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There is a place i go that is deep in my heart and soul
remembrance of my incredible childhood fills my mind.
Building sand castles on the beach and watching the Victorious Ocean
crash high above the rocks. Roasting marshmallows and making smores in
my grandmothers back yard the sweet scent of woodsmoke and chocolate
fills the air. My soul begins to dance as I hear the Bluejays and bluebirds singing
there morning song waking up the earth. They also have remarkable wings and amazing
eyes when the sun hits them there eyes turn vibrant hazel green. Walkingon the beach
feeling the warm sand between my toes it warms my heart. My Grandmother's soul
will forever soar with the bluejays and bluebirds singing there morning song waking up the
earth. In memory of My Grandmother Marjorie Roberts May God Rest her soul!
By Julie Rene leek
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As the eagle glides through the air beautiful and free
the spirits are calling "We are Free, We are free."
The indians are dancing around the hot flaming fires of victory.
By Julie Rene leek
Published In Teen Voices National Magazine.
In memory of my Grandfather Rennie Dittmer
May he soar with the Eagles
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My body shutters as the chiily winter wind blows in my face. Snow flurries dancing there
way to the earth from the heavenly skies. Watching the angels cover up mother earth in a
beautiful glittery blanket. My eyes light up like a little child as i tip my head back and feel the
cold snowflakes land on my tongue. I close my eyes and hear the sweet sound of the ground
crunched beneath my feet. Jack frost has arrived and greeted the earth snowball wars and
building silly snowmen. The tree branches are covered in snow and the snow sickles are
hanging from the porch. Shining like chrystals in the sunlight it is a wondrous sight my
mother yells from the house "Okay children it is time to come in for some hot chocolate."
Before I go to sleep I watch the snowflakes light up the night sky I hear my mother whisper
"Okay my snow angels goodnight and good dreams."
By Julie Rene leek:)
Smile God love's You:)
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As I walk along the beach feeling the cold wet sand
between my toes. Watching the angels put the earth to sleep
cascading pink, purple and gray sparkles on the ocean. Feeling the wind
blowing around me hearing the angels whisper there sweet lullaby.
"Jesus is Light He love's you all So my children Goodnight!"
Published In Postive Teens National Magazine 2003
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The snow is falling softly on the earth
this is the wonderful morning we celebrate his birth.
Little children dragging there mommies and daddies out
of there nice warm beds. People on the streets singing the
christmas blues, Angels shouting through the chilly air
"Halluluah Our Savoir Is born!" This is the Morning where
familys join in happiness and joy.
By Julie Rene Leek!
Dedicated to My Grandmother Marjorie Roberts Who loved Christmas
the most. We all miss her Now she celebrates His birth with Jesus Christ our
savior.
Smile God Love's You Alll
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As I pick up the broken glass of the dirty floor
the baby cries I see you stumble out the door.
Another Bruise, Another Lie I am thankful i can finally say goodbye
there are angels with every person in this world and there is a way out.
With the angels by our side we know we will survive.
If you see or hear signs of abuse please call 911 or tell a parent, school counslor
or someone you trust. Keeping silent will only help it happen again break the silence
use your voice speak out. We have to decrease violence in America.
By Julie Rene Leek
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I pray to the lord our savior jesus christ in the darkness of night
I whisper "Please angels shine your wondersous light on me.
Give me guidence and courage to make things right Tears
flood my face like a violent rain storm. My Heart jumps as
I hear the lord whisper back "Do not fear my child you will have another
chance to make things right. Your courage is in you use your voice
it will set you free." I whisper back "Thankyou lord for listening praying to you
makes my soul dance across the night starry sky."
By Julie Rene Leek:)
:)Smile God Loves You:)
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