no water, no new clothes
but no one knew
but only God knows.

Their mother prayed everynight 
to the Lord on the thrown,
wishing all her tears and troubles
would one day be gone.

She did the best she could
all that she could 
to raise her beautiful daughters
on her own and everyday this is what she told them.

"I gave you wings to fly 
and a mouth to confess and never tell a lie.
I gave you lungs and air to breathe
I gave you a shoulder to lean on 
when you couldn't beat the speed."

One Christmas Eve,
the girls were bored
so their friends invited them to a church.
Instead of having nothing to do,
in the church they did discover who...
they discovered a youth meeting being held
in the back of the church.

They walked into the room 
just as steady as they pleased,
they sat down on their knees
and listened to what their was left to say,
which made them quite pleased.

They went home after the sermon,
went to their room, got on their knees
and began to cry, they sat on the floor
in her time of weakness and dispare
to think and wonder how much their mother really cared.

Shouting out to the Lord, they did scream
their love for God had grown
every stitch and seam.

"Lord she has done so much 
to provide for us
now can you hold her hand and stand beside us.
Christmas is not about presents, it's about 
celebrating your birthday, your name
its not about growing up in fortune and fame.
Lord you are God
and we know you will provide
but I pray this pray
to the heavenly father that sits on his thrown 
in the sky." They prayed this prayer over and over again
until there was nothing left to hear 
except for the sound of the wind.

The next morning they woke up to find
a tree full of presents,
a table with breakfast already made,
and a dinner being prepared as if for a hundred slaves.

The family rejoiced
because God would always make a way
when things were going wrong
a way was made out of no way.

He started with little and everything multiplied
they rejoiced so much
their praises did reach the sky.

It started to rain
"Don't worry child, Jesus is crying
and rejoicing to because we are so blessed
 to have two little angels like you."


Details | Elegy | |

Her Love

When I think about the love that she has given me, it makes me think of how one 
could love so deeply, how could one have a love so pure.  I love this women for 
just who she was, she has left me gifts that I cherish, she has been my 
inspiration, my best friend, my mother.  

When she called daughter, I listened with my ears, but her words went depper 
than the ears could hear.  Now that your gone, I can truly hear those words, those 
scriptures that wer given that my heart has hidden within.  The signs you gave I 
can now see, thank God I am no longer blinded to what you always could see. 

I miss you so much, but I know the only way for me to see you again is to live my 
life according to God's will.  I thank God for allowing me to know someone as 
great as you, to be in your presence was not by chance but predistined to what 
soon lies ahead.  I can't stop thinking about all that we been through  and how I 
met you.  I can't stop remembering how much I love you.

I cry not because your not with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, I cry because I 
miss you here on earth.  I feel like a piece of me is gone, I feel like no one will 
ever understand the depth of our relationship or our love, I love you so very 
much.  I wish that I could have been there with you to see you go home to glory. 

I am hurt but I know that God has my back in everything I do.  I promise you I will 
always put God first in all that I do. I pray that when your watching over us, you will 
smile and continue to pray for us.  Your love is very much undescribable, but 
when I think again it's nothing but that Agape love!  The same love that Jesus has 
for me.  I love you Willie, and I going to press on Mommy until God calls me 
home. 


Details | Narrative | |

Dear Mother,

I use to wonder if you cared or loved me because we’ve been
through a lot and I’ve always asked God to show you I needed you more than
ever in that special spot

I use to ask God what it felt like to feel your kiss
on my cheek and I prayed to god that you and I would created a bond that way 
you could have finally seen why you should’ve been loved me

I use to always want to feel what it was to be in and out 
with you and now the time has come and I don’t want to live without
you

We go to dinner here and now, party and do whatever
but why did it take so long from the ages 10-20 I always felt 
alone

And honestly I believe if I would have never got sick when I 
was 21 you still probably wouldn’t of  been there but I’m thanking 
god for that lighting bolt he gave you with that broken crystal stair

Things are great now, I can’t get you away, have to call you everyday
and if I don’t you’ll have a fit I truly believed god planned 
this 

Thanks for now being there and showing me your love
nevertheless, God knows what to do in order to get people to see
what’s their best 






Details | Rhyme | |

Ode To Jamie

I'd never know the joy, they said
To hold, and kiss, and nurture.
But all too soon we did find out
That God had planned my future.

