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Wise Men Still Seek Him Today

W-hen the fullness of time had come, Jesus was born behind an Inn in a cave-like stable.
I-n the Inn there was no room for the Son of God, no room for the Saviour of men.
S-tar was shining so bright above the stable for the shepherds to find their way to Him.
E-ven angels proclaimed His birth to those shepherds "Unto you is born this day."
M-anger is where Mary and Joseph first laid him.  It was filled with hay.
E-very animal there must have known that their Creator had come that day. 
N-o one knew the depth of love God had, to give His Son to dwell among men.
S-ame star guided three kings from the Orient, who studied the stars and heavens.
T-hese wise men from the East came saying "Where is He that is born King"
I-n their hands they brought him gifts of gold, frankincense and myrr.
L-ike these three wise men, wise men still seek him today! 
L-ove is the reason that God sent His only Begotton Son into the world to save us.
S-eeking for you and me, yes God was seeking for us because we had left Him.
E-veryone, yes, all we like sheep have gone astray. Everyone to his own way.
E-ach one has to make his on decision to follow Him or not to follow Him.
K-ing, born to be a King. King of the ages. King of the past. King of the future.

H-eaven, He came from Heaven to earth to show us the right way.
I-niquity, the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all.
M-elody, He gives us a sweet melody, we sing many songs of praise to Him.
T-ree, A Christmas tree, the love that Jesus had for us, to die on a tree.
O-nly one life and how soon it passes. Only in life can we accept His Love.
D-eliverance, He came from Heaven to preach deliverance to the captives.
A-cknowlege Him and accept Him. Behold now is the accepted time.
Y-ou, Yes, this Christmas Love was for You.  Will You accept this love?

For Brian Strands Christmas Love contest.

Copyright © Marty Owens | Year Posted 2009

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An angel gave wings to you so you can fly
Never will life pass you by
Toward the sky you will guide
Hovering above the world so high
On a cloud you sit as other's sigh
Never will you fall from the sky
Your angels taught you how to fly

Copyright © Linda walden | Year Posted 2014

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Looking at your misshapen little red face,
only a mother can appreciate the beauty when seeing her
very precious baby for the first time. 
Eyes filled with happy tears as I
looked at your blonde hair and blue eyes and
inspected your tiny little fingers and toes.
Never had I seen a more beautiful child –
everything about you was simply perfect!
Soon you were sleeping peacefully,
safe in the arms of your adoring mother.

Contest: Loveliness Acrostic
Sponsor John Hamilton

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

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Jesus wants us to come with a willing heart
Everyone has free will
Saves all who believe in him and confess in his name
Unto him freely come all to him freely give he will 
Save with his love, mercy,hope,and grace

Copyright © Patricia Bernard | Year Posted 2014

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My 18 year old son

N ever a harsh word spoken
I love you mom he says every day
C aring and considerate 
H appy and carefree
O n the ball about his chores
L ooking for food in the cupboard doors
A lways eating me out of house and home
S haring time with mom before he leaves home

Copyright © michelle phillips | Year Posted 2010

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The Son with all stars blazing

Stare-well..! emotions and souls to your Majestic fields aspire..
Temporal surrounds me, ambiguous background; below crested fallow moons.."
Amplified.." Intensity' as stellar images fall silently; while cresendos of beauty abound
Innumerable shifts of light and dark in shaded displays make play! & re-plays are seen.
Roaming tails of light deny non-existence, "and pass on" in twillight realms...

Wholly indescribable energy masses pirouette; in an eternity of loose and endings"
Always immaculate ways, and untrod paths scintillate to Mercurial growth anon..)
Yea' though is interposed my earthly being; tis the more to highlight heavenly ways,

To rebirth.! "and with all glory" the celestial tapestry alludes to His-story.."
Orbs in incandescence implode.! as platignum stairways transpire..)
Though my script be no match.) the words not worthy of re-counting be, so let it be.!
Haze's of swirl glazed and gaseous liquid nimbus; gather possibility's beyond reason   
Eclipse, is a true part of the many story's  played upon this..! of aeons august stage.

Starry foot-light stair-well "to be or not to be"of such is all the honor i seek to attain,
True enrichment  there'to is revolving; where'of my soul is to pertaining
And there my"die is cast..!as midst the maddening crowd" i cry with sullied eyes.)
Revering and wishing upon the great lights life i see in para-present skies
So i endure..passing all lights are.! await i "a mote of such to be,In the one Gods sight. 

  Copyright Joe 2012  For Linda-Maries Stairway to the stars contest.

