From victory to victory
Our storyline
As we journey through life
But all glory
To our maker
Making us victorious
In all circumstances.
Glory to thy way maker
Always making a way
For us to be victorious
That's what he's best known for
Leading us to victory
Triumphing over all
That rises against us.
Grace and favor
He's always bestowed on us
Glory to our maker
For ease and effortlessness
All we get he gave
Without hesitating
Victoriously dominating all territory
Glory to our maker for he's our helper.
Satan is my helper
He understand me
He gives the ideas
He is my follower
He has a perfect mind
He gives me the mind
Thank you
Thank you Satan
Vilmos
He decided to give a baby faerie a lift
Reaching his hand down, a generous gift
The child held on and was pulled up to a cloud
Neither announcing it loud or in any way proud
STAYING BEING EVERPRESENT EZER- A HELPER
I talked our Father that I would stay, stand by your co-watch protect and keep you. Helping along the wayward, in conversing with our Father I am asking praying often. Father won’t you please lead the way allow me to be your eyes, hands and feet. Word your supernatural ability to your Glory and your Will be done in her life. Allow me to be the vessel to help. Not my will nor my way never shall step out alone without you, can’t do not without you for it I were to it would surely fail. Until the light turn off sun goes down or when Jesus comes. I am the eyes, hands, feet of God, thank you Father for empowering me to help your daughter
“ezer- helper Father’s son” ---
contributes fulfillment needs
a person who helps
2/20/2024
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Haibun
There is such among creation
The goddess of divination
Result from the operation on man
His corporate rib as the plan
Given as a cooperative helper to him
And of her thoughtful advices to on lean.
Epitome of comeliness she is
With her eyes glittering Venus' lights
And her velvet body fit in stature
Lo, woman is a beautiful creature
For the majesty of her chumminess twists a man's heart
Wonderfully made, hard to fright.
The ancestral power of hers, an ancestress.
Her undiluted character brings forth home
The all-time cook till life's end to come
Tireless to nurturing the kids
And in womaning the daughters:
Always reliable for building-home duties.
Woman: marvel of the Maker's invention.
You will help someone
And someone will help you
We all need destiny helpers
Destiny’s position is clear
It wants to be fulfilled in your life!
It brings help so that your purpose can be fulfilled!
Wake up and be ready
Get fixated and captivated with your talents and skills
So that you can turn into a better you with
The encouragement of a destiny helper
Now is the time to learn a lesson
There will be a session in life that
You will have a destiny helper which
You will need it in your life
Destiny helper
A keeper to your fulfillment
Chase your purpose
If you are in a daze
Raise your expectations
So that you never get bored!
Strike a chord with destiny and
Let your gift feed humanity even
If a river of darkness comes your way and
Remember, you belong to your purpose
Because you have a Destiny Helper!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2023
Tamper with her phone, primary income
Sugar site no longer accessible
Selfish intentions drove his decision
Turned to last resort substitute, Bumble
Rapid response, invite to restaurant
Simply served as practice and a nice meal
Revelations compiling impressed her
Chivalrous, frequently announced fond feel
Presented online as a mere sales rep
Below standard for her high status aim
Her lease nearly up, he drove move in step
Surreptitious inventor, numbers game
She didn't suspect his sweetness supreme
Relished via Phil's evil intervene
29th March
Unscrupled Meddler
Turned my trajectory in June 2022
All Christmas Day, while Santa’s away
Mrs Claus has a lonely old day;
though she enjoyed herself,
with an elf from the shelf.
What they did, both would rather not say!
A Funny Santa Limerick Poetry Contest; placed 1st
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Date written 21st December 2022
Dog
cleans kitchen floor
helper
DNA kits
for tender tots
appetites lost
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Who gives me speed and strength
Who gives me hope and health
Who gives me worth and wealth?
My Marvelous Helper.
Who gives me joy and peace
Who makes all seige to cease
Who gives me full release?
My Marvelous Helper.
Who knows the stars by name
Who took away my shame
Who sets my soul aflame?
My Marvelous Helper.
Who hears me when I call
Who lifts me when I fall
Who is my All in all?
My Marvelous Helper.
Who keeps me safe and sound
Who turns all things around
Whose pow'r is so profound?
My Marvelous Helper.
Who turned water to wine
Who makes me fresh and fine
Who makes me shout and shine?
My Marvelous Helper.
Who goes ahead of me
Who saves and sets me free
Who makes me fears to flee?
My Marvelous Helper
My little helper.
She said she needed attention,
So some advice I did seek.
I was told to take some Niagra,
Couldn't stop peeing for a week.
Every time we jumped into bed
I said, hang on, I've got to go
When I got back the fourth time,
She was already fast asleep. Oh No.
© Dave Timperley 01/04/2019
I wanted to give up but Dr. Jean would not let me.
I had never met the woman. She called me out of the sky.
I was rude, not wanting to keep going.
She was persistent,
and wanted to know
what had gone wrong.
She made a two hour drive to find out, and
paid for my lunch. I was determined not to go back.
I was so hurt, and so ready to give up.
I fell in love with her integrity and her honesty, and
her determination to help me fix things. She did not even
know me! This is the kind of thing I did for others,
not the other way around.
I was shocked into going back, by this fifty-five year
old, unassuming, pleasant, petite, Iowa woman. She
got me through it. It took a year. I would have never
done it without her. I wanted to give up because I
had been so hurt.
She helped me see past the hurt, and I had to give
myself another chance, thanks to this woman's determination,
optimism, and two hour drive to help someone she had never met.
I will be forever grateful.
Grandma and helper
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Hi grandma ! How are you?
How goes life with your helper?
Asked the grandson.
What!!! My helper, No dear
She is a sucker in the name of a helper.
Why grandma why? I did not know,
That you were not happy.
Why not get another one,
If she is not up to your expectations.
No dear enough is enough,
All the helpers are the same.
You do not need press release,
If you have a helper at home.
She will be a wonderful reporter,
We think we pay for her domestic work,
But she does unpaid service,
By her publicity of the inmates of the house!!!
Her bad mouth, tale carrying quality,
Oh no, too much to bear at my age,
Oh dear I would rather live alone,
Than to have a sucker, tale carrier, liar
In the name of a helper,
Just forget about her!!
Okay grandma,I would not say all are bad,
You get decent ones also, any way,
Forget about a helper and help yourself.
God helps those who help themselves,
Yes I know helpers try to help themselves,
Wherever they work!!!
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Sewing machine, long idle, gathered dust,
That Singer, that for Mama was a must.
She tried her best to teach me how to sew,
But it was hard to catch me on the go.
I wanted a real job with ample pay,
At sewing lessons, I could never stay.
When Mom died, she left me her old Singer,
As antique as washer with a wringer.
The war years seemed like only yesterday.
While they lasted, I had a job with pay.
I bought my dresses off rack at Penney's,
And could afford to eat lunch at Denny's.
I kept Mom's picture on her old sewer.
She smiled at me sitting 'neath hair blower.
I started as my big dog gave a bark,
The candle sputtered, spent and all was dark.
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