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.
Take me in your arms, and never let me go, Take me in your arms, and hold me til I know, That you and you alone,
She waits, and when the music starts to play, she dances. She moves in a very artistic way, she dances. The beauty just unfolds, as we sit
They knew each other from a very y… very close friends from early chil… Life for these two was page after… playing together whenever they cou… Well as they grew older it was qui…
The heavens will open, and He sha… On a glorious cloud for all to see… The heavens will open, and He sha… The Savior is coming for you and… The trump will sound, He’ll give…
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,
Yes Life’s memories come so quickly to our minds Like a pictures flash moments suddenly unwind In a certain breeze
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,
The kiss after the wedding vows this indeed is a beautiful kiss. as two hearts join to become one, is there any quite like this? The kiss, the way another person
Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, God is the maker of them all. Behold His creations! Behold His Majesty! The Birds flying high in the air,
There is no greater sacrifice, that anyone can make. than to give up his own life, for someone else’s sake. We give honor and respect,
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,
Ahhh, life what can we say? To open our eyes, to take another… what a privilege, what a mystery to be who we are. To have destiny and purpose
This wonderful day called Thanksg… with feast, with family, and Parad… We’re so thankful just to be livin… to see all the progress we’ve made… It marks the beginning of the H…
I still hear her voice, Calling me her Turtle Dove. My sweet Anita. We were childhood friends, who were knit in tender love