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My name is Zariyia Bradshaw;
I am a princess, a Daughter of the Most High God;
His child a little girl;
Surname: Bradshaw;
Distinguished;
Child of promised Little Daughter of God;
Old English name from century Lancashire-Yorkshire and Derbyshire;
From form of Old English meaning Brad (broad) sceaga thicket;
My name is Zariyia Bradshaw;
Bradshaw call a surname, generations old;
Inherited from one's parents;
Whereby children are given their father's family name;
American names are traditionally patrilineal,
First name Zariyia, meaning she’s lit, a light;
Shines on in the dawn, ever so bright;
Daughter of God;
My name is Zariyia Bradshaw;
I am a daughter of the Most High, y’all;
Zariyia Sunrise, sunshine;
Heralding a fresh start;
Zariyia a rose, Arabic, Hebrew, Nigerian word name meaning also “flower”;
God has helped empower Zariyia in Hebrew a princess daughter;
A blossoming flower vibrant spiritual name chosen for beauty and power;
Beauty and light a scattering wind;
I am a child of Daughter of the King;
My name is Zariyia Bradshaw;
I am beauty-I am light-I am a scattering wind;
I am sunrise/sunshine- a flower
I am dawn ever so bright
I am a glowing light
Distinguished;
I am a princess, a Daughter of the Most High God;
A little girl empowered
Surname Bradshaw;
My name is Zariyia Bradshaw;
I am a daughter of the Most High, y’all;
5/20/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Need I for that while?
To ascertain who I am
A life to never have a registered file
This body, simply a shell I found to lend
A body only ever so vulnerable
Every reason to be exploited again and again
A someone, rather a soul more desirable
Or rather an empty shell to better yet remain
The kind of care to have to go through
The maintenance, the root of ever well-being
And comes love for another shelled you
Have I forgotten a soul to ever have been?
Or have I my soul borrowed?
Have I a deal struck with the Devil himself?
Every now every then to only feel hollowed
Have I that everything, perhaps nothing else?
A borrowed soul, an empty shell
To simply ascertain who I am
A non-believer trusting time will tell
For the body or the soul found to lend
Immediate family ever so small now
Most of all are gone
Core family now my adult children
And now a new grandchild to tell the joys of
The savior, resurrection
The join teachings of the true resurrection
To celebrate the rising and present living of Jesus Christ
Oh, God knows us for He allowed Christ to live to die
So that sin full man may rise
Jesus died and rose again for you and I
So on this resurrection year
Our family praise the life of the King
Our belief, our views, the joy this year Christ has risen
Our small remaining family gathered and acknowledge
This my 63rd celebration being
Easter 2018
4/10/19
Contest: Easter 2018
Sponsored by: Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer
Circumstances respectively the man mind response to the Thrills of the decisions that is captivating my life
Born born to wonder full of thunder malice has challenged me more than once but twice
It's my decision in my division I am full of challenges and yet I demand that in my life
Ever so worthy to be honored and respected and reared in a new life
Hope is hoping raising is pleasing and I wonder if I'll ever see it
The hope of the world brings me down brings me down
The joy of the world keeps my heart and soul all bound
How can I relax and keep it in context Oh!
When did Joy of this World Keep Me Down
When the joys of this world keeps me down
What this world has to offer all the Bountiful things material thing
Money Fame and Fortune glamorous meticulous wanted things
It's all for me so abundantly the world has everything I need all that it's offered
Get well on my feet I'm still in complete without the Lord Jesus Christ at the altar
So I lay down my arms so everything I own on the floor and I've chose to Worship the Lord
The hope of the world brings me down
The joys of this world keeps my hope all inbound
Relax and keep in context do I really need ALL these things
In truth all my needs and happiness comes from this world???
I have a new revelation
I have I have fallen on my knees found a new realization
I need to worship the Creator and not the creations
The hope of this world brings me down brings me down
The joys of this world keeps my heart and soul inbound
I cannot relax and keep it all in context Oh!
when did the joy of this world Keep Me Down
When did the joys of this world Keep Me Down
There are a lot of Pleasures Pleasures Pleasures to be found
Mystically miraculously Anna bountifully materialistic fathoms rhythms of accomplishments so awesome and so empowering
Not it's my pleasure that my new treasurer is my spiritual Vice
Now That I Found Jesus I have hope and now in Jesus Christ
So what profit a man to gain the world and to lose his life
For I would rather have no or some things but have all of Jesus Christ
Written by James Edward Lee Sr©2017
August 2 2017
As the river flows by my window, through valleys and hills,
the sound of its torrent, calms and stills
the churn and turmoil of bystanders standing on shore,
watching the current twist, toss, churn and soar.
The water glints as the sun puts gleam on its face.
Onward the river flows, in a long steady embrace.
As I look out through my window, watching it roll by
I hear the river murmur its gentle purr and sigh.
The river flows in sinuous meanders around each bend.
Taking its time it goes, ever so slowly, with no rush to descend
too quickly through its valleys so deep, mountains so tall,
savoring the journey, for timeless, everlasting recall.
