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Terry Henderson Poem
I search, I ponder, but to no avail,
I march to the tune, my vessel doth sail.
Up, down, all around, from here to thither,
From warm to hot, from cold to shiver.
Vanity of vanities, all is vain,
Full of labor, is there no sanity.
Some are crooked, some are straight,
Some are round, left to its own fate.
From riches to rags, from rags to riches,
From dull to wise, only others to cliche's.
No profit, no profit, what am I to do?
From man's store house of wisdom, I have no clue.
I yearned; I cried, there must be some peace,
A glitter of light, I laid out a fleece.
My plea dear God, show me the way,
Amity came near, God made my day!
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2019
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Terry Henderson Poem
The Thief
Into His gates, what peace and rest,
Into the world our life to test.
Into His courts we once did crave,
Praise and worship our hearts once gave.
With a smile on our face, no one can deny,
Watch out, he will spin you a lie.
There’s a thief on the loose, he’s after you,
His goal you see, to make you blue.
Your joy, your strength, he knows so well,
To steal, to kill, to make you fail.
Into God’s temple once again I go,
Sad faces, sad faces the thief did sow!
Oh what’s the world now to day?
All faces alike…what a sad day!
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2019
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Terry Henderson Poem
“Growing Together”
Oh yes we are growing older together,
I would want it with none other!
Spring showers, now summer days, oh how swiftly,
Fall’s fleeting; winter’s sleeting, oh how quickly.
From dawn to dusk – week to month,
Year by year – time so dear!
Oh yes we are growing older together,
I would want it with none other!
Yes rose petals are fading, winter’s invading,
Icy winds are blowing, all life’s ebbing.
Crowns are graying-yes life’s decaying.
I know you feel the threatening days,
But my Dorella I am always with you…
And hand in hand we will face another winter too!
Love, Terry
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2019
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Terry Henderson Poem
What is life, what is my cause
If not to rest and take my pause.
To turn my eyes from weary days
To escape this race of blinded haze.
ERE long the day we toil and strain
At setting sun what have we gain.
Take time to smell the flowers scent
See the petals: red, yellow, and purple tints.
Oh gracious life that takes the pause
To stop, stare,and ponder its cause.
Great the hand that spun this sight
Stop. Take time...Take thy delight!
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2019
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Terry Henderson Poem
Deep
Deep, dark deep
Deep, unknown deep
Monsters sleep
Landscape creep
Mystery, mystery
Deep, dark deep.
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2019
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Terry Henderson Poem
Sunrise
Up from the deep, a day is dawning,
Slowly rising, a day is dawning.
Up sleepy head, a day is dawning,
Up from the dead, a day is dawning.
Rays so bright, an affection of light,
With much might, oh what a sight.
Oh such splendor, one can hardly contain,
Upward, upward, over the plane.
Such beauty, such beauty, who can explain,
A burst of color, over His domain!
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2019
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Terry Henderson Poem
“Brettley Bear”
Brettley came, but not without a fight.
Brettley came showing us his great might.
Slowly arriving, I’ll come on my own time,
Don’t worry, don’ fret I’m one of a kind.
At last, at last Brettley completed his nine,
Still fighting, still fighting, Brettley said I’ll be fine.
Nick and Meghan held him oh so tight,
Slowly but surely Brettley won the fight.
Happy and healthy with a gleam in his eye,
Mommy and Daddy breathed a great sigh.
So cute, so sweet, he’s such a delight,
Oh the faces he makes, oh what a cute sight!
He looks he stares with such intent,
Showing love, showing love, without one word being spent.
Watch out Grayson, watch out, I’m stealing Mom and Dad’s heart.
Watch out big brother! Watch out!
“Brettley is out!”
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2021
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