Best Recovery From...Family Poems
Believe in God's Heaven, your wishes will soar,
to be heard by family inside heaven's door.
Tell grandpa and grandma, my daughter, your son
of raising your children in the Florida sun.
The Great Spirit will listen, to the words that you speak
and judge from your heart, if your spirit is weak.
He will fill heart and spirit to carry the fight,
through the darkness ahead, trust in the light
For peace in the darkness, speak with your friends,
know wisdom and guidance, will be what he sends
Not fearing the darkness, enter it strong
praying his answer will come with a song.
Your wishes will soar to the heavens above,
through family and friends about the one that you love.
I'm not a prophet, seer or fool,
just a man who lives by this earthly rule .
Children are treasures, as I speak to the sky
that they should enjoy life, long after I die.
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride
When prayers are answered, your children will thrive.
For "Compose A Prayer" contest
To Walk In the Rain
As the cold rain blew, I kept walking for miles with my little dogs walking with me. We were
a little family and so we were in this healing thing together. We had to walk as a family
together. Besides, don’t dogs like to walk?
I carried a big umbrella holding it over them. The rain gently washed the tears from my face
and masked my face as I cried. I sobbed and sobbed as I walked. Often pleading to God to
end my pain or begging him to strike me dead with lightening.
As the thunder roared and my spirits soared, I could yell
with hostile anger as loud as I wished to yell. Hours of
walking in the rain is the only thing that eased my pain.
My dogs must have thought that I had gone insane. For months at night all we did was walk
in the rain. Only when spring came and the birds chirped at us did the sun dry away all of
my tears.
Every night we still walked but not as many miles as before, until we were soaked. I walked
so much that I wore the soles out of my tennis shoes. But it was all I could do to medicate
my pain and sooth my broken heart way, to walk in the rain.
Thank goodness for the cleansing rain. It healed me that year.