That beautiful baby girl I had
Came to my life a' crying.
 She brought so much love to us
To her there was no denying.

The terrible two's, the trying teens,
The years passed by so fast.
I knew she'd grow up, and pull away
Her dependency wouldn't last.

So as I placed her hand in yours,
you quietly changed her name.
My little girl grew up that day.
My life won't be the same.

She'll always be my baby.
Thank God for blessing me.
Although we share her love,you see
She saves big hugs for me.


Details | Didactic | |

Acts of God

Neither Mother Nature nor Father Time
Has ever railed any accusation
Against God with reason or with its rhyme
For earth’s travails, there’s no gratulation
In deeds of the gods evil to the hilt
Who bring such slanders; yet, they hold the guilt

With the prince of the power of the air
Who comes to kill, deprive and raze; the theif
Of the kings and rulers everywhere,
Orchestrating casualties and grief,
Thrusting in his sickle and clutching the snath
In anger and hatred reaps earth in wrath,

For he was cut down; falling to the ground
He drew the third of the stars of Heaven
With him, and his pomp; his viols did sound
Within his chaos until day seven
When God had made good that void with form and
On the day before gave man its command.

Thus, rage of the serpent was so subtle
To steal the crown to be god of this world,
But his time’s cut short since God’s rebuttal;
So he takes out his vengence, and it’s hurled
At those who have no law and make no pledge,
At overcomers gaurded with a hedge;

The winds, earthquakes and fires pass by with force,
But God only good, is without the blame
When Father tells Mother to take this course;
Since the gods follow evil to the flame,
The earth is in sorrows to be redeemed,
And God is the One most often blasphemed.


Details | Verse | |

FEEL THE ACCURATE

                                    

                                    
                               God's wishes directed to human beings                          
                                after being born love evolves and rings
                                 the first teacher of that is the mother
                         before school she taught us at home by breasting 


                                     at the end of life if she survives
                               being a dead body see who tears highest
                                               feel the accurate 

                              
 
                                        
 


Details | Personification | |

She's a Blessing

She could've been died
She could've been pearlized
She could've been torn in between the two
She didn't know what to do but,
I know one  thing I will always love this person
This person is my mama 
I'm glad god kept her on earth
To show me things that I never seen
God Thank You for letting my mama live to see each an everyday
I'm glad God kept my mama on earth to show me the steps an every each way
I love my mama with all my heart
Without her my life would be in the dark
but,
She's not gone, I want no longer be alone
It was hard at first but,
I learned it was for better or worst
That's why she is a blessing to me and everyone
She's a living testimony
Without her my life is incomplete and lonely 
I learn my Lesson
My Mom Is A Blessing


Details | Free verse | |

how i felt before my mom got well

I have not seen my mother in a while.
I have these dreams where she comes back.
when she comes back it feels as if I'm in a fairy tale.
It's like there can be no wrong.
It's as if God made us perfect.
All I lost I found.
The sun rose over the empty sky and made where there was a forever lasting 
cold night a warm bright day.
An emotional nuclear bomb wiped out all hate. Breaking down the barriers of 
insecurity to bring out the harbored bitterness stored deep inside releasing all 
feelings, and there was nothing but understanding and love left.
All this happened the day she came back.
Then i woke from my dream to my nightmare, and I realized what i felt was like a 
fairy tale was just that a tale. 
When I woke: I could find no right, but wrong was all around.
When I woke: I was no longer in Gods world of perfection, yet I found myself in 
the devils world of corruption.
When I woke: There was no sun to bring day just cold darkness in the sky of the 
everlasting night.
When I woke: There were many unspoken words, bottled up feelings, and 
bitterness stored deep in the middle of my soul.
Even when I was awake she came back, but she didn’t stay and every time i 
waited for her when she left.
When she did come back i pleaded with her to take care of my brother and sister. 
I let her know we needed her guidance, wisdom, love, and compassion.
I weep every time she leaves, but it seems she shows no sympathy toward these 
needs or me because she yet keeps leaving.
I get angry so angry I feel my mother is some what of a black widow, but the 
sorrow she caused me and my sister and brother. I would sometimes call her 
Queen of Black Widows.
She earns this title by loving and caring for you where you can’t live without her. 
When I sleep i have dreams about her. Then she leaves and you can’t stop 
thinking about her. It overwhelms me so much I can’t breathe without her. It feels 
as if you die inside slowly leaving nothing but sorrow so all I can do is cry. 
I would go on but there’s nothing else to tell , so i wait till she comes back if she 
has not died i hope she took my advice and gave her life to god so she wont go 
to hell.
This is how I felt before my mom got well.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Chimney

