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Terry Henderson Poem
God is calling
A leaf is falling,
falling,
falling.
calling.
calling,
God is calling,
Will up?
you be lifted
go you
down? Or will
While some may p r o c r a s t i n a t e.
Others will seal their fate!
Some will continue to hate,
A few will find that heavenly gate!
A gate so straight and narrow
Don’t you be late, say yes to the call?
God is calling! God is calling!
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2010
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Love and Peace
Beneath the horizon lies a lovely day,
waiting for sunrise to proudly display.
Reaching upward slowly, with rays of gold,
where no man trod, not even the bold.
Upward, upward nearing the crest.
Boastfully awakening it's shining vest.
A day is born, but not long to stay,
Love and Peace we need, so do your deed...Pray!
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2010
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When Will We Learn
Another day lingers,
trying hard not to die.
Another day lingers,
trying hard not to cry.
This man of talent, God given talent,
A shoemaker by heart, toils
unselfishly both by day and
night, trying hard not to die,
trying hard not to cry.
Assembly lines with very much speed,
Cast aside this man’s talent – no longer a need.
Oh sweet little shoemaker, oh gifted one,
a life once happy, full of fun.
His memories we will cherished, you see he’s gone.
May he rest in peace, his talent has flown.
One less blessing we learn to live with out,
When will we learn? When? Why don’t somebody shout!
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2010
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Everlasting Love
Be that it may, that it may be,
As pure and virgin, like white caps on the sea.
Let it be to me, as is to thee,
Lasting, everlasting, it doth not flee.
So be it said, said it be so!
Sweet smiles and laughter, high moral’s glow.
We bend, we sway, at times we may fall,
But never, no never we part, never at all!
Love’s here to stay, be that it may,
That it may be!
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2010
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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!
Springmaid Resort, Myrtle Beach Sunrise – March 2010
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2010
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Take Time
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 2010
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Summer
Today we got a glimpse of summer,
old man winter, what a bummer.
Blue sky's, singing birds, oh so lovely,
bees buzzing, buds a budding, oh what glee.
Summer's calling, summer's calling, winter's waning.
Rays of glimmer, rays of hope, rays of singing.
Upward, upward little shoots, awakening faces,
reaching higher, ever higher smiling faces.
Summers calling, summers calling, show your splendor!
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Growing Old 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.
Ice winds are blowing, all life is ebbing.
Crowns are graying…yes life’s decaying.
I know you feel the threatening days
But my Dorella I am with you…
And hand in hand we will face the winter to!
Poem inspired by mountains and foothills in Glassy Mountain, SC 1990
Terry Henderson
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Waiting on God
Waiting, waiting, Hope in hand,
Days are spinning out God’s Great plan!
Cumbered about man loses his sight,
Anxiously running…losing his might!
Wisdom crying, ask of me! Ask of me!
God gives freely…To set you free.
Let patience work, perfect and entire,
Free at last, nothing can compare,
At Jesus feet, my soul finds rest,
Peace be still, only He knows best.
Waiting, waiting, Hope in hand,
God reveals His great plan.
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2010
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Happiness
Searching for happiness in a world of sad,
Makes living life a game for the glad.
For those in the know, true happiness is here,
Around our lives, forcing out all fear,
For the endless searcher, his life may be drained,
True happiness he’s missing, his mind not yet trained.
Search not, young searcher, for it’s only in vain,
Happiness, true happiness, is like April rain.
It showers our lives, rewards us our hopes,
Enlighten our eyes, no longer to grope.
It bathes us in beauty, no more to frown,
True happiness, true happiness, God’s earthen crown!
Copyright © Terry Henderson | Year Posted 2010
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