Copyright © Joe Maverick | Year Posted 2012

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Love came down at Christmas

L Long ago travelled Kings
O Opened their minds to prophecies
V Visiting from afar they brought gifts of Gold, Fracincense and Myrrh
E Eastern Star guiding them lighting the way

C Company of Heavenly Host
A Allelujah! Angels appeared to Shepherds, telling Savior born
M Manger for bed wrapped in cloths in Town of David
E Evangelically proclaimed Christ the Lord

D December 25th designated day
O On which we recollect
W Why/way Christ entered our world
N Nativity only part of His story

A A new testament
T Tells of new covenant between God and His people

C Christ's coming to Earth
H Hailed as new born King, Holy
R Risen Lord, righteous redeemer, 
I Intercedes for us as
S Spiritual Saviour to save sinners souls
T Time for Truth, Trust, Trinity
M Man's belief in God of Love,  
A As Father Son and Holy Spirit
S Shall be saved

Copyright © Anna-Marie Docherty | Year Posted 2009

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O pen up and tell your Mom.
L ife is not to shun.
A spire to be who you are.
N ever defeat your goals.
D on't deny your soul.


T ogether is a strong word
O ften use with opposite annotation.
N ever interpret it as such
Y our strength magnifies a deeper intelligence.

R a reached for the sun in
A ncient Egypt.
S ky bound he was as the sun god. 
H e command his chariot above as 
A pharaoh of divine powers. 
D on’t deny yours.


E xpressive character with 
M onumental truths that are
I nfluence by 
L ife potential wealth.
Y esterday is our history.

N o matter how far the sun rise
I am always part of your stride. 
K eeping the pace through contact
O ver the phone or via writing.
L ive life to be fulfilled with your desires.
E veryday make worthwhile.

B ecause we are from the same blood
L et’s remain in focus of what we
A spire to attain.
I know we are of similar minds in that we are
R eady to leave the past behind.
Penned February 27, 2015!
Revised March 02, 2015!

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2015

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Earths people, it is time to wake up, the ‘Prince’ is alive! 
Ascension available, access through your heart 
Seek and you shall find! 
Time is short, personally unite, connect as one
Eternity given
Rise to the occasion, celebrate the gift of life, bond, with ‘our lord Jesus’ and ‘our Universal Father in heaven, building a bridge, experiencing kinship, between human and spirit

                     ***Happy Easter Everyone***

Copyright © Amy Rose | Year Posted 2013

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Her song was too beautiful for ordinary words 
Ending it on a sweet note that no heart ever forgot
Remembering her for offering a priceless gift 
Seems right to praise her for a big heart without greed   
Pop music and opera were the two things she loved
Immense was forgiveness when wrong made her sad
Regret for not having loved enough was a silly guilt
Incredible was her enthusiasm towards all children
Total discipline she demanded like soldiers in combat
All but pain mom withheld from me, trust was the essence
Lording over others with equality was pure nobility
Illness invaded her body, but she battled it with fortitude 
Vigilance averted danger in foreseen things others ignored
Extraordinary was the faith she was placed in me learning values 
Another mom couldn't have been be more thoughtful that she was
 "Nonna" the grandchildren called her when they came to visit
Dear were those happy angels she proudly hugged and kissed 
Seeing her fragility towards the end, one thought of her death 
Though she suffered, she wished to share a delightful thought
Innovating was her style of looking at elegant things
Love secured by confidence, was an embrace of joy
Limpid eyes as skies gazed over to impart comfort
" Live with honesty " was a motto that identified her integrity
Indeed her words were full of fairness and humanity
Vengeance never shone on that face of endless humility 
Endurance was learned by kindness, not by rage 
Spiritual advice was a spring of lasting knowledge

Copyright 2015 ( c ) by Andrew Crisci

Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2015

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When I held you in my arms for the very first time,
Overjoyed that my baby boy was simply sublime.
New life that I had pushed into the world, 
Darling son, oh how my emotions whirled.
Every day brought us something new,
Recording every moment as you grew.
Filling our lives with laughter and joy,
Unconditional love for our beautiful boy.
Love you forever my wonderful son.

Contest:- Wonderful Acrostic
Sponsor:- John Hamilton

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

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I miss you, my sweet son...
I miss you every day.

Copyright © Olivia Washam | Year Posted 2009

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Many sleepless nights abound
Yearning for the lack of sound.

Two Minions have me running round,
With many eyes needed all around
Or disaster strikes and I expound.

Beware the Lego on the ground
On late dark trips to a screaming mound.
Yawning smiles though, do astound
Sweethearts sleeping most profound.

