Prayer for America, A song and a poem , because there is a need to pray for our country in times like these. I am not an artist , but I write songs as the Holy Spirit gives them to me. H.S.I. stands for Holy Spirit Inspiration.
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
There was so much mystery in the a… then all of a sudden nobody was th… I really didn’t have a clue, About what my family was planning… When the day came we got in the ca…
Babies really steal your heart, make you feel all torn apart. When they laugh you feel the joy, from the baby girl or boy. They always seem to bring a smile,
I looked at myself in the mirror, thinking, I don’t like what I se… because I’m getting older and, things are changing with me, but then God reminded me,
With all the trouble and dismay It’s still a wonderful world. With all the confusion of the day it’s still a wonderful world. Just look up at the stars up above…
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…
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
They crucified our Lord, And laid Him in a Tomb, but He won the Victory, Over all His mortal wombs. Only one can claim such Vict’ry,
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,
Why does it make a statement, in words that can’t be heard? Why does it speak so loud, without saying a word? As you ask yourself this question,
All the birds in song, My dear one now is resting, finally asleep. Night seems very long, because I am so restless,
A soldier is a brave young man, who fights for freedom in his land… A soldier must go when duty calls, To fight the battle for us all A soldier is a mothers son,
Sons are those a mother loves, and bears within her heart. Whether they are near to her, or whether far apart. It matters not because her love,
The flag is bright, with all it’s strips, it’s beautiful to see… How beautiful it’s colors as it’s waving out to me. And we must keep it waving out
Yesterday, These were days of wonder and amaz… We were children growing up and le… not all were good days, not all we… The good days taught us to be than…