Chimney

Remember when we was small
Growing up in ste Madeleine
Going down the line
And by the pond now and then

Like the long Palm lace street 
That leads to the sugar factory gate
We would play all-day 
An always come home late

The first time I smoke a cigarette
My grandmother said
She says if god wants you to smoke
He would put a chimney on my head

Time will come and go
But words will least forever
 Every thing she said
 Was SO SMART AND CLEVER

And as I journey thru age
My mind are so occupied
With the needs of every day life
Trying to keep my soul satisfy

And some times I would look up
At the stars so bright 
And wonders if my grandmother 
Knows I’m thinking of her tonight

I am sure you all remember
 A grand mother’s word to
And when you think of it now
You know it’s true

One time on a cruise
When the ship’s whistle blow
I look up at the chimney
An remembers her words long go


Now I try to play tricks 
With way she use to talk
Use it everyday outside 
When I go for my little walks


Now I use her Philosophy
To every thing around me
And put her Terminology
To Work for all to see

If god wanted us to fight wars
 He wouldn’t give us hands
 Will give us grenades, and guns
And imprint our face with war plans


Details | Rhyme | |

Zero

Once on way to the hospital, one minus one was zero.
God was fighting with the Devil, and God was my hero.

My dad had also been my hero and when he died I cried.
A part of me died and went into deep depression, the lie

Of how he had died. The dream of the autopsy lingered long.
He did not suffer, but I did for twelve years. Now I'm strong.

Strong was his faith and so is mine. Love is great, divine.
For the years I was sick as my mother, I looked for a sign

To deliver me from the Hell I was feeling, dealing without hero.
My mother died when God and the Devil became a big fat zero.

God won and I dreamed she went to Heaven in a white
Dress as angel, like her sweet voice, her beauty a sight

To see. As I've gotten older, I see her in me, looks.
She read the bible, as did I and many other books.

For her soul, her death, no longer need to cry.
No longer do I need to ponder and wonder why.

She quoted to me in the Devil's voice, then apologized in her voice
Her mother had God and the Devil in her and died at 35, no choice.

My mother was seven when her mother went to Heaven.
Popi and Aunt Mae, her mother's sister, raised her then.

I pray for all of them each and every night.
I know that they are all in God's own sight.


Details | I do not know? | |

A little girls cry

I hurt inside . All i ever do is cry.
You say "I'm never sadasfied"..
It's just things in my life to painful to recite.
A mother never wanted, or loved that child that God gave from above.
A father with a sick mind . Only hurt and never loved....
This person never had a chance from the first.
Then mother always drank and only cursed.
No time for this confused messed up little girl...
Never explained why all of the hurt.keeps it  inside one day to burst..
For i never understood what i did wrong....
Still questions i would like to ask??
Why God put me here?
Why God let it last?
And now i still sit and think about the past.
All the hurt and tears i held back.
Now i never mention the names Donna or Jack....
When asked about family Parents i lacked.....  


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

MOTHERS "R" US

Abraham Lincoln once said, "all that I am I owe to my mother"
as each of us is the product that comes from no other
your morals, your values and some of the ways in which you act
originate from your mother and how she raised you in fact
most mothers are gentle, loving, nurturing and very kind
they're the first person in your life that helped to shape your mind

In the book of Matthew a Cannanite mother was mentioned
she was a good mom whom for her child had the best of intentions
but a problem developed with her child and the first thing she did was pray
but when the situation got worse she went to seek Jesus right away
she went before Jesus and made known her request
but Jesus told her of her people He did not address
she went before Jesus and got down on her knees
she begged Him to help her child who had a dire need
she addressed Him as Messiah, she affirmed His Godly appointing
Jesus saw in her a great faith and then gave her daughter an anointing

Ask and you will receive if you truly believe in God
and He may give you the desires that are in your heart
seek and you will find Jesus the Christ, your Savior
and pray that He will bestow upon you a miraculous favor
trusting and believing that He is the Anointed One
knowing and accepting Him as God's only begotten Son
that Cannanite mother possessed a tremendous faith
and for her child she did whatever it would take

