Best Hopework Poems
my hands are not d work of my hand
but the work of thine hand
'u' are what 'u' said u are
am .not mine but thine
the effort that made me is not mine;
i'm not made in u.s or japan but heaven
'u' are what 'u' said u are
when i want to see 'u'
i look at the mirror and smile
cos' i have seen 'u'
'cos i believe 'u' made me in ur image
'u' are what 'u' said 'u' are
the sun, not created in God image:
the enemies can't stop from rising
not even from shining
so can my enemies stop me?
from rising and shining? no! no! no!!!
'u' are'my lord' what 'u' said 'u' are
the chair and the alter
ur son and ur dauther
are not the reason i'm .here
but i'm here to say thank 'u'
for 'u' are what 'u' said 'u' are
Return unto him the lover of your soul.
Your protector, your loving hand that guides you.
Return onto me-let my love flow through you and work through you.
Giving you, peace and joy-return unto me.
Who gives you life eternal?
Let God’s will work in your life.
Return unto me and surrender your whole spirit unto me.
Watch the miracles that can happen when you return unto me. What is mine that is your soul so you can see heaven?
Just return unto Him the lover of your soul. Jesus will return your joy and salvation, if you just return unto Him.
I'm dreaming of a better tomorrow
With brighter days and more smiles
I'm dreaming of a place without sorrow
Where there are no more trials
I am hoping daily for the people everywhere
To reach out and help someone in need
I am praying steadfastly for everlasting care
From all nations united to plant the seed
Of peace, love, and understanding to everyone
And that no more tears or blood will be shed
And all people from corner to corner are no longer alone
And don't wind up in wars which leaves innocence dead
I'm closing my eyes and seeing a place full of joy
Where there are no prejudices and hate
I'm dreaming of a world for every girl and boy
Born of the next generation that is great
I may do the dreaming but there are others just like me
Who want the same things for our youth
Let us stop dreaming and work on making it a reality
And let us all work together to beautify the earth
He goes to work each morning
often before its light
careful to remember
the things he must get right.
The traffic is often heavy
the sky is often grey
but he has to make the best of things
to get him through the day.
He goes back home each evening
sometimes after dark
too late to see those he loves
and take them to the park.
He feels a little weary
with nothing much to say
and slowly drifts off to sleep
too tired to save his day.
But deep in the heart of the man you see
lives the man he wants to be
free to live life, his own way
true to himself, every single day.
A man who can make dreams come true
a man like me, a man like you
A man who can set his spirit free
to be the man he wants to be.
He goes to work each morning
the sky is often grey
and it’s, just another day,
just another day………….
While i sit and look at the way things are going in my life, I wonder why there's so much
headache and strife. Nothing seems to work out no matter how hard i try, Sometimes it
makes me want to ccurl up and die. But that is not an option when i think of my girl, the only
thing to do is shake it off and give it another whirl. I am supposed to show her the way, But
it seems i let her down a little more each day. my wife and daughter they hold my heart,So
with a new day i have to give it another start. If this was not full of problems, worry then this
would be someone elses story. When things go wrong i don't know what to say,I can just
shake my head and pray. Maybe someday things will go my way, one things for sure it is
not today. I work so hard, for so long, this is beginning to sound like a sad country song. I
work to the point where so much hurts from my back legs, tendons,joints, It makes me
wonder what is the point. I have so many hopes and dreams for my family to do, As I'm
sure that you all have too. Is there a light at the end of the tunnel well i hope it is true, but
for now it is just another train coming through. So i have to get off the tracks once more,
like i have done so many times before. It sounds like i am crying or singing the blues
unfortunately this all is true, I hope and pray that things are going better for
you. richard hardiman