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Questions to Ponder

What flowers do we most cherish?

Ones with such aroma they consume our senses,
as sweet purfumed, honeysuckle clad fences,
or those of brilliant hues springing boldly from the ground,
holding our eyes captive, as do pictures in clouds?


Which clouds do we most welcome?

Dreamy, soft ones of contrasting white,
sauntering seductively across baby blue skies,
or those billowing dark, mocking tidal waves at sea,
pouring life sustaining liquid to desert Joshua trees?

What trees are we most thankful for?

Bearers of fruit, so succulent and sweet;
releasing bundles of manna right at our feet,
or those with strong arms stretched over the dust,
lending cool somber shade; a resting haven for us?

Whish of us is the most beautiful?

Ones with perfect features to gaze upon,
as earthly angels dancing round kings thrones,
or those who cherish friends, and have learned life's lessons;
welcomed opportunities to give, and been thankful for blessings?






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MADE IN CHINA

"Made In China"

They can have my money
If it saves me money

The toys I played with when I was young,
Says I enjoyed their hands
The Labels read 
"MADE IN CHINA"

The cheap material on my back, the shoes I wore. 
How easily they faded and tore
However, I enjoyed their hands
The Tags on my rags;
"MADE IN CHINA"

The car I own saves money on gas
A tiny Honda Civic, takes me everywhere
I love my sweet silver car
"Manufactured in China"

The never been used--Made in the USA--cookware I own,
Says, I don't work hard at all:)
Yummy to Chinese all you can eat take Outs  
Thank you China for being part of this world
Better Yet!
Thank you China, for making this world a part of yours.

MADE IN CHINA 
Shipped easily in a box

~SKAT~

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Poet's Heart of Gold

Giving Thanks 

In advance, I wish to heal the mind, body, and soul
Thanking all God's creatures
Coating all my expressions from-
-Yesterday, today, and tomorrow
Conceal every worry, 
Focus on the goodness that fills my spirit with thankfulness
And, well, honored comments. 

This is a rich tribute to:
All Poetry Soup Poets, with grateful and appreciating hearts
Enjoy the time, you give each and every Poets

:)

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Queen Eileen Remembers

On day full of doom and gloom
With no strength to leave my room
With no hope to look towards light
With darkness closing in at night
I remember…..

When my heart floods with despair
Burdened by my load of care
When the rose has but a thorn
Wishing I were never born
I remember….

When no effort is worthwhile
On my face no trace of smile
When my heart does naught but weep
For a love I cannot keep
I remember….

I remember, 
A kingdom in which I reign
Where I banish grief and pain
A kingdom where all is light
With rolling hills, verdant, bright 
I tremble….

I smile, for I am a Queen
Only beauty can be seen
Fairies flutter to and fro
Peace and joy is all I know
I tremble….

Yes, 
I tremble with sheer delight
My crown glows with heaven’s light
I am loved, and I am free
For a QUEEN resides in me
I remember!!!!

Eileen Manassian Ghali

A poem dedicated to my friend, FLO Thomas, for her poem, The Kingdom of Ghali. I’m hiding away in my room, but the visit to this poem again, to this magical kingdom, brought a ray of light shining in. Love you, Flo! OXOXOXOXO I tease my family and friends that...I'm really a princess. I tell them, "Haven't you gotten that memo?" They all just laugh at me. Now...I have a wonderful comeback. "You won't even see the PRINCESS in me...on Poetry SOUP...I'm a QUEEN!!!!" Oh...the joy of virtual dreams!
Kindness goes a LONG LONG WAY!!!