At first the Twelve Disciples told Jesus to send her along
Jesus got caught up in the culture and realized that was wrong
He displayed a bit of humanity when the Jewish card He played
but that Cannanite mother was most determined and from her purpose she would not stray
persistent in her pursuit and praise she stepped to Jesus and His divine mission
and after all was said and done He reversed His initial decision
and with His miraculous and Godly powers
that Cannanite child was healed within the hour

Great was her faithfulness for in God she truly believed
that by praying, praising and worshipping Him all she asked for she would receive
Mothers "R" Us and for our children we'll get down on our knees
to pray to God to help our children in their times of need


Details | I do not know? | |

Just A Little Thanks

Thank you for your care
And Thank you for your love
You were a gift brought to 
this world from heaven above
I Thank God everyday for what he has given me
I love my family and friends
And I hope the fun never ends
God watches over me, guides and protects me
He helps me in times of need
He there when I am happy, sad or angry
My mother is my mother and my inspiration
She has been there through trials and tribulations
She has always been there through the thick and the thin
I thank god for all of those wonderful men and women 


Details | Narrative | |

A Mothers Love

 

Her lullaby she sang so sweet,
    While kissing her babies toes and feet.
Momma loves you she would coo as she rocked,
    This tiny gift from God she still was amazed and shocked.
Such a perfect creation and it came from her,
     She prayed to be the best mother that there ever were.
It was so tiny and fragile and she felt so alone,
     But it was also the greatest thing she had ever known.
She had created life the most amazing gift of all,
     As she caressed it to her bosom all rolled up in such a small and tiny little ball.
The child was asleep and she hated to lay it down,
     As she released its little fingers that were clinging to her gown.
Goodnight my precious child as she gently laid it in its bed,
     Momma loves you and she gently caressed the baby’s head.
Sleep tight and she asked God to watch over her precious child with all his 
might.    
      What she didn’t see were the guardian angels God had already sent that very 
night.


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Like You

Everyday I thanks God for 
Having a mother like you
I wish everyone was fortunate to
Have the gift that God has given me
You are my role model
And I look up to you
I wish God would bless me
The way that he has blessed you
When I have kids, I want to 
Be a great mother like you
I want to share that love
That you have always shown me
I want to be a success in life
I want be just like you
You are my inspiration
Thank God for a mother like you 


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mama and papa

mama
your my queen
my heart
my soul

mama
you never doubted me
you always cared for me
your always here for me

mama
you know i love you
you know i care for you
you made me in to a girl into a women
thank you
im glad im just like you

mama
theres no words to explain how great your are
my feelings for you are Extraordinary
with out you there would be no me
i just want to thank you
and i want to thank God for bringing me you

papa
your my king
my heart
and my soul

papa
you protect me
you love me
your always there

papa
i hope i find some one like you
papa
even tho im getting older i'll always be your lil girl
i love you
thank you
and i thank you God for bringing me you

thank you God that my mama and papa is still togther going strong
thank you for bringing me to them

i love you my mama and papa

love joanne xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx


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Momma's Love

    
The wisdom that I learned from her.
    Were like pure diamonds, oh yes they were.
The one true thing I can truly say.
    Is her faith in God and how she loved to pray.
And all the years that I created much pain.
    And I figured somehow I’d cause her faith to strain.
But to my surprise it only grew and it got so strong.
    Still determined as she was to help me along.
She prayed for me with a never ending and a faithful heart.
    She prayed to God that I’d straighten up, and somehow maybe I’d get smart.
Before she died her wish came true.
    I found redemption I was made anew.
 There was a song called “ I Was The Only Hell My Momma Ever Raised.”
     That was my song it fit me in so many ways.
Mrs. Christy wrote a poem called ‘That Mother Of Mine.”
     That got me to thinking on how my mother would shine.
A very kind hearted woman that always to her, her family came first.
    When grandkids came around you’d think she would burst.
I know in my heart she did her very best.
    And if she were given a score she'd get an A+ on this test.
I know I was a lucky man to have a mother that cared.
    And so her memories that come to mind is what I love to share.
The day the Lord took her He took a chunk of me.
     And I love her so and I just thank God for sharing you see.
 


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A Best Achivement

IRA; a strong idealogic and separatists,
At last surrender to the democratic values,
Over decades, after a long fight to achieve,
Thousand innocents blood on their name.