Copyright © Nicola Byrne | Year Posted 2016

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Two hearts came together to beat as one
Real love that overflowed producing a son
Every fathers dream, every mother’s true joy
Years we spent wishing for a precious boy
Vulnerable and innocent you had a certain charm
Only I couldn’t protect you keeping you from harm
Now two hearts ache, an unyielding pain

Absorbed in our grief almost going insane
No pain is like the one losing you brought
The reasons god took you was all that we sought
Heaven cradles our baby in arms full of love
Only ours are now empty unlike the angels above
Not once did our baby ever open his eyes
Yearning to hear, but yet knowing he wouldn’t cry

Forever that day’s memory will be vivid in my mind
Always haunting us, wondering if relief we will find
Visions of his lifeless tiny body upon his birth
Only made me take note and total my true worth
Regretting our first good-bye is also our last to you
Son your forever in our mind, and in our hearts LOVE IS TRUE


Copyright © Brenda Chiri | Year Posted 2005

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His Name is Jeremy

Justice his goal, his words polite

Eager to help friends with their plight

Relies on small things for delight

Expressive in what he does write

Mighty in love, peaceful and quite

Yields to actions that are forthright

Copyright © Brent Cloyd | Year Posted 2014

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What's In Your Name

Sensationally super, and Sagittarius son of John Spence
Pleasantly personable, and matriarch Maud Spence’s son
Enabling, exquisite, eloquent, evolving and enterprising
Naturally nice, no nonsense, and a nutritionist nobleman
Carrot consumer, constant comrade and cold-war veteran
Equitably enlightened, and just an elegant eggnog taster
Jumping Jupiter, a jubilant sundae lover, and just a jewel!

Comments:   During my twenty plus years of military service I was always called 
Spence, J.   That's just the way the government does business.  This acrostic is 
about Spence, J.   It's crafted on a combination of alliteration, assonance and 
consonance sounding words. Eggnog at Christmas is my favorite. Having a 
Sunday afternoon sundae at the ice cream parlor is oh so tasty. Wow!  I just love 
it!!!  Anyway, here are some comments on writing an acrostic. The basic acrostic 
poem is formed by writing a word vertically down the page, which may also be 
the topic of the poem.  It’s recommended to use one letter per line, and the 
beginning letters should be all capital ones.  Each line of the poem should begin 
with the letter on that line and the line should pertain to the word or title being 
used.  Some may recommend using one word or a phrase which does not have 
to rhyme; however, one may move beyond the basic acrostic form and use a 
complete thought with a rhyming sequence.  It’s also recommended to use 
adjectives and phrases that describe the word or subject of the acrostic. Finally, 
one may take the quantum leap and write a double acrostic where the first and 
last letters of each line are the same.

Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2006

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Losing Him

Buried secrets…pulled out of dank soil and shoved into the light
Unjustified accusations, exhausting and expensive to fight
Tainted and tattered relationships flutter in and endless wind

Impossible to undo or explain, especially to a young mind, closed within

Wistful memories of easy smiles and open affection
Innocence gone; hatred coaxed by lies and deception
Love too strong and proud to let go, perceived as little more than a show
Lost for words as his disrespect slowly smolders and grows

Lingering awkward anger, followed by confusion and sighs
Each hateful word and hostile look, thrown like daggers from eyes I don’t recognize
Torn between a mother’s hope and helpless frustration

He is resolute; seeing only black and white…allowing no gray in this situation
I have given up explaining, reasoning, and rationale that falls on deaf ears
My heart breaking with each failed attempt; desperately fighting back tears

Gone forever is the boy I knew only months ago
Oblivious to my intent and resolute to his own; my heart tells me to say no,
…But I will let him go

Copyright © Kelly McDonald | Year Posted 2011

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Traits of a Mother

M. Mature
O. Obsessive
T. Truthful
H. Helpful
E. Earnest
R. Respectful
S. Self sufficient 

L. Loveable 
O. Outstanding
V. Virtuous 
E. Efficient

I. Irreplaceable 
S. Spontaneous

N. Nurturing
E. Economical
V. Virtuoso
E. Eager 
R. Reliable 

E. Entertaining 
N. Nice
D. Dedicated
I.  Industrious 
N. Not appreciated enough
G. Good Nature

Copyright © R. M. Eichmiller | Year Posted 2012

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S lain 
A nonymously
N eighbors
D umbfounded by
Y ?