Ever so inviting;
Your so enticing;
You are, you're wonderful;
You mean the world to me;
And in all the universe;
There is none like you;
You mean, so much and more;
Cosmic fathoms times;
Abundantly unravels;
You are the greater one;
And Lord, Oh, God
I thank you for what you've done;
You're the only one;
And for this
I acknowledge;
You mean, you mean the world to me
So cold is this world;
Mankind so in different;
I behold all your promises;
You mean the world to me;
And in all the universe;
There is none like you;
You mean, so much and more;
You are the greater one;
And Lord, Oh, God
I thank you for what you've done;
You're the only one;
And for this
I acknowledge;
You mean, you mean the world to me
God you are so enticing;
So inviting
Providing granting my every premise;
I lean on you and your words;
Ever so inviting;
Your so enticing;
You are, you're wonderful;
You mean the world to me;
And in all the universe;
There is none like you;
You mean, so much and more;
Cosmic fathoms times;
Abundantly unravels;
You are the greater one;
And Lord, Oh, God
I thank you for what you've done;
You're the only one;
And for this
I acknowledge;
You mean, you mean the world to me
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.
July 28 2007(c)
On the edge of the sand
I sit alone 'n perpetual solitude
where I am least without you
Embracing a worn out sweater
I recall your name
written in the stars
I recall your life
carved upon my heart
This heart which never lived
to know love's depth
Smudged lashes flutter
as fallen dewdrops trickle
across the pale glow of my cheek
I gasp for air ,still holding to a dream
which dies ever so slow
before it is ever born.
With heavy eye-lids
I gaze into a starry sky
awaiting the moon to move on
Cuz I know,You know
The moon always moves on
But tonight,tonight is the longest
of dark nights
Tonight every spirit is silent
and everything is still
It seems to me but yesterday
You were here by my side
I believed We'd come to be
yet We never will
Maybe in a tomorrow
a fragrant wind would breathe
its zephyr breeze
upon the scarlet of my lips
But I know,It would not be your kiss
Or maybe I would hear
a hush-hushed whisper
'neath the tender of my ear
But I know,It would not be your song
which sprinkles everlasting bliss
It seems to me but yesterday
You were here by my side
I believed We'd come to be
yet We never will
Maybe in a day after,or ever after
the small red lighthouse
brings back your sails to my land
and our footprints lead the path
to where last peach trees stand
But till then,empty is the womb
which births your touch
from wafts of waves
Sterile is the sea
which calls your name
Till then, Aborted is each thought
which owns this soul
Till then I would not be here
Our world would be forsaken
Till then, every remembrance
of who We are
would all be gone.
But sometimes I can see life glowing from the trees,
As they sway to and fro, blowing with the breeze,
Sometimes I am faint hearted and dreading the coming day,
But sometimes I am fearless, on fire come what may,
Sometimes I have felt torment making me wish I had never been born,
But sometimes I think about my daughters in beauty adorned,
And know that hard times come true they do, it’s true,
But things get better, yes things get better too!!
Sometimes I am tired and wish for endless sleep,
But sometimes I have hope I joy and harvests reaped,
Sometimes I doubt and wonder if God is really real,
But sometimes my faith is so strong that I have seen my hands heal,
Life is bittersweet it’s true there is no question about that,
But life is ever so beautiful and that’s a fact,
And sometimes we see the vision that God has for our lives,
And it comforts us from times of bitterness and strife,
And in the end, we look back from on high in heaven’s perch,
And we say to God, Lord thank you for my blessed time on earth,
And we ask to give a helping hand to those still in the fight,
And in that moment we become angels taking flight,
And in that moment we realize that it all works toward loe,
And love is our answer, our blessed gift from above,
Sometimes I feel lost,
But sometimes I can see life glowing from the trees,
As they sway to and fro blowing in the breeze,
And sometimes I am so full of love that I feel God in every soul I see,
And I really think it’s these times that I’m the true me,
For I am beautifully and wonderfully made in God’s sight,
I am an angel of light about to take flight,
And I say to you dear brother, look inside and see what’s true,
And I’m sure you’ll know beyond any shadow that you’re an angel too!!
Love's First Smile
Your face,
You are a perfect vision of loveliness
And in the morning you're love's first smile
Loves first child
You are, your love's first smile
In a perfect, perfect world
You that perfect girl, woman
You are my first dream I dreams at night
Longing to ever so hold you tight in my arms
Surrendering my love to yours
Surrendering my love to yours
You are the sun rise, you're my first smile
you're my first smile
You are, you are, my first smile
Rising up with the sun today
Opens up my heart as I pray
You are, you are, my first smile
that I see in the brand new morn
Simmering glistens as a new born
You a beauty with a face that radiates
And is duly presented by God before men
Only to be presented in my arms and dreams
You're my first smile
Your beautiful face belongs to me
Belongs to me, your face such a radiate beauty to me
Your smile, smiles on me
3/3/18
Arranged music by Kevin Kern ©2016
Written Words by James Edward Lee ©2018
~Sweet Victory That For Seconds Lasts~
Where is the satisfaction, that so silent be?
As still as the bark of a dead old tree.
Where are your friends, or so they say?
Floating ever so selfishly on Indifference Bay?
Of your happiness and victory, they could care less.
Being forever unfriendly, you fool you, in naive ruthlessness!
This is your moment in time, to pencil them out.
For a true friend, shares your heart and with victory does openly shout!
This poet too small of mind to congratulate you,no, not ever!
Must have no muse plus a heart made of the stiffest leather.
They bandy about the Soup, with greatest arrogance.
To crush your poetic dreams, must be their ill defense.
Well~ You are not invisible to me!
Just bloated poets fooling some with heartless treachery.
Then write of peace and love on the planet?
Please keep these from me, Lord...the unbearable arrogant.
July 4, 2020
9:15 PM PST