When a religion has a fight against a religion,
What a person can achieve in this invisibility,
He can kill himself on the name of a religion,
With a belief God will honour him in heaven.

But God never honoured to anyone,
When Lord Jesus was fighting for justice,
Tarrents hanged him innocently until death,
A miracle was disappeared to punish cruelity.

Lord Mohammad was fighting for justice,
To deliver a better service on the name of God,
But no power came to save innocents,
They were martyred as Hassan and Hussain.

Lord Krishna pretends that a man borns,
For his duty, he has to do that as he did,
Million people were killed in a battle,
As respect for a lady is a story of Mahabharta.

Lord Rama has a fight for his honour,
To defeat King Rawana who was seeking justice,
For his sister she was insulted to cut her nose,
Is Rama respects for ladies as Sita was banished?

Guru Govind Singh when declared a Khalsa,
Society killed his innocent family to stop him,
To establish a religion in a religion’s boundary,
And killed thousands innocently who followed him.

At last they admit that religion can’t survive,
Without a state power and a state power,
Can’t deliver peace without a belief in God,
They also surrender at last to democratic values.

Democracy where a person can enjoy his liberty,
Thousands lost their innocent lives to replace,
A better system to remove dictatorship,
As Iraqi nation is fighting for democracy.

Democracy is a best from for governments,
If they know how to respect and honour a law,
Law is superb in democracy, law fails there,
A system is corrupted, nation has no respect.

All likes peace because peace is only a tool,
That provides sources to develop personality,
To understand a cause of birth to identify him.
Who achieves a best achievement of nature?


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Mommy I am Ok

I know I am your lil girl mommy
Always have and always will be
But I am sitting here in Heavan
God is taking care of me

So dry up those tears mommy
And dont blame God
For God Had nothing to gain
He just took away my pain

I know you feel lost mommy
But please know I am O.K
For God is holding me in his arms mommy
And we are watching over you .....OK

So dry up those tears mommy
And don't blame God
For God had nothing to gain
He just took away my pain

Mommy I want you to be happy
I want you to love again & not shut out the world
So after your done being sappy mommy
Go out and find love again

So dry up those tears mommy
And don't blame God
For God had nothing to gain
He just took away my pain

When you see a flash of light mommy
It will always be me
For God is letting me be your angel mommy
And he's helping wach over you for me

So dry up those tears mommy
And don't blame God
For God had nothing to gain
He just took away my pain

So please dry up those tears mommy
And dont blame God
For he just took away my pain
and he's helping watch over you for me.....Ok


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DREAM

EVERY SECOND OF THE DAU I WISH YOU WERE HERE
SO I WOULD NEVER STRAY.

EVERYDAY I PLEADE AND PRAY FOR TO COME BACK
AND FANILY STAY.

I ASK GOD WHY HE TOOK YOU AWAY, BUT I NEVER
GET AN ANSWER. SO I STRAY DRINKING IT UP
HOPEING MY PAIN WILL SOON GO AWAY.

I LOOK UP AT THE SKY JUST AS A SHOOTING 
STAR FLY'S BY. I WISH YOU WERE HERE AND MY
PAIN WOULD GO AWAY, BUT THEN SOON AFTER 
WISHING GOD WOULD JUST TAKE MY LIFE 
AWAY.

I TRY TO IMAGINE YOU ARE HERE AND JUST 
EXALTY WHAT I WOULD SAY...

WHY WEREN'T YOU AT THE COURTHOUSE THAT DAY?
I WOULD HAVE NEVER SINGED THOSE PAPERS THAT 
TOOK MY LIFE AWAY.

ALL I EVER WANTED WAS FOR YOU TO COME AND 
TAKE ME AWAY. 

MY FUTURE IS GRIM AND MY HEART IS GRAY. I SEE
YOU IN THE CEMERATRY, I CALL YOUR NAME BUT 
YOU DON'T ANSWER.

I RUN TO YOUR SIDE AND FALLTO THE GROUND. 
AS I READ ALOUD MY NAME ON THE STONE I 
SCREAM GOD I'M SORRY PLEASE TAKE ME HOME.

THEN WAKE UP SCREAMING IN MY ROOM, WITH HER 
BY MY SIDE TELLING EVERYTHING WILL BE 
ALRIGHT.

BUT I KNOW IT BECAUSE YOUR NOT HERE
AND NO MATTER WHAT I DO OR WHAT I SAY MY
HURT AND MY PAIN WILL NEVER GOAWAY.



