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Authors and Readers, there comes a time in all of our lives at some place or in a situation, we encounter God knowing fully well,it could only have be... My EbenezerI have tried to tell people what I believe is a secret to faith which drives the soul. It is hard to put it into words and I am sure it is hard to un... My Fairy GOD Father?Blushing
Soft splashes red
Smooth petals unfolding
Subtle, so exquisitely born
Roses
Tiny
Pips cascading
Like giggles in the grass
Musical notes of... My Favorite FlowersIt is Jesus.com. Don’t be confused. I’ll tell you what it means.
Jesus (The Savior) (.) Or Dot… (As in Period… forever or never ending)
COM… (As... My Favorite Web SiteEven a flower...reminds me of "Him"
My FlowerSometimes we are blessed, sometimes an angel decides to touch our soul and we don't know why and it assures us that not everything is bad down here wh... My Friend EliMy Grandpa Favorito left the earth over twenty years ago and I miss him very much! When I think of someone I want to be like, I think of my Grandpa. My Grandpa, My Guardian AngelAll of us preservere hoping for a better day. As we struggle through life''s trials and trivulations. Luke My Hope For YouWe are all on a journey--to the center of everything...the middle of our thinking, feeling and being. My JourneyI dedicate this poem and count my blessings tonight. I have the most beautiful daughter
she''s my world my heart my life. My KatieFrom the other view of "My Last Write to Men"
IMHO~ Women, somewhere along the line have convinced men to turn into women, not in all respects, have y... My Last Write to WomenWritten many, many years ago this inspiration has never ceased to be a continuous source of encouragement for me. It is my sincere hope that as you re... MY LORD, MY LORDThis lone and single leaf pictured here sought me out last night at work. While taking my test results of the day from my office on the shop floor to ... My Love For YouMy mother''s hands,
The hands of love and care.
My mother''s hands,
The hands I know will always care.
My mother''s hands,
I will never forget.
The to... My Mother's HandsI wrote this on the spur of the moment at the noon hour as the words came to me. My MuseInspiration for my poetry has come from life experiences. My MuseEven before we were born God knew us and He knew...our name. I had no idea that when I recently read a 2016 sharing on AD, by Regis Auffray, entitled ... My NameAfter the noise fade away and the fireworks smoke of the New Year cleared off, we got another kind of a long long new year ahead, where promises will ... My name is Reality...Unknow Arthor but I found it when I was young and it stuck with me.... My Old BibleA poem written to honor my parents and their upcoming anniversary. My Parents’ LoveI wrote this poem for a friend that had unknown to me, lost a dear friend to cancer. My Prayer<center>My Prayer of When
Dear Lord I Pray,
When I am wandering aimlessly
guide my soul
to the path I must take.
When I am weakened by disap... My Prayer of WhenI saw this EPSON photo in a magazine and it inspired me about what every father, without exception, should tell his newborn son or daughter and to lis... My precious little oneThis is an Easter poem I wrote to focus on what the holiday was really about. My Resurrected LordThere are times when my mind simply wants to reflect, absorb and do no more. There are times when to relax and admire all of Gods wonders is all I wa... My ReverieThis poem was inspired by a comment that either Karen or Karla left on a previous poem posting, regarding how, as twins, they are each other's "rock."... My RockSome people feel guilty about their anxieties and regard them as a defect of faith but they are afflictions, not sins. Like all afflictions, they are,... My share of Christ’s passionMatthew 19:26
Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” My Ship Is Going To SailWatching the news on all the turmoil in the world made me write this.
I must tell you this...I have not been able to load any pictures on my last 7 o... My Son’s ReturnThough there was just the one lone bloom on our backyard bush. Its presence filled my withering spirit with hope for yet another day. My Sweet December RoseLong, very long ago I visited Somalia, a gentle land full of gentle people, before gang-lords and anarchy and chaos.
One can fall in love with a land ... My Sweet Soomaaliya
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