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I'm a 9 Revised

                                    Zira
                         You bring me peace
                    With your head on my lap
                 I gently stroke your wavy hair
            Lovingly I bend to kiss your forehead
                Thanking God for giving me you
                    You have become my calm
                            My loyal friend 
                                    Zira


Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
Used my Path Number 9
09.15.2014
For Contest: Tell me your Number
Andrea Dietrich
3rd

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Dark River That Sought To Flood

Dark River That Sought To Flood

I tamed the dark river that sought to flood
spreading darkness invading my blood
Battles raged for years every painful night
no victory ever won that dark fight

Tried to forget by being lost into my lust
a folly that gave all so much grief
Years passed before my learning what I must
find only source could give relief

A death leaped out into my sad, wicked life
a healing gift sent from high above
Healing to overcome all sadness and strife
mercy gifted from God's sweet love

Years have now passed into time's eternal realm
I thank divine mercy that removed "Me" from the helm!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-21-2014

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A Friendship We Do Share

A Friendship We Do Share

My friend has troubles so very unfair
O' were I only able to just be there
To set right any very great wrong
man of action not of sweetened song

I would send power so very strong
to lift her up to just sing along
A merry melody that gives a feeling
like joy leaping up to the ceiling

A friendly hug just to help her see
the world is bad but send God a plea
A blessing would fly to be on her side
joyous comfort would take her on a ride

Yes, one way or another I would help
a promised vow , now made would be kept
Relief striking away troubles so unfair
deeds done for a friendship we share

Robert J. Lindley 08-06-2014

Written as promised to cheer a very 
fine lady that has been a friend to me..
Best Ican do and hope it cheers her heart.

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I'm Very Thankful

I’m Very Thankful!
 
I’m very thankful for everything the Lord has made...
Everything he’s created…  His beauty is displayed!
 
I’m very thankful for the breath I have to breathe…
Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave.
 
I’m very thankful for the way God has made so evident.
The principles of his word…  Are so relevant!
 
I’m very thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown…
It has brought blessings and healing to my home!
 
I’m very thankful for the many things he’s done for me…
He’s given me his love which flows abundantly!
 
I’m very thankful that each day,..  Is another to live for him…
He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin.
 
I’m very thankful that I can write
 these words from my heart.
I know that he’s with me.  And he’ll never depart!
 
I’m very thankful that you’re reading
 what I’ve been saying…
May this cause you to once again start praying!
 
I pray that this same Jesus I know…
 Who’s merciful and kind…
Will speak words of hope to you
 and give you a peace of mind.
 
I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended.
You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.”
 
Thank you Lord!  For what you’ve
 done and are going to do…
It’s another way that I can say 
 “I LOVE YOU!”
 
Thank you Lord!  For all that I‘ve 
received and so much more…
You’ve made my life complete… 
And are worth living for!
 
By Jim Pemberton   01/25/11

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The Hypocritical Christian

I am the hypocritical Christian.
I say I follow Christ,
But I'm still consumed by my demons.
I go to church on Sunday,
But I refuse to invite someone back.
I want to serve on mission,
But I'm too afraid to act.
They think I read The Bible,
But I just fall asleep in it.
They think I'm positivity and smiles,
But underneath I'm death and addictions.
They think I'm clean and pure,
But I'm broken and mistaken.
I say I'm not worthy of His love,
But Jesus will never let me be forsaken.
I pray long prayers,
But inside they're empty repetition.
It might look as if my faith is strong,
But my core is too easily shaken.
I say the things I'm supposed to say,
But don't follow His actions or obey.
I speak the truth the church wants to hear,
But deep inside on matters I don't know what to believe.
I walk in shame as if I'm not good enough
To be loved by God and saved through Christ,
But there is nothing I could ever do to earn His peace;
It's a free gift.
I accept;
Now forgiven, changed, and released.
Thank You God,
Thank You Jesus,
Thank You Holy Spirit!
In Jesus' Holy Name,
We pray,
Amen!

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Lonely Dreams

I never knew following dreams could be this lonely,
But up on the hill, looking back, thank God I'm not the old me.
If the tears will fall, let them be;
I believe this is God's plan, follow your dreams.

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If Ever


If ever pain shall strike my wounded soul,
my consolation is you are my cloak
Your calming presence mending any hole,
protecting me from chills it might invoke

If ever moon and tide shall be at war,
and convolutes my tattered, wrinkled mind
I’ll plunge it deep into your ocean floor
of soothing words, ‘til sweetest peace I find

If ever sun shall fall upon its death,
my only prayer is that you'll be with me
For light within your heart is like my breath,
and this will last me for eternity

I know that life shall cease for me one day
But love, ah love, forever it shall stay...