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This Way

Does God know the sorrows of man?

Does Faith relieve the burdens of sin?

She was worn out as she was worn in
Her spirit had no use for her body
Her eyes saw the face of death lurking
The smells that sweet sick puissant odor
When decay lingers in the air
Fingers of death entrap the nostrils
As life chokes softly from the limber sack of skin flesh and bones

Her delicate arms fragile is blown glass
Scarred by forced life from tubes
That sent her dirty blood to be cleaned by the wonder of a machine
Of medical science
Her arms delicate and swollen no longer could they accept
Forced life, worn out and worn in

Her spirt broken as her body hungers for rest
The ole gal had put up a fight to live
But life lingers unwelcome
The body knows what the mind fights
It's time to go
It's time to rest
It's time for death to cover you in his blanket of eternal sleep
The face of sleep is the face of death
Peace
Rest
Blissfulness

She never accepted death
She never wanted to die
My mother never told me
Son I want to die
Not her, never she was a miracle of life
Defying death with her small fragile body
Weaken by disease and decay of outliving your body's usefulness

The will for life burns the soul and ignites the spirit
Mocks death and laughs the laugh of false hope
Clinging for immortality against the foothills of Olympus
Looking up into Heaven with a glare of defiance
  I can take what life brings me
  I can suffer poverty, hunger, war, hate, prejudice
  I can absorb ignorance in tolerance guilt
  I can shed tears
  I can grant forgiveness
  I can offer love, prayer, faith
  I can give birth, toil , blood
  I can accept salvation
  I can accept death

Does God really exist? She asked
The flames of fever allow the seeds of doubt
But Satan you lost this soul to simple Grace

Yes, and soon you will be with Him
The Shepard is calling for His lost lamb
Follow Him Home Mother Dear follow Him Home

As she laid there near her time she asked to return to her earthly home
And so we took her body there
But her spirit had long ascended the Stairway to Heaven
Her last words to me of Mother to son
I don't want to live this way anymore
As if to apologize for dying
I understand Mother Love I understand

Does God grant mercy in suffrage?

Are the sins of life absorbed through the prayers of Mothers?

Saint Peter open Those Pearly Gates
My Mother is there to rearrange God's furniture



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A Mother's Dream



I had a dream one night of a beautilful
baby girl with big brown eyes.

Unable to bear child
I was filled with great joy and surprise. 

I was holding her so very near,
I could not figure out why I was here.

She was looking into my eyes, with such innocence and love.
I knew that God was sending me a message from above.

When I awoke with such dismay,
I thought, Oh no, no way.

But almost one year to the day,
of that wierd and wonderful dream.
I am holding a beautiful baby girl with big brown eyes looking at me.

I now know  that dreams do come true,
Because God wanted me to be with you.

You may not have been born of my womb.
But God wanted me to be a mother to you.



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Mother

Mother, Mother how I wonder how you made it this far.
Going through trials and tribulations and having a wreck in a car.
You are such a diamond in my eyes and even when you cry.
I want to tell you it will be alright.
But I know God is holding you tight.
I know your heart is so big and you have love for everyone.
Giving you your flowers right now for what you have done.
So don't think no one cares.
I don't get even when you mess up your hair!
Everyone that comes around appreciates a word from you.
Some hearts are broken, but a word helped them through.
You hand out poems, bibles and all kinds of sorts.
Just to show them God will hold down the fort.
So Mother, Mother I love you so dear.
Mother, Mother can you hear me so clear?
Mother, Mother you are God's child.
Mother, Mother I thank you for being there when I ran wild.
So Mother, Mother I wondered how you made it this far you know!
Praying and shouting was the only way to go.
So may God bless you everyday!
These are just a few words I had to say.


