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What The World Needs Is Jesus

What The World Needs Is Jesus
What the world needs is Jesus,

In trying times like these,

He's the answer to our problems,

For in Him there's peace.


There's also joy and righteousness,

That is in the Holy Ghost,

It says so in the Bible,

In book, chapter, and verse.


We need to have the Bible,

Read and taught in our hearing,

And after which obey

Categories: vivian, bible, christian, faith, god,
Form: Rhyme

Marian and Vivian Identical Twins

Identical twins Marian and Vivian are sisters with flair
You might see them out in the San Francisco air
They are famous for their identical outfits for sure
Filling gawking children full of delightful wonder

Categories: vivian, sister,
Form: Rhyme

Miss Vivian, Our Precious Girl

Miss Vivian, our precious girl,
    On this, your special day,
Your Mimi and your Big Daddy
    Just have one thing to say:

Oh, happy day, sweet little one,
    We hope it’s a delight,
And that you get a piece of cake
    When you get home tonight!

Your

Categories: vivian, birthday, granddaughter,
Form: Quatrain

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Miss Vivian

Miss Vivian, my heart is full
to stay with you a while,
to see your precious cherub face,
your impish little smile.

You have your father’s countenance,
your mom’s full head of hair -
Indeed, both fearful, wondrous made,
exquisitely, with care.

Our times with you are far too short,
the separation, mean,
for though my heart is bound to yours,
too many miles between.

But I

Categories: vivian, granddaughter,
Form: Quatrain

Vivianne

Vivianne,   Dame du Lac,
  Valley Girl? Hardly not.              ~
    Voiced to some as                Nimue,
      Valiant knights

Categories: vivian, history, myth, mythology,
Form: Rhyme

Vivacious Vivian

She is vivacious, 
Yellow flecks in her eyes intrigue us
Her unleashed excitement is golden
She is nineteen, and confident
She lavishes us with enthusiasm
Her wit flickers like a flame on fire
We are intrigued, excited, alive!
Loving this moment

Categories: vivian, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse

Evolving Vivian Maier

Vivian walked a tighter path
than she would have believed.
For one with anonymity
she would be deceived.

A public figure she was not.
Her life spent between images.
And when at home it wasn't hers
that landlords brought her scrimmages.

Her photos now celebrities.
though many now are dead.
That fame for the photographer;
in death she may have led.

She opened up a world of

Categories: vivian, appreciation, blessing, career, celebrity,
Form: Quatrain

Vision of Vivian Maier

For Vivian, there was peace.
For her photos; much to say.
It's not that Vivian didn't try.
Vivian didn't play.

To sell her photos; only dreams.
Vivian's wait pursue.
And in her death
soon came through.

Her photos up for auction,
one could not surmise
the value of a woman:
especially one that wise.

Discovered in an auction.
A treasure of a find.
Promoted for her talent
by one who

Categories: vivian, appreciation, death, death of
Form: Quatrain

The Shutterbug Vivian Maier

The Shutterbug (Vivian Maier) -by Trevor McLeod


She shot through life and captured photo.
Dismissed her name for art.
Took thousands of great photographs
and in the end did part.

Her photos came from on the street.
Rich characters and buildings.
While Vivian held the camera tight
aligning folks and gildings.

She took more pictures than developed.
Filled boxes high to store.
A hoarder she would

Categories: vivian, appreciation, celebrity, character, dedication,
Form: Quatrain

Verses For Vivian

She hides a jar of dread
Underneath the bed
With other bottled pains

Until her feelings rust,
Collecting tears and dust
And cobwebs of old shame.   

But when the night arrives,  
She's just a name on a stone,
And a box of cold bones
That yearn to be alive.

She hides another lover
Under satin covers
To wallow in warm lies

Until she

Categories: vivian, depression,
Form: Lyric

A Poem For Vivian

that little
mailbox
that
you make
so
big
is my
home
where i live
knock
lightly
for
with gifts
guilt prevails
and
i
may
not
know
you
anymore

Categories: vivian, depression
Form: Narrative