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dianashirley

TURN AROUND


LOVE, IS A WONDERFUL THING, BETWEEN TWO PEOPLE, CHILDREN WE BRING. THE DAY THEY ARE BORN, GOD GIVES TO THEE, A SWEET LOVING BABY, WE CAN BOUNCE, ON OUR KNEE. BEFORE WE MANAGE, TO TURN AROUND, THEY'RE, WALKING, RUNNING, AND FALLING DOWN. TO SCHOOL, THEY WOULD GO, TO LEARN, LOTS OF THINGS, ALL THE WONDER, OF THE WORLD, AND THE MYSTERIES, IT BRINGS. SOON, OFF TO WORK,TO A JOB, THEY WOULD GO, WATCHING THEM, FROM MY DOOR, THINKING, OF THOSE BABIES, LONG AGO. FROM, GIVING THEM A BOTTLE, AND, ALL THE DIAPERS, WE HAVE CHANGED, NOW, THEY ARE GROWN, AND, THEIR OWN LIVES, THEY HAVE ARRANGED.NO MATTER, HOW OLD, OR BUSY, THEY SEEM TO GET, SPENDING TIME, WITH THEIR LOVED ONES, IS ONE THING, THEY WON'T REGRET.
WRITTEN BY: DIANA SHIRLEY



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sirricky

Live Life



The copies of things in Heaven,
Had to be cleansed and purified;
Because of blood that was given,
When Jesus Christ was crucified.

But before the heavenly things,
Could be cleansed by a sacrifice;
It would be Jesus Christ that brings,
The refining to be precise.

Christ went not to a holy place,
Manufactured by human hands;
Just where the Father shined His grace,
The Father said in His commands.

Like in a pattern to the true,
But into Heaven now appear;
Before the face of God pursue,
That we all will see if sincere.

For every year the chief priest,
Went on into the holy place;
The sacrificial blood was released,
Asking our God for His grace.

Christ did not go into Heaven,
To sacrifice over again;
Merely once was the deed given,
For the salvation to attain.

Numerous times He would suffer,
Since the beginning of the world;
And things would be a lot tougher,
But different plans were unfurled.

But now at the end of the age,
He appeared to remove the sin;
So our lives could start a new stage,
And our new birth could begin.

People are judged after we die,
After that Christ appears again;
No longer will we ever cry,
Our eternal life will begin.

Copyright © 2015 Richard Newton Sherrer

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sunshine12

FRAGILE TREASURES




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FRAGILE TREASURES

Look at the snowflake * What a fragile treasure it is
It is one of a kind * it can never be replaced
There has never been another one like it in all of history

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When the wind catches it * it flies where it is taken
It can be a might force when many flakes band together
It can bring joy to children on a cold winter's day
to make a snowman with a black felt hat
What fun to ski down a mountain covered with snow

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It can bring heartache when an avalanche is falling to a highway
causing us to be blocked from help that is needed
Yet when you touch a single flake it will melt

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We too are unique * fragile treasures
There has never been another one like me or you
Look at our fingerprints, DNA, our eye retina
No one has ever been inside our mind and heart to know what
we are thinking and feeling

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We are fragile and strong and we are everlasting
What a paradox
Like the snowflake by ourselves we are weak
If we band together we are strong
We are living in a time when we that are believes in Jesus Christ
must band together and stand for His truths

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We are fragile treasures sent out to do God's work here on this Earth
We are special and can never be replaced
We are made and loved by the Creator
A treasure that He loves so greatly

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´ Kathy Collier 12*05
Reworked 2 − 27 * 2015

All art ´Kathy Collier

Hast thou entered into the treasures of the snow?
Or hast thou seen the treasures of the hail

Job: 38:22 * Kind James Version

FRAGILE TREASURES
´Kathy Collier



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poeticbearlovestowrite

Courtney Is God's Gift to Myself and Others



Courtney is our Administrator at Cherry Point Bay.
A grand lady is she and loves us one and all.
Courtney truly has a heart for the residents that reside here.
Jesus put her; in the position, to help me get along with things and has done an excellent job.
I feel strong and useful to the Lord with Courtney being by my side.
Knowing something about me doesn´t distract her from helping me.
You see I am different than most.
I am unique; in a word that is God´s choosing and I am standing somewhat alone but not totally.
I wish to honor Courtney today and tell you how wonderful you are.
It is a privilege to know her and see her as often as I am able.
She has been immeasurably helpful to this guy and I don´t see it stopping.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2015)


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godspoetwriter

God's Beautiful Place



God's Beautiful Place

As I looked out my window seal
I saw a red bird purched in a tree
the little bird seem to say
come and look at God's beauty with me.

For I am yet a small creature
with feather's so vivid and fine
then God seemed to make me notice
it was His perfect design.

Looking out at this vast winterwonderland
the flakes where so big as they fell down
God wanted me once more to notice
in a day the beauty all around.

He said there is a greater place that is prepared
like the snow it will take your breath away
but not like this day of beauty
with an eternity it will never fade that way.

rhonda ramsey cash

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dreamweaver

LIVING HELL



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ivyrose

LOVE-SICK


When the sighing waves
cascaded over the shores,
the wailing wind cried out
"Come back. Return to me."
All the while pleading love
as the tears in its eyes
ebbed and flowed with the tide.
And the waves continued to sigh
as the wind continued to wail
pleading for another chance,
for one more opportunity to love.

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mckinleycooper

You Will Fall to the Ground




(In light of the unprovoked murders of innocents all over the world in the name of religion, I cannot
remain silent. May God be with the families of the murdered and the hostages taken.)

"You Will Fall to the Ground"

No beauty, no grace
Just secrets and lies
And sins you deny

Lifeless horror in the pools
Of your eyes
As a fist reaches out
From the depths
Of your guise

The largesse of blasphemy
You're spreading around
Will catch up to you
And bring you down

Even the river runs away
As you carry out
Your evil way

What's in your heart
Is not Excaliber submerged,
But rotten corpses
With eyes wide open
To see your sins putged

Blood will cry out
In every language known
Vengeance will take root
Where violence has been sewn

And you will fall to the ground
As justice rings true
And the world cleanses itself
Of you

Descent
December,2014

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