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i swear

The little girl said "mama come and sit in here with me. " Then mama said "what do you want?"
she said "I am lonely."  "but I am right here in the next room and I am on the phone."  "mama I know 
that but I don't want to play alone- and I am lonely play with me."  is what her daughter said "Well it is 
about that time that you should be in bed."
The tears rolled down her little face from her mother's reply, then her mother wiped away the tears 
her daughter cried. "Baby please don't cry" she said "we have a lifetime here, I'll play with you 
tomorrow all day long okay? I swear." She tucked her into bed and kissed her on her dampened 
cheek, she didn't know that inside pumped a little heart too weak.
The next day came and then the same the conversation played now she would give anything to get 
back just one day. She sang to her that one last time and tucked her into bed she didn't know her 
routine would be changed for life instead.
"Baby please wake up!" she said "the doctor's on his way, please wake up so we can go outside and 
we can play!"  Her heart had stopped about midnight she had one final dream now her mother's 
tribulations echoed in her screams.
Her hands were cold her face was calm but had a certain daze of all the pain no longer felt about 
those lonesome days. It was too late her mama knew how much she really cared, but did her baby 
know she meant it every time she sweared? Her mother screamed and felt insane an unavailing cry 
and had to plead with God in disbelief her baby died.
"God please give her back to me God please this isn't fair, give me one more chance with her I'll 
make it up I swear!"


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God will make you pay

(This is a fictional poem but God really does make guilty people pay.)

You convinced a jury to set you free.
You fooled them but you haven't fooled me.
You murdered a girl before she even got the chance to become a teenager.
She should've listened when her parents told her to stay away from strangers.

God knows that you're guilty and he'll make you pay for what you've done.
You can't hide from the Lord and you can't run.
Her parents haven't been able to stop crying and suffering since you took their 
daughter away.
The only thing that keeps them going is knowing that God will make you pay.


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My Life Part I

My life is full of surprises, I have been through many compromises. That is what
has made me a strong man, but not without Gods hand.  He has blessed me 
time and time again, I know he has forgiven my sins.  I was struggling in poverty,
with a mother that loved me dearly.  I would wear clothes 2 x's a week, and had
one pair of sneakers for my feet.  I was neglected cause my brother needed more
so I understood and stayed strong to the core.  I made friends easily, but we 
moved around like a spring breeze.  Never had my own stuff, just hand me downs
from other closets.  My mom kept us eating anyway she could, even if it meant
walking many miles through the cold.  My family stayed strong and together,
through the changes in our weather.  My mother was a great dancer, and my 
father reminds me of cancer. I have two brothers and one sister, and I am the
oldest did you figure. There is the younger brother, the straight shooter, he loves
his video games and cartoons. Then the middle a pretty boy thug, but there is a
side of him that still needs a hug. Then my sister, who is full of excitement, likes
to talk a lot, but still has God on her side.  She is going to be someone important
in life, maybe a doctor, scientist or just a good wife. Now my step dad, who is full
of heart, without him maybe we would be broken apart.  He continues to show me
how a man should be, regardless the pain or situation you see. Although I've 
never seen him wear Tommy Hilfigure, to me he is still a great father figure. The
one I thank most is my mother, she dropped her dreams to have me, I know she
was a great dancer, but her children made her free. No one could take her place
because she is blessed with the Lords grace.  My life doesn't end there, cause 
its a lot more.here. Then I met the most beautiful woman, now we are married
and shes my cushion. I need her so much to continue on, the thought of her gone
makes me mourn. We have been through the trials of life, and God shows us
he is the most high.He blessed us with a baby boy, that just shows the Lords
grace even more. Living in two different bodies with one soul, no matter summer
spring, fall we will be together through heat or cold. I am thankful for everything
and everyone, but most of all for being blessed with a son. Thats my life in a 
nutshell, cause no matter how many times I have fell, I will always remember
with the Lord on my side, I will get right back up and strive.


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a woman's touch

Mother nature’s done her duty 
Way above and beyond,
She’s brought the land to life again
She’s waved her magic wand.

She’s woken all the flowers up,
Sprinkled rain drops on their heads,
Now she’s sent the sunshine out
To raise them from their beds.

She dresses all the trees in green,
She gives the grass its dew,
But she’s not finished quite just yet
She’s still got much to do.

Now that winter’s over, 
She must clear away the snow, 
And she has to tell the North wind 
“You’re not allowed to blow!”

Now let me tell you a story 
Which my mother told to me,
It’s all about the world 
And how things came to be, 

Well, you know that it was God 
Who said, "Let there be light”?
But did you know that Mother Nature
Was the one who made the night?

She put the moon up in the sky
Where the sun could make it glow, 
Then she use its magnetism
To make the rivers flow.

The stars up in the heavens,
She painted them so bold,
They’ve inspired every poet 
And every story ever told.

You see, God in his wisdom, 
Gave the world a woman’s touch,
And he knew no one but a mother
Would love this world so much.