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--English sonnet; iambic pentameter :)



**thanks so much to Kash for the heads up on the syllables, and also to Jack for "it", and also to Sara and Carrie for your insights :)....it's looking better now, thank you!!

again many thanks as well for all who's passed by and left inspiring comments :D; Debbie, I nudged the comma & tweaked that other line and Andrea, thanks so much for the additional wonderful suggestions-- sorry I am a bit stubborn with some of the lines ;)

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A Special Thank You.

Thank You, God.
Thank You for everything
that I know that I wanted and You withheld.
Thank You for everything
that I thought that I did not need and You provided.
Let me be like the one leper
out of ten who returns to give thanks to Your Son.
Thank you for  what you have granted.
Thank You for what you held back.
Thank you. Always. Amen.
P.S. Lord, Thank you for the following incomplete list of talented caring people
who have filled my heart and engaged my head. 
They, too, are one of You gifts to me:
Be good to them always and protect them as Your own. They are:

Carolyn Devonshire;Francine Roberts;Andrea Dietrich;Carrie Richards;Destroyer Poet;Chris
D. Aechter;Harry Horsman;DorisCulverHouse;Audrey Carey John Freeman; Wilma Neels;Dr. Ram
Mehta; Sean Kelly; Deborah Guzzi: Ambassador Carol Brown;Andrew Crisi;Brandlee
Augustus;Joyce( I told you first!) Johnson;Ralph Taylor; Charles Henderson; Joseph Spence;
Karen O'Leary;Connie Marcum Wong;Barbara Gorelick;Iolanda Scripca;Susan Palli; SKAT*;
Katie Lindsay;Michael Jordan; Caryl Muzzey;James Fraser;Rich Parise; Joe Flach;Tim
Ryerson;Mitch White;Nathan Dilts;Daniel Cwiak;Chris Smith; Brian Strand; and The Rambling
Poet. Thank you all and Thanks to all whom I foolishly overlooked. REGARDS! GERARD!

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Dear Friend

 It is only through you that
I feel alive 
It is only when you tell me of your pain
that my pain becomes more real
And when your eyes light up with joy
at the same things mine do
I feel it ten times more
In trusting that you won't betray me
I vow to myself I will never betray you
Your compassion for others teaches me
 inspires me and encourages me
to be commpassionate too
I'm so thankful for how good 
you make my heart feel
And most of all for
the fact that
 I know you 

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Thank you for believing in me

Poem written based on the ABBA Song Thank you for the Music
I got the idea for writing it this way after reading Darren Watson’s Poem ‘And then I Kissed Her’
My poem was written to say a very special thank you for the person who introduced me to Poetry Soup
 – can’t think of a more appropriate way to say this:-

I’m no one special; I think I’ve said this before
When I post a poem, you wont have read it before
But I’ve discovered a talent, a wonderful thing
My poems are posted, and my praises you sing
I’m so grateful and proud
All I want is to shout it out loud

So I say
Thank you for the comments, my praises you are singing
Thanks for all the joy they are bringing
I can’t live without them, I say in all honestly
What would this site be
Without a comment from you and from me
So I say thank you for the feedback
For giving it to me

Mother says I was so funny before I could talk
She says I could make her laugh before I could walk
February is when my poetry journey did start
I’ve found out my poems can capture a heart
Like a well penned rhyme can
Well, Poetry Soup, I’m a fan

So I say
Thank you for the comments, my praises you are singing
Thanks for all the joy they are bringing
I can’t live without them, I say in all honestly
What would this site be
Without a comment from you and from me
So I say thank you for the comments
For giving them to me


I’ve been so lucky, I am a woman without a care
I want to shout it out to everybody
What a joy, what a life, what a chance

So I say
Thank you for the comments, my praises you are singing
Thanks for all the joy they are bringing
I can’t live without them, I say in all honestly
What would this site be
Without a comment from friends over the sea
Now I need to say thank Jenny Brewer
For introducing me

So I say 
Thank you Jenny Brewer for her belief in me
And setting my creativity free

~submitted to Heartfelt' poem contest sponsored by Royal Trevino ~

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MY SOUPER GIRLFRIENDS

I met them once I landed in a place, 
they called it haven, a soiree place. 
Where people are nice,kind and cool. 
Some are young, some are....never mind. 
They're awesome people!

