Week Poems - Poems about Week

Principles don’t discriminate against age, ...

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In about a week, I'm gonna go see my maker, an old Italian guy, who left me with my present caretaker. I need to go see him about my nose, because the damn thing just grows and grows. My caretaker says it's because I lie, but I don't know how seriously to take her. ...

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Sunday's for planning Monday's for working Tuesday's for getting stuff done Wednesday's to check the cheklist Thursday's for follow through Friday's for catching up, and Saturday's for much deserved fun AP: 2nd place 2025 Posted on March 20, 2025...

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I opened the basket daily, Mother hen...

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And so it goes, these seven days Waking up as my music plays, A new beginning, one of many A place to start, as good as any The second day is rarely bad … Enjoying whatever weather we'd had, While checking the mail for a letter Taking a breath and feeling better Quietly, in comes the third … With a silence that is...

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Busy Monday Energy rise Start for work. Tuesday, Wednesday A bit too tired Need exercise. Thursday, Friday Gas up, refuel Recharge once more. Run Saturday Mall afternoon Sunday's all mass....

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So yall, an email was sent out asking, “What did you do last week?” Me, I did the same thing I do every week and every day. Worship God Praise God Trust God Pray to God Thank God...

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You’re the whisper of peace in the air A sigh of the earth, no burdens to bear Wrapped in the warmth of soft, golden light A moment suspended, holding the night The sky paints its hues Brushed with shades of blue Today feels like purpose Drawing me to you For you are the stillness that breathes A hush of grace where the heart believes So...

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Some years ago a great man was born this week He was my beautiful son He had such a big heart that is hard to describe I saw in his short life grow into a great man And he always had a lot of great fans It was a great privilege to watch him grow in front of my eyes Another...

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On Monday I started a brand new week On Tuesday a new job I had to seek On Wednesday with no job I sang the blues On Thursday it was just the same bad news On Friday I enjoyed a little sin On Saturday I chose to sin again On Sunday I just tried to do my best On...

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The Biblical book of Genesis poetically recounts the undetermined time of creation as happening in a week of seven days. As I look back upon life, which has gone by so quickly, it seems that eighty-six plus years have been accomplished in a week of years, i.e., a long life in earth terms, yet...

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Another week, another poem to write and tweak, Another truth to try to speak, Another thought I hope to tame - Or maybe, I should focus on...remembering my name. ...

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A crimson tide o'er Golgotha ascends No chalice held, a sacrifice. The Holy Week a shroud that slowly rends. Mourning flocks adrift from faith's secure fold. A traitor’s kiss, a friendship bought and sold. Peter's denial, a love that cannot mend. A crown of thorns a cruel and mocking crowd. The weight of sin on Christ Savior, true friend. Through Gethsemane's forsaken shadowed mire. He...

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When alone imagine that beauty in us, deep, unique long-lasting- infinite as love....

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Simplicity    for today in the light of His existence. invisible but liberating everything that separates      man from self in a  permanent home avoiding abandonment    discovering things forward   backwards collections of cataclysms reign forever dying  silent valid the desire to live sheltered from the storms a normal existence intelligence &a skill sans risk on this mysterious path bitterness dies  a way back for inhabitants outside  of themselves motionless a place of eternity glimmers  glimpsed for a moment then hidden but He is  still alive to those    who turn back & confess  will find Him & see the reality of       I am in whom the new life flows  to the reborn a chance  of new birth necessary for the living to  see the light ...

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