Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen Poet Rhyme

Through Every Ford

Through Every Ford

I beg to die and then I cry.
Tell me God.  Why?  Oh, why?
I kneel to pray beneath sun's ray.
Hope will not stay my heart this day.
Life is dry; minds will not ply.
Will you, please tell me why?

Aches and pains here and there-
In my heart and everywhere.
Now, my stomach begins its hurts.
Growling out-loud ailment blurts.
Leopard spotted gnawed at first.
Too soon the ulcers ate and cursed.

If I go, I will miss them so.
Friends and family lost.  Oh, no!
If I stay, I will miss them so.
Friends and family have gone.  Oh, no! 
But if I say, “Lord, have your way.”
I shall not worry another day.

For God is there to pull one out.
He does it gently with no shout.
He holds each heart within His hand.
And so He does in every land.
So lift your eyes unto the Lord.
And hold on tight through every ford.

© By Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
    11-23-09

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Tara Jennings November 26, 2009 at 4:08 PM sweetie, I started to cry. i think back to how scared my mother was of losing me, as I was scared of losing her. That fear kept us apart but our hearts have never left each other. God bless you, he heals in every way we need though sometimes we dont see it.

Doris Culverhouse November 24, 2009 at 5:45 AM great poem!!

Carol Sunshine Brown November 24, 2009 at 4:15 AM Wonderful poetry you present to us today Dane Ann. I hope your week finds you with an overflow of inspiration which you may use to inspire others. Love and blessings to you, Carol

Sara Kendrick November 23, 2009 at 3:12 PM He is there when we don't even know it. He carrying us when we think that we are carrying the world. Keep the creative poem flowing. Sara

Charmaine Chircop November 23, 2009 at 3:11 PM That is the best verse--God have your way,yet many times i say to God have your way,and i find myself singing i did it my way..which doesnt lead to few mistakes but many,,in God we should trust yes Dane,He Knows better,,,,I can feel your pain in this poem,i can,,May you be better..indeed--Charma

Robert A. Dufresne November 23, 2009 at 6:58 AM heartfelt and by the looks of your wonderful comments ..heart-shared. I add my appreciation to those. and thank you for your encouraging comments, Dane Ann. -Robert

Jared Pickett November 23, 2009 at 6:09 AM Absolutely beautiful write here DASJ..... Keep them coming friend.....:JP]

Linda-Marie Sweetheart November 23, 2009 at 5:21 AM Such a beautiful spiritual and uplifting poem from your pen today Dane Ann and I am so happy I started reading u first... God does have a special plan for each of us , my dear wonderful lady, and sometimes it does include aches and pains.. we never know why .. just to trust HIM.. like Psalm 37 tell us.. have a wonderful Thanksgiving and enjoy those people God has chosen to be in your life right now.. including your Soup Family.. we all luv u... blessings.. and more luv.. Linda-Marie, "Sweetie"

Tim Ryerson November 23, 2009 at 4:26 AM Very inspiration Dane-Ann!... Glad I read this this morning...great way to start the day! I have heard of your recent medical problems and continue to pray for God's blessings to you! - Tim

Anthony Nutter November 23, 2009 at 3:25 AM He does hold our hearts in his hand. Excellent write I feel the passion in your words. A. W. Nutter www.freewebs.com/abcedit