Love Easter Poems

when students ask about metaphors
and similes 
i love it
but please stop identifying juxtaposition 
i hand them a 
dictionary
look it up yourself pal
i never had a...

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The love of God is a priceless blessing
An affection mightier than fire
Empty grave; the saints, forever singing
To die for me was his greatest desire

Shall I...

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EASTER BUNNY OF FLORIDA

God sends gifts to sensitive hearts.
My grandson left his pets behind
as we travelled from familiar parts
of Georgia to Florida. God is kind.

Muffin,...

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Denied again, again, again
My God, my king, my hope, my friend
To think that I could ever mend
My shame, my pride, my lies.

To deadly hills they...

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In a realm beyond our galaxy's reach,
A blue alien landed on a sandy beach,
From a black hole's depths, it emerged with grace,
To share its story...

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Verse 1:
At dawn's first light, love takes flight,
Painting the sky with a pallet of gold.
Soaring above doubt's darkest night,
Unending grace, promise, Christ foretold .

Chorus:
Grace unbounded,...

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Easter arrives on the wings of Spring…
It’s a time of rebirth reminding us to take stock…
for Deborah and I that means a visit to the...

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When I think of all the things I’ve done,
The pain I’ve caused, the fears that have won…
I’m left in awe of the love He’s shown,
He’s...

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What blessed dawn, this
Easter morn; we celebrate -
that Christ has risen!...

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EASTER SUNDAY

We have lost so many family and friends over the years
That has left us with so many tears
For all of us, Easter means hope
All...

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An ache colored Mary’s heart,
Erasing the joy, the soft, the hope.
She felt destroyed by that dark
Moment before three days had gone,
By, when she’d find…
He’d been...

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He designed the sky, the night, the stars so bright.
His hand, perfectly proficient, stilled the seas,
Promised sweet peace, stimulated hopes and dreams,
Believing, singing so all...

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A crimson tide o'er Golgotha ascends,
No chalice held, a sacrifice untold.
The Holy Week, a shroud that slowly rends,
Mourning flocks, adrift from faith's secure fold.

A traitor’s...

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This or that, Vol. 24 
April 8, 2024 

Wounded sigh, looking up high 
Like time has come for him to die 
The precious blood must...

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Composer John Ireland once did begin
music for his only hymn
'on the back of a menu twas first shown
twas entitled' My song is love unkown...

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