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If I were a birdie,
I'd head up to the sky.
I'd spread my wings like sunshine.
I know I could fly mighty high!
If I were a birdie,
my feathers would be bright.
Every color would be striking.
I'd soar and reach new heights.
If I were a birdie,
I'd sing a lovely song.
Everyone would stop and listen;
they would begin to sing along.
If I were a birdie,
I'd follow all my dreams.
Small streams to vast oceans,
under golden bright sunbeams.
If I were a birdie,
I'd flit about from tree to tree,
with many different flocks of birdies.
We would be free to be free.
If I were a birdie,
I'd head up to the sky.
I'd spread my wings like sunshine.
I know I could fly mighty high!
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If I had one Christmas wish
For family and friends this year,
We would take the opportunity to strengthen values and beliefs
We hold so dear.
We would make time to sit at the table,
Break bread with those we love,
Fold our hands and bow our head,
Giving thanks to our Father above.
Read a book to the children,
Try to make the moments last.
Talk to them about family traditions,
Connecting with members of family past.
We would indulge in enjoyable stories,
Talk about our role models that paved the way,
Take comfort in the traditions that bring us together,
Creating a lasting bond, forever and a day.
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I will be a faithful gardener,
beneath a brilliant sun.
My garden will be unique,
spreading beauty and joy to everyone.
I'll scatter seeds of positivity.
Encourage delicate foliage to grow.
Strong roots will be anchors, flexible stems
unbroken, although the wind blows.
I will tend my garden, with kindness,
patiently wait for next years bloom.
Every color of the rainbow is present.
In my nurtured garden, there is ample room.
01/2021 For my young friend, Cobo
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Did you pass all the planets
Gaze at twinkling stars along the way?
Maybe, entered a wondrous new galaxy,
Softly, kissed by the sun's warm ray.
Is it everything you imagined,
More spectacular, than your wildest dreams?
Did the Northern star guide you,
Followed by the smile of a bright moonbeam?
Are you in the light of heaven?
Traveling on streets made of gold?
At first glimpse, did you gasp with,
amazement
Is it better than everything you've been told?
Are you surrounded by perfection?
Have you touched an angel's wing?
Have you heard a new song in heaven,
Did the angel's invite you to sing?
Is there a river, clear as crystal?
Have you tasted fruit from the Tree of Life,
Does it grow leaves that will heal the nations?
Will you reign forever and ever, free from all strife?
Are you dwelling in a mansion?
Did you pass through a pearly gate?
Were you greeted by your loved ones,
Did they welcome you home and celebrate?
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I wish I could tell you that I touched an angel's wing today.
They enveloped me in comfort and carried me gently on my way.
I swear, I I heard familiar voices singing, "Amazing Grace.",
as all my sins and suffering were forever erased .
I wish i could tell you that I became like a little child today.
I danced in fields of glorious flowers under a vibrant sunray.
I see an infinite world of divine perfections to forever roam.
O' my Father! thy light, thy love, my soul, Father! Im home!
I wish I could tell you, I met my Savior, Jesus, today!
Annette R. Hershey
07/02/2023
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There was a time when the world was still,
The road was narrow, there were no hills.
The days were long, the sun was bright,
There was comfort under the blanket of the night.
A beautiful sky was a piece of art,
The stars above, were ours to chart.
Fields of wildflowers, we held so dear,
You could hear them grow with an innocent ear.
Dragons and wizards lived near and far,
You could catch a fairy in a jar.
Happy for no reason, each day a new start,
The song of a bird, filled the heart.
Playing in the rain, dance and twirl,
Enjoying one of the millions of wonders in the world.
Priceless treasures were abundant, preserved and free.
Pirate's sails unfurled on a pond, not just a sea.
The fields were alive with blooms of joy,
Happiness abounded, so much to enjoy.
Follow a firefly, capture the past,
The wind softly whispered, beautiful moments last.
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Oh Father, can you hear me?
I'm sending a prayer your way,
I'm clutching hard to my faith, as mom taught me,
As she draws closer to you each day.
I talk to her in whispers,
And I hope she hears me pray,
I hope you send an angel
To guide her towards your way.
I continue to tell her I love her
And thank her for all the sacrifices she has made
And for the unconditional love,
No matter what kind of behavior I displayed.
Mom, can you hear me?
I have so much more to say.
I will continue on with your legacy.
I hope I can be as strong as you one day.
You taught me the importance of family.
I have learned from the very best.
Don't you worry yourself now, Mom,
You keep yourself at rest.
I'm sorry if I'm selfish.
I'm not ready to let go of your hand.
I'm trying to remember the message
From "Footprints In The Sand."
Dear Mom, can you please wake up?
I have not heard your voice today.
I promise I would sit and listen
To everything you want to say.
I know you are getting weary.
You are ready to go home.
I imagine you are dreaming of your Savior
Sitting upon his throne.
I hope you take my love with you,
As tears fall on your cheek.
Dear God, please carry me through this,
I'm feeling very weak.
Dear Mom, I'm very thankful
For all the years we've had.
I'm trying to remember you laughing
So I will not stay so very sad.
Through the rest of my life I will carry
All your love with me.
I promise I will be the best mom, grandmother and person
That I can possibly be.
God must think your time is almost done here.
I feel you going away,
I love you, Mom. No goodbyes.
I will see you again one day.
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Darkness pours over the horizon,
the sun slips away.
Driven by consuming hunger,
a monstrous beast, lies in wait.
Hooded men in the choir,
weave webs from their lips,
while the hurst creeps by slowly,
in a seemingly endless parade.
On high hills, in colossal mansions,
live the soulless, adorned with magnetic bright eyes.
Veiled under a black blanket,
the soullest consume their prey,
they must feast off the valley,
or starve the beast within.
Hopeless sheep, without a shepherd,
swim like guppies in a bowl,
twisting in turmoil, keeping the beast full.
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Standing in attractive armor,
devoid of battle-ax.
Encased by imagination,
fantasies surpass the facts.
To battle, with raging virtue,
resist against all vice,
surrender is irresistible,
the victory is to entice.
Charisma - the victor's weapon,
leads to a heartless defeat.
The fairest of the gender,
drops to her knees and weeps.
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Dear Mama, walking and thinking of my childhood days,
waves of memories crashing in, as I hit replay.
You're in every scene, appearing with the morning light.
I can talk to you, even though you're far from my sight.
I wish I could stop these tears escaping from my eyes.
I am grown; it's the heart of a little girl that cries.
Fragments of memories, they seem to spin 'round and round'
as my heart travels through a familiar stomping ground.
Dear Mama, falling leaves of memories scatter my path.
Start of a new season, running from the grief and wrath.
I hear echoes of footsteps; I'll never be alone.
Your path will be ably tended, never overgrown.
I found your paved path; it's clear, as far as I can see.
Each step a bit easier; you left your shoes for me.
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