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"ALL MY LIFE YOU HAVE BEEN SO GOOD"
There is a song that I treasure.
It speaks of the goodness of God.
When first heard, I fell to my knees.
"OH, YOUR MERCY NEVER FAILS ME"
God speaks to me with tenderness.
My whole life flashes before me.
Things that bother me vanishes.
"FROM THE MOMENT THAT I WAKE UP"
My heart is filled with gratitude.
God's thoughts of me are filled with love
I start my day sitting with him.
"ALL MY LIFE YOU HAVE BEEN FAITHFUL"
In all the issues I have faced,
God has never abandoned me.
All my life you have been so good
Song by: Bethel Music and Jenn Johnson
Sue and I had lost contact when we left school and the Dominican Convent,
Met up ten years later, admitted both of us foolish, each nodded consent,
Had coffee, agreed to meet often, lived in Cape Town, merely a suburb apart,
Both so involved with our families, loved our homes, the Cape so stylish and smart.
She invited me to her home for a braai with her family this coming Sunday,
The door was open, I went in, is that you Jenn, I’ve got to look good today,
Mother-in-law coming, do come up, but what took you so long coming upstairs,
I met an old man, we chatted a while, what a sweetie, said his name was Zairs
Who, she asked me in disbelief, Zairs, impossible, loved to play musical chairs,
He told me, is it your dad, Sue,you look alike, spoke of you and how he cares,
But you’ve gone pale as if you’ve seen a ghost, why are you so terribly upset,
Jenn, dad died years ago, seems he got lost, confused, but glad you two met.
Contest entry:One in Five 2 Poetry Contest
A Ghost story
Sponsor: Joseph May
Dated; 26th July 2022
YOU ARE THE PAPER AND I AM THE PEN
Hi Jenn, glad you are writing a poem today,
And ecstatic you are drafting it in a
Happy and mostly pink notebook,
Which of course is me,
What on earth was it that took
You so long, to do this sensible thing,
You have thrown hundreds of sheets away
Screwed them up, and thrown in your bin,
To never see another dawn, or beautiful day.
Lock down WOW, I’m thrilled we must stay at home,
Will the virus lessen, because all will less roam?
Well “Pinkie Book” I couldn’t resist you
You looked so cute and extremely cheeky,
Your pages trimmed with freaky,
Skulls and ghosts, I really wanted this book
And since we have established you talk
Maybe you can go back in time
And find the scribbles that were discarded
That had no meaning, disregarded.
We have unlocked a mystery so profound
From Centuries ago, we will see it through
When this dreadful, horrible virus.
Is no longer a crisis!
As each of the flowers painted on the four
Corners of the paper nod their heads demurely
Makes me feel guilty if my pen is full of fury!
Let’s make a poem together said the pretty note-book.
With pleasure I replied!
There once was some pink paper, and a pen
Who were both owned by a poet called Jenn
She discovered the pink paper could speak,
This for Jenn was such a surprising treat,
Jenn, muse, talking pink pad destined to craft a gem!
Our President Cyril Ramaphosa addressed the nation last night,
The nation goes into lockdown by midnight Thursday night
With the full strength of the law and its might
Allowed a grocery store or get medication
Be quick and back with extreme trepidation
Unabiding Citizens army and police involved in this plight
Thank you dear Pinkie book, you really are so clever,
Stay here as long as you like, you are now a family member!