I first met this blonde lady,thought she's only twenty.
She did refused, said she's almost a mother to me. 
I beg to disagree,'cos she's more than just a mom. 
She's a bestfriend, she's wonderwoman. 
She lives in Norway,Anne Lise Andresen was her name. 

There goes a new avatar,who came to visit on my land. 
She's wearring sunglasses,but can't hide the beauty from behind.
Then I found out lately, she doesn't just own a pretty face.
She is the sexiest and hottest momsie,rockin' up poetry.
She's a real poet master,SkAT A.,that's her name! 

One day I sat down and read some poetries, 
So delightful,inspiring, and awesome pieces. 
I got struck to what I've found. 
A Filipina who's writing with charms, 
Her poems are incredibly great, 
She's Nette Onclaud, the goddess poet! 

I came to land another page, thought at first that's a cage. 
Of a tigress with full of angst and strength. 
I must admit, though I was afraid, I admire all the pieces she had made. 
She left the table and threw the soup,and think tha'ts the last time I'll see her poem. 
But with revenge she went back home, and send me greetings that I treasured. 
With friendly comment I came to know, this tigress is tame and a sweet person. 
Who is she?...the everbody's love and favorite, Poet Destroyer!

As time goes by, and my journey went long.
I had to passed in different stations.
I came to know so many beautiful people,
So kind and thoughtful, their arts are treasures.

There came to visit my poem one day, 
Though full of greiving,they cheered me so well.
They are Mary Jo ,Eileen, F.J. ,Vie and Shadow.
The women who are pride of this site.
The pretty ladies who always been there to lift you high.

Above all these awesome experience,
Is to know the people from my own motherland.
My country fellas, so sweet,cool and nice.
They are the crystal flowers glisten brightly like a star.
They are Leonora, Maria Paz, Nikko and Carole...

My day became brighter, you light the path I walk.
Everytime your greetings knock on my door.
Allow me to do the honor to thank you guys.
And let you all know how thankful I am.
My dream has came true, because of this site.









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OUR MANY BLESSINGS

OUR MANY BLESSINGS
By the Poets Listed in the first comment
 
Life is full of wonderment and blessings well received.
The greatest gift, so well conceived, the freedom to believe.
Thanking God that in this glorious world He perceived.
There, stands today beauty and grandeur that awed we can achieve.
Our ancestors, many moons ago, the motherland did flee.
Enriching lives, harvest, and family in this land of milk and honey.
Gratitude after we gathered the fruits of our great labors.
Holding hands with love we pray with family, friends, and neighbors.
Thankfulness for waking to feel warm sun on our face, all hail.
The wind's breeze, melodies in green trees from sweet nightingales,
You cast off my chains; you set me free, through true eyes, now I see.
Each dawn I give thanks I am free!  Thank you, Lord from the real me.
Thank you for my mind and heart and trusting me from the start.
For the sun, the moon, the stars, and all your creatures who take part.
Also for things in me once damaged, now mending a new start.
To live this life, day to day, with the minimum of fuss-
We believe in many things, that the joys of life bring us.
From majestic mountains, to the tiniest of bugs,
Wondrous bountiful God, created these for poetry.
I am sending GOOD energy, to my friends, and hugs.
My thanks are carried on waves over the November seas. 
To friends from afar who grace my life with comfort and ease.
One unending relationship with God and His wonderful love...
Four sons, the gifts given to me from Heaven high above,
I am so thankful to be gifted with so many different things.
And being healthy under loving angel's caring wings
One great blessing: I begin to see the world was more than me.
Methodical.  Prodigal.  More logical, I found the great light love.
Within our thankful hearts today, a prayer is softly said,
Blessing all who join with us as we eat and share our bread.
Our lives are enriched by family and friends that we love.
With grateful hearts, we thank our generous Father above.
The wonders of your world, Lord, Earthbound and on the wing,
Our hearts are filled with happiness for every blessed thing.
So, thank you, Lord for everything that upon us you bestowed.
Especially for your love dear, Lord that bountifully has flowed.
                                                                               Amen

