A Haiku poem
This is reality. This is a season where my husband is going through some serious physical problems. I’m praying for him, He’s believing for a Miracle so I’ll believe with him no matter what it looks like in the natural. Amen.
Faith keeps pushing me forward, I won’t give up the fight. Theres power greater than we know, this too will be allright. No matter what it feels like,
Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, God is the maker of them all. Behold His creations! Behold His Majesty! The Birds flying high in the air,
The child by my side who’s name is… believe me as I tell you of this. This was a child sent from God a… to give his Mother peace and love. A Mother struggling to raise five
Poetry isn’t just words, we write because they rhyme, Poetry comes from living, from experience through time. Those thoughts from the heart,
Oh God keep our soldiers, as they go to fight in war. Lord have mercy on them, and the cause their fighting for. We’re so concerned about them,
If we look beyond our troubles If we search beyond our pain We’ll find Joy. If we press beyond our heartaches Rejoice, and not complain
Can you imagine being in the belly… never in my life have I heard such… Being swallowed alive by a great b… with only a prayer, with only a wi… Down to the bottom of the sea he w…
Many years have passed, seven decades to be exact, moments, days, years have gone, Just like that, but I still carry on.
As I lay quietly, just the sound of the cricket is all I can hear. Then another sound, a neighbor is up quite late
Oh Beloveds; Just like God so loved us, let us love one another the same. Let us come together in unity, and stop fighting, and placing bla…
I love this music, of various word… Like beautiful lyrics, I’ve never… The poems you write, the things yo… they really brighten up my day. Seems like the different poems yo…
Ah sweet memories, as another day passes again I recall. Embracing old times, remembering days gone by
Never thought you’d leave but it was your time The Glory Train came and left me behind. Such a great loss
I walk in freedom, and I can see, how blessed I am to be so free, the sun is shining down on me, as I go on my way. Taking a walk I’m very pleased,
The viola makes a beautiful sound, Quite beautiful, and quite profoun… This is what my granddaughter woul… As she sits down and begins to pla… She has to practice quite a bit,