Ready for heaven
Sky so pure above
Calling for me
All the long days blessed together
God I can wait to go to
Heaven
Heaven waits quietly
Still morning, still hope
Any day you call, I'LL answer quickly
Heaven I will be ready
To go to heaven
Whenever you send the
Angel down from heaven
To find me here
He'll carry me
On his wings
On his wings
Flying on to heaven
An angel trapped in Heaven.
Pleading to see earth once more.
She cries for possessions left behind.
She weeps for memories she will forget.
She is safe in paradise but yearns to be back home.
Crying rain as she sees her world move on.
Why am I in heaven?I just miss home.
Any-
one's sane inven-
tory contains exact-
ly seven hundred and thirty one ax-
felonious monkeys waving hatchet faced playing cards around
as if
they had a good
vocational training
spool of massive yarn bards stacked with fun brain
splatter at their wastefully
toxic
disposal.
i know its july
come softly to our rescue
take the heat away
P=People live their life one day,
A=After the other.
T=Tests come in different shapes and sizes.
T=Today will be gone soon,
E=Emerging a new day of challenges.
R=Ready to run the race to the end,
N=Never giving up, Amen.
Together fearless
A faithful friend by my side
Braving the night
AP: 3rd place 2026
I had heard of such historical place,
never realizing that someday,
I would really go there.
I was curious
but cautious and calculating,
feeling very safe and secure.
That is, until my curious mine
Arrested and got the best of me.
I was on the beaten paths,
But turned off the main road
When I saw a sign pointing to
What I would call, a curious place.
I then headed west to satisfy
My curiosity gene, and within
minutes, I was driving through
The little California town called
"Rough and Ready".
She got her name from a gold mining
Company. She even became a Republic,
But rejoined The USA after three months.
I told you 'she had an interesting history'.
I was bullied going through life as a kid
I know what it means
People can be cruel and mean
It doesn’t mean I have to settle
For years I was tormented
Called names beyond my own
Fighting being for survival
I know it doesn’t sound noble
Action Jackson mind spirit
I keep trying to surface within my own abilities to conquer
I had to keep trying to defend
Anybody that will attempt to bully me will get a surprise they weren’t expecting
Revenge all out
Desperation to bully ending
No longer will I take
That was a mistake
The action begins
It’s where bullying me will end.
"Tulips under Sastin"
is a Project and research module
for a song.
It's mention is a work in progress
it's self. Just the mention of this phrase
means interest
and a willingness to be a part of the
inspiration of this
southing sound.
Urging: needing to exsist it
tugs the helm lines
and twistthem in a bunch.
needing attention
longing to be
it's mere mention causes
those who wish togetherness to
come together and create it
for the sake of the future.
polishing,oiling,swabbing adjusting
so that other's might marvel
at the way's of differencing
can bring others together
in a collective with interest same in need and want
a desire to be creative
and at the same time\create something now
that will sound like something then.
Clean all those instruments
collaberate
and settle on tempo, writte the notes
rmember the tone
adjust the need for
clear and tranparnet readiness
folk who love music and don't
mind working come together and create this thang.
!
she came across quickly
in a fleeting zip
my husband asked if I had seen her
I had not
I thought he was seeing things
because he was
he kept pointing to something I could not see
until I was ready
she was not a ghoul, merely a spirit
ghost might be a word for her
she moved silently through the room
and disappeared
I kept my mouth shut
pretending I saw nothing
Life is a dangerous sport our bodies have to be ready for
Life seems to be on a time schedule
Depart here to arrival there
A stop watch to nowhere
Precise timing
Rush to everywhere
The long and short hand have accelerated
Timing to catch up in maneuvering
Humans are not an electronic device
We are flesh and blood
Every given step calls for movement
Timing is continuous components and humans have a pause
Every day calls for an agenda
Thoughtful possibilities
Time keeps moving
It is not easy to keep up the pace
There are times when feels they are in a race
Race against time
Tick tack being on the more
A schedule has been made committing to time
Today the present
Tomorrow the next
Doing it all again
Time doesn’t stand still
There is so much to fulfill
Time seems to want command and demand as a response
Test of time
Gaining a factor
Time to capture.
we were confident in the corn maze
until we reached the tall black ghoul
garbed in wrinkly clothes
with a face that could frighten a devil
we sisters were the brave ones
our brothers hid behind us
terrified of whatever was about to happen
the ghoul held something in his left hand
was that a skinny buzz saw?
Two of the boys took off screaming
the other sister and I held hands
as we approached the monster
ready to give him severe words
for scaring our big brothers.
Thank you America, for always being there, for leading freedom, and showing the world how you care.
Thank you service people, for all you do, for defending and working toward peace and love and all types of positive ways.
America ready and growing every day, making us move toward brighter and brighter days.
America will continue forward, it will learn, forgive, defend, and make our legacy number one.
America is celebrating its 250th anniversary, we will cherish this year and make memories that will last forever in our hearts.
America we love you and ask God to bless us every moment in life.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
Yes they dream of taking all you have, of taking your possessions and all that you hold near.
Yes they are close, they will down you if they must, like all predators in the wild, they sit and wait for you to be down.
Yes you need to stay alert, to be on ready, on the moment you hear the sound.
For all is possible, many dream of taking all and leaving you down.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
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