CONTRIBUTING POETS in alphabetical order: See the first comment.  We had great 
participation.  Thank you, my poet dear friends for your contributions to this Thanksgiving 
poem.  Lovingly, Dane Ann

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My Words are Safe

I know my words are safe with you
They flow from my heart tried and true
I have nothing to fear
You will protect and not harm me
For my beauty is what you see
To my heart you are near

I’m free to expose how I feel
You cherish what you know is real
I flourish with your praise
I’m not careful of what I write
I know the truth you’ll bring to light
My thanks to you I raise.

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Driving Under the Influence

"Your honor, against my advice, my client has decided to plead no contest. I respectfully ask for leniency and that he be ordered to pay restitution to Tim,  Vicki Ryerson & family which would include the following"...

Walk back to that street
Crawl inside that wreck
Feel his last heart-beat
Touch his broken neck

Wake up in their dream
Face their blackest fears
Hear his mother scream
Collapse inside their tears

Stumble through their haze
Hate their morning lights
Trudge through empty days
Dread their sleepless nights

Cower on their edge
Hear their demons hiss
Slip upon their ledge
Fall in their abyss

Snap beneath their strains
Bleed out from their wounds
Spatter from their brains
Rot inside their tombs

Toe the line you crossed
Bear the cross you made
Lose what they have lost
Pay the price they paid



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SOMETIMES

Sometimes I wish for a king's hearty dish
That I'd eat and could just eat no more.
But, a king's hearty dish is far less than a kiss
And a meal in which love has been poured.

Sometimes I gaze and am truly amazed
At the eagles that soar in the sky,
But, often for me with a sweet melody
I'll be flying right there by there side.

Sometimes I dream of a fresh water stream
And the trout there are three pounds or more,
But, the pond down the road where thoughts often explode,
Undoubtedly holds more in store.

Sometimes I say what a beautiful day.
It'd be nice if we had more of these.
But, the next day it rains and I feel just the same,
For with each day a soul can be pleased.

Sometimes I long to stand up and be strong
For something I truly believe,
But, a strange circumstance will give me a chance,
And I find silence wiser indeed.

Sometimes I think, oh, I'm right on the brink
Of ideas to bring glory to me,
But, the glory's to him and I thank God again,
For He's given me all that I need. 

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HOURS OF PEACE

The night is still and all asleep
God’s creatures now their silence keep
While moonbeams shine on land and sea.
We put to rest a long, hard day  
Our stress and worries fly away—
For this time, dear God, we thank Thee.
The night is still and all asleep
God’s creatures now their silence keep.

Nature sleeps through the quiet night
And nothing will disturb the light
While moonbeams shine on land and sea;
For this time, dear God, we thank Thee.
The night is still and all asleep
God’s creatures now their silence keep.

© Sandra M. Haight 2014 
   All Rights Reserved

~7th Place~
Contest: Sonnetina Rispetto
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta

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Prison

This empty room
Lacking everything but pain
Is where I will meet my doom.

Stuck here forever and ever,
In this blank room.

I hear somebody call my name
It is so far away, I can barely hear it
Inside my pain filled domain

Maybe someone will save me,
From this dreadful room.

Cracks form on the walls,
As a hand reaches through to help me.
I accept it as this lonesome room falls.

Thanks to you I escaped,
That pain filled room.

Now I am free,
No longer stuck in my past,
My pain filled memories.

