These words that the Reverand Jesse Jackson speak so often, are very needful, and very important, In thinking of that I wrote this little poem.
It’s the City Of Brotherly Love, and yes I do agree. Philadelphias’ a beautiful City with lots of sights to see. All cities are made up of good and
Love for others, empathy, feeling what they feel, with a love that’s very real. Hurting for others, sympathy, wanting to show you care,
Waking up early is truly a pleasur… The gift of life cannot be measure… The birds are singing their songs… Life is a beautiful display. Looking out at the morning light,
Growing tall and sleek, smart and talented, but meek, That’s my Asia girl. I have seen her climb, working hard so many times,
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,
Be my always, be my everything, As I give to you this ring. Let’s stay together always, and to each other cling. Be my always, be my everything,
Sweet kindness brings a feeling of… Kind words, a hug, a friendly kiss… I wish everyone could be more happ… Not mean, not angry, not harsh, or… Next door to love is where it live…
Even before He made mankind, The light of day was on his mind. He made the darkness move away, He spoke, and made a perfect day Oh what a wonderful gift to wake,
Everybodies having trouble these d… What can we do? What can we say? What words can we say to comfort a… Where do we start? Where do we be… Trouble, hurt, pain, sorrow!!!
Help the dear people of Ukraine, hear their cries Lord, feel their… See the evil that’s being done, help them now, Oh Holy One. Have mercy on them, Lord we pray,
I write about America, because I… Why God placed this in my heart I… The devotion that I feel, has lit… but it’s simply because, I’m so th… I write about America, because wi…
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
I write about my family, because they mean so much to me, Experience this is the key, to write about the family tree. My family are those I know,
Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, God is the maker of them all. Behold His creations! Behold His Majesty! The Birds flying high in the air,
Everyone has pain, no one is exclu… every single soul, everyone’s encl… Why does life bring pain? Why must we hurt this way? Like a dagger in the soul,