Best Time Of Day Poems

Now, each day poses limitless opportunities for stress and strain -
New directions, new pains, new worries, brand-new doors open
Before older squeaky ones have closed, yesterday's problems
Had been mulled over, firmly grasped, solved, and cast aside.


Stanza from "Perspective on Time Passing"
for "Liberum Divisa" poetry contest
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Easter Time... and day... 
This is shown in many ways
Some celebrate it... by an Easter bunny
Tis funny 
How the world man-made... 
To distract Our Lord's Day

True meaning of Easter Time and Day
Tis God made a way... For all of Us to be Saved

Tis the day.....

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Life is like a chapter in a book

We open and have a look

Each page unfolds a chapter at a time

One opens another closes we find

As we turn one page it grows

New chapters begin to unfold

Until we find a book

Like life we have a look

Each page...

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Merry Christmas and all that stuff and don’t forget to write,
Now if you would all be on your way I’d like a silent night.

It’s not that I haven’t enjoyed your stay, I have you must believe me,
I just wish that it were over now because...

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These long and lonely days
Are very dangerous roads
Too much time for me to ponder
Can my heart carry this load
Plenty of time has gone by now 
Enough for healing to start
I can tell that to my head
But I don't hear it in my heart

This time is...

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During our time spent in old Blue
There was a pond up the road
That we liked to go to
Didn’t matter if it was hot or froze
When we were bored
Off to the pond we’d go
There were many good times there
So many recollections to share
There were way to...

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You were born on Christmas Day,
in a land so far away.

Your mother laid you in a manger,
that was made of hay.

The wise men came with gifts of love,
they knew you were special, sent from
above.

You died on a cross, to pay for our sins,
but one day...

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Into the wilderness you chose to walk,
away from safety to a world so distraught.
Nothing you took, but a worried mind,
leaving me a mission, you I will find.
The flock you have chosen, they wonder in grief,
everyone of them the same I believe.
How many years must someone...

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Beside the waters,
of life's valleys, and peaks,
an account of it all,
one day we shall see..
Hide if you want,
lie ,and cheat,
but all is written,
on God's golden sheet.
Many have taken,
His name in vain,
reckless, and careless,
a dangerous game.
Life is uncertain,
but death is for sure,
Heaven, or Hell,
a permanent tour.
Only...

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Treasure Chest of Memories
Cleaning out my closet a chore this is sure to be.  A day at best to dig through this stuff packed and stacked to the ceiling.  Now, where to start and what to keep! Might as well start here at...

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Church in the morning to thank God for His kindness
Communion with family and friends are priceless
Love and laughter with everyone near,
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.

Rainbows of lights a welcome display
Trimmings and tinsel a dazzling array
All part of the decor...

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Days will come days will go. The day we are born we start to grow things will come 
things will go. Just how many of these things will we really know? The snow will come 
the snow will go this will show just how much...

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I always knew something about you would fade.
Your words never could reach my soul,
But they ripped my heart in half.
With every being of who you are you tired,
And tired but it never worked.
And who I am seems to be frowned upon,
Time and time again.
I was...

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Mother, mother can't you see?
How much are you putting the needle,
Deep inside of  my heart?
I know the pain won't go away!
I know you are blind to see the truth!

Pain pain pain,
When will you go away?
Anger, hate & discouragement
Always comes my way!
What am I supposed...

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I love to watch the bulging balloons go floating by on Thanksgiving Day,
Filled with gas and bloated it’s hard to guess how much they must weigh.

It’s a tradition at our house to watch them parade as they go bounding by,
Look at that one wobble as...

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