For Ayla. Thank you

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Nick

I wish I could see you again.
Hear your laugh,
See your smile.
Feel your arms around me,
Look at your face and feel you smiling at me.
See you smile at me,
Only me.
Hold your hand,
Even though I’m too shy. 
I’m laughing at myself now,
This wasn’t meant to sound so romantic.
It was meant to be simple,
But I started writing and the pen took over.
I hope telling you these things,
Doesn’t make you want to go away.
I like being around you,
I hope telling you all this doesn’t scare you off.
I wish I could tell you everything,
Let it all go and be myself.
Sometimes I want to,
More than anything.
But I don’t know if I can.
Seventeen years is a long time to hide,
A demon behind the innocent smile of an angel.
To just let go and open up.
Release the side of you,
Buried so deep.
I thought it was impossible,
Until I met you.
You brought out a side of me,
I thought died long ago.
Breathing life into the real me.
This demonic little girl,
Forced to hide behind an innocent smile.
A shadow,
Bent on self-destructing.
But with you,
It’s different.
I don’t know why or how,
But it is.
So I can’t wait to see you again,
To see what you think of me.
To see if you run, to see if you stay
When it’s all said and done.

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Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of Freedom

(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)



Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of Freedom:



Solomon Mahlangu was trained as an MK soldier with a view to later rejoining the struggle in the country.


He left South Africa after the Soweto Uprising of 1976 when he was 19 years old, and was later chosen to be part of an elite force to return to South Africa to carry out a mission commemorating the June 16th 1976 Soweto student uprising.


After entering South Africa through Swaziland and meeting his fellow comrades in Duduza, on the East Rand (east of Johannesburg), they were accosted by the police in Goch Street in Johannesburg.


In the ensuing gun battle two civilians were killed and two were injured, and Mahlangu and Motloung were captured while acting as decoys so that the other comrade could go and report to the MK leadership.


Motloung was brutally assaulted by the police to a point that he suffered brain damage and was unfit to stand trial, resulting in Mahlangu facing trial alone.


He was charged with two counts of murder and several charges under the Terrorism Act, to which he pleaded not guilty.


Though the judge accepted that Motloung was responsible for the killings, common purpose was argued and Mahlangu was found guilty on two counts of murder and other charges under the Terrorism Act.


On 15 June 1978 Solomon Mahlangu was refused leave to appeal his sentence by the Rand Supreme Court, and on 24 July 1978 he was refused again in the Bloemfontein Appeal Court.


Although various governments, the United Nations, International Organizations, groups and prominent individuals attempted to intercede on his behalf, Mahlangu awaited his execution in Pretoria Central Prison, and was hanged on 6 April 1979.


His hanging provoked international protest and condemnation of South Africa and Apartheid.


In fear of crowd reaction at the funeral the police decided to bury Mahlangu in Atteridgeville in Pretoria.


On 6 April 1993 he was re-interred at the Mamelodi Cemetery, where a plaque states his last words:


‘My blood will nourish the tree that will bear the fruits of freedom.

Tell my people that I love them.

They must continue the fight.’



Mahlangu died for a cause!



Salute!



The Struggle Continues…




(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)

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We Salute Our Veterans This Memorial Day


We salute every soldier who’s served this great nation. And offer a heart of thanks and appreciation! We salute each member of our armed forces. And are thankful for their efforts and resources! We salute the many who protect our borders too. We’d be in trouble… If not for people like YOU! We salute every son and daughter lost in a war. YOU are what serving this country is meant for! We salute the officers who’ve guided our women and men. Our prayers are with you! And our love from within! We salute our veterans! Wherever they may be! Those who served on land, air and sea! Offering prayer to the Lord is our belief… That he will guide our Commander-in-Chief! As we observe Memorial Day this year… Let’s offer our soldiers love, hope and cheer! May God bless them in all they endeavor And his peace be with them today and forever!! By Jim Pemberton

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A Mother's Love


A Mother’s Love… How precious is the love of a mother’s heart! Even as a child… It’s there from the start. A mother’s love knows no boundary or limit. It’s often shown by how much the mother gives it! Whether her children are young or growing old… And whatever circumstances in life may unfold… Her love is continually a solid foundation… That can’t be removed, torn or shaken. Her love is what is a “guiding force…” Even if her children’s lives stray “off course.” I’m thankful for the love my mother’s given… It’s surely influenced the way I’ve been livin’! To all of our mothers across our great nation… May we show them our love and appreciation! Their love has stood and endured the test of time… I’m so glad that one of them is MINE! By Jim Pemberton