Best Holidayheart Poems
I followed you from Galilee
To that sad day on Calvary
Of love You spoke
New hope You woke
Some said I was a prostitute
In me You saw no ill repute
My heart now cries
I watch You die
Sharp spikes that pierce Your hands draw blood
And through my heart emotions flood
A Son so blessed
Is laid to rest
Three days I stayed outside Your tomb
Never to see You I presumed
And though I mourned
Glory's reborn
I genuflect and watch You rise
To join Your Father in the skies
This blessed day
Showed us “The Way”
The sacrifice You made for man
Celebrated in many lands
Easter Sunday
Give thanks and pray
Written in the first-person view of Mary Magdalene, one of Christ’s best known
disciples. According to modern religious scholars, the Gospels of Mark and John say
she was the first person to see Jesus after he rose from the dead.
A heart aches where love resides,
in the deepest recesses is where it hides.
While all others see and believe what he shows,
your own heart answers the beat and it knows.
His love can not escape through all the pain,
it is like trying to see in a night filled with rain.
During these holidays he often cries,
and seeing this a part of your soul dies.
Reach out to him in such a gentle way,
that you may be the sun on his gloomy day.
Looking into his deep blue eyes you will begin to see,
the love he holds for you that was always meant to be.
You tearfully realize no holiday shall ever again be like this,
as you two hold each other close and seal the future with a kiss.