Lexi Poems - Poems about Lexi

Lord I’m tied up Crying from this dungeon Oh! I need anything now but your redemption Hold my hands Lord, pull me from this frustration I’m on my kneels Lord, Crying in this dungeon Look down on...Read the rest...

It takes a special kind of soul to follow me here Yet we both stand together without a fear I know that my pain is blacker than night So meeting me here is like walking without sight Only...Read the rest...

In my garden there stands a tree Its roots and leaves grow free The changing seasons on you I see Lord Jesus I believe That you are a the creator of all things But how sad was...Read the rest...

Lexi the artist sketches and paints the pain, the joy, the truth, the mirage of everyday life for all of us in unusual, symbolic images; beauty of it is that for each of us it all begins from a womb of...Read the rest...

What is the color of your tears? I wish I could paint them softer blue, then all of the oceans can dry up and make that smile turn into sunlit waves. And dawn will spread your beauty, exploding through...Read the rest...

Lexi knew how to please a man; and being a man I was pleased. But she did that girl thing, with a look,when we'd finished, that said, "so you think this is all I want?" Meaning she wanted...Read the rest...

New Life New life hangs by a thread alone and defenseless nourished by its mother’s rich blood and love. © Sandra M. Haight 2015 All Rights Reserved ~2nd Place~ Contest: Lexi’s Art/Life Story - Visual 3 Sponsor: Mystic Rose Judged: 06/10/2015 ....Read the rest...

There once was a paint brush, without hesitation, was stretching the branches of color before me Bold geometrics, artistic affections, some which have tangled, mixing the hues of crimson and umber, which changes the view from where I am standing,...Read the rest...

She mixes coffee with her art. With love she wields her trusty brush. Her youthful vigour plays a part. She mixes coffee with her art. Abstract and complex rule her heart. Meticulous and in no rush She mixes coffee with her...Read the rest...

Blue purple bubbles and flames rising every where The radiant orange yellow brightens the whole background Intense motions that chases the blue purple bubbles away The magenta, maroon, red unicorn appears to have fun Thrashing its mane and tail...Read the rest...

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my thoughts orbit the very essence of her mystery pulled in by her gravity like poetry in motion ...Read the rest...

I stand here branches bare waiting .... For the knowledge that age imparts, Immeasurable information, To sprout and grow The knowledge that life brings, The why's and wherefore's of everyday things, Helping people to sprout and grow. The visual display of photos That...Read the rest...

You must open that forbidden window to play with me. I'm the one who'll set your body aglow beyond this poetry. Don't think, just follow your heart, and it will guide you. This love will be a canvas...Read the rest...

Lexi is our neice and is 3 years old her sister is Trinity, They have been a joy in our lives. Little mama, love Emulates her surroundings X-the barrenness Interested in life, loves daddy...Read the rest...