H ow could he?
O ne more tragedy
O ver 25 bodies
K eep them in your prayer please, children of Tragedy

©Copyright December 16, 2012 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved

Copyright © Brian Pierre-Alexander | Year Posted 2012

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written 22nd March 2001

K  is for the abundance of kisses we share

A  is for your real little boyish attitude 

Y  is for all the yummy food you make and eat

N  is for the never ending love we will forever share

E  is for the endless laughter we share together 

                 "Mummy's Thoughts"

               So charming and boyish
             Not knowing how precious
              Overwhelming and bright
          Your happiness is my only light

                               with love

Copyright © Denise Hopkins | Year Posted 2013

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Just as a man
Of joy and laughter not filled within
Speak not of the pain and destruction you felt 
Held it in all these years...why, we could have helped 
Up, we could have held you...but you never spoke of it, for this was unknown 
All of it...all of it...none it known.

©Holly P. Moore
   October 2012

Copyright © HOLLY MOORE | Year Posted 2012

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To my son I will never see
By WTC 2005
Through the loss of an unborn son
An unknown journey had just begun
The place to where I did not know
My only comfort, together we did go

 My pain and sorrow could never compare
The physical torment we did not share
The doctor’s scalpel, she alone did bear 
Is there a reason you had to take
What we together, our love did make
I still believe, but must confess
Many doubts, still cross my chest

But when I look, up to the sky
I still don't know the reason why
But in the end God's will be done
A lesson learned from an unborn son

Copyright © travis campbell | Year Posted 2013

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My Poetic Inspiration

 M y Son Jared inspired me to write
 Y  earning to write words of beauty

 I  inspired by the Gift I gave him at birth returned
 N ever taking much time to think, written from the heart
 S someone who pushed me to be more than I was
 P artners in writing collaborations, two minds to one
 I nterpreting messages without thought between us
 R enduring thoughts to pen
 A lways there for a kind word or debate
 T empting the progression of talent
 I nvigorated with the pen and paper
 O blivious to my surroundings when in write
 N ever forgetful of the Son who prodded me to Poetry

 M uses dance around him
 Y eilding not to daring subject

 S on I thank you for your inspiration
 O n so many levels
 N ever forget how much I love you 

 To my Son Jared........Thanks......Dad

Copyright © Richard Pickett | Year Posted 2010

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My Son

In words
And noticed

I must say I am extremely proud of the writer 
my son has become   He is one special man

Copyright © Mama Bear | Year Posted 2016

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My Boys

My boys are the best of me
Youth at its finest all three

Bound to a broken family
Ornery yet full of God’s grace
You know they are mine looking at their face
So much pride and joy they bring to me.

Copyright © Brian Magness | Year Posted 2011

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Renegade Son

Renegade against time with vision and 
Isolated from yourself, the sun does not cover, you  
Centered on dreams too big for life
How you dream those big dreams,
And life’s passing you by. 
Renegade son do not eat the apple.
Don your amour and free the princess
O, free the princess!

Copyright © Sherese Gooden | Year Posted 2012

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“S” is for sweet, a sweet little boy is he.
“H” is for handsome, or at least he is to me.
“A” is for always, for he’s always on my mind.
“D” is for dear to me, no other love I’ll find.
“R” is for rotten, though just a little bit.
“A” is for all boy, that, I must admit.
“C” is for cuddly, when it’s time to go down to sleep.
“H” is for happy, that is, how happy he makes me.

Even though sleepless nights, 
Began his life on earth,
Who could ever comprehend, 
How much this baby’s worth?

And tears once wept for this little one,
Have given way to sunny smiles.
God has brought him through the fire and again,
And will bring him through many more trials.

Daniel 3:26-28

Copyright © Brandlynn Young | Year Posted 2009

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The Talk

The Talk


"The Talk:",
 He hesitated, 
 Interested in
 During different, developmental 
(Assurances are always awkward;
 Nothing new.)
 Dad dodged    
"The Talk" 'til I turned twenty two.
 He honestly
 Bewilderment by
 Even though everybody knows, each infant grows in a secret station
 So its strong enough for the long aviation of being taken, by delivery stork, to it's home.

(This poem was written specifically for Carol Brown's "The Birds and the Bees" poetry

Copyright © John Taylor | Year Posted 2010

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Chocolate eyes
Auburn hair
Loved by Jesus
Eternal spirit
Blood of my blood, boy from God

Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2009

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Father And Son

Faithful and a friend who will defend to the end.
Always there when you need a friend.
Thankful for a loving son who cares.
Helps you and he gives you hope with his prayers.
Especially tries to know and meet all your needs.
Regardless of your circumstances, helps you do good deeds.

Acrostic poem of a father and son.
Nurtured in love just having a little fun!
Doing all he can to teach his son to be a man.

So here I stand, and dad I'm grateful for your helping hand.
Occasionally I was hard to handle but I made it to the end.
Not only were you my father, but you were my best friend!

*Collaberation with Marty Owens ( He did FATHER and I did AND SON)

Copyright © Jimmy Anderson | Year Posted 2010