The Following Poems Are Written By A Friend Of Mine Ron Laufman
IN MY HEART
Here I am once again,
Thinking of you like I always am.
As my mind goes around and around,
Knowing in my heart is where you'll be found
And as the days come and go,
I know my heart will never let go.
Because their you are forever to stay,
Just becouse I like it that way.
Yes my darling yes my dear,
Forever is how long I'll be here.
And if by chance you could be here,
My eyes could finally shed their tears.
Hopefully our hearts will one day be,
Locked as one for all eternity.
And if one day you need me,
Don't be afraid just call on me.
Because in my heart is where you'll be,
Hopping one day you will need me.
And this is what I need to say,
And im hopping it does'nt scare you away.
I have fallen head over heel's,
And what I feel is oh so real.
You are the only one for me,
And that is easy for me to see.
Oh my darling if you could see,
Just what is happening to me.
Oh how I wish for it to be,
Forever my love
Just you and me.
JOINED AS ONE
Hello my darling how are you,
Wishing I could just hold you.
It will come one special day,
When we become joined as one.
And on that day that we become one,
Let it be known to everyone.
That we are forever to be joined as one.
Wanting you here wanting you near,
Believing my heart it may be near.
Oh my darling oh my sweet,
You have a magical hold on me.
The silk that you have is the web that you weave,
And it is to be forever rapped around me.
Oh my darling what have you done.
You have my heart in a
Stun Stun Stun.
That's ok that's alright,
For we are to be forever
Joined as one.
That One Special Thing
Why do our hearts feel this way,
Just because of the things we say.
Everyone's heart is really the same,
In search of that one special thing.
Even though our minds don't know,
Just follow your heart it always know's.
As our hearts lead the way,
Our minds are really afraid.
But to me you'll always be,
The one and only one for me.
The love that is inside of me,
Want's to feel you all around me.
My love is here and here it will stay,
So don't ever let it scare you away.
Oh my darling I wish you could see
That you really are,
That One Special Thing.
YOU AND I
Here I sit thinking of you.
Wondering why im drawn to you.
And if I could wish upon a star.
It would be forever you and I.
As we walk along the beach.
Holding your hands as our lips meet.
And if you could be here with me.
I could see it to be for all eternity.
And if one day we shall meet.
Then it will be forever you and I.
And on the day that we first spoke.
It is to be forever my lucky day.
And if it's ment for us to be.
Not to worry darling it will be.
Just let me say between you and I.
On one beautiful day it will be,
Forever you and I
And if I could hold you oh so close.
I could'nt find it in my heart to ever let go.
For it's ment to be forever you and I.
Oh my darling I can see.
For it to be forever you and I.
You, A Love I Hold Close
In the morning, when I wake up, I start to think of you.
When I lay in bed alone, I wish I was laying next to you.
During the day when Iím with my friends,
I wish it was you I was with, no offense to them.
You have filled a hole that was poorly kept and
lightened my life with your charm.
I wish you were here to give you a hug and feel
you in my arms.
I look back on those nights with a childish grin,
I never realized that by just talking our friendship would begin.
Even though you are far away, I hold you in my heart.
No distance nor death will ever keep us apart.
Written By Kim Timbrook. Thanks for everything Kim.
"Beauty of a Woman"
The beauty of a woman
Is not in the clothes she wears,
The figure that she carries,
Or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
the place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman
is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman
Is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
And the beauty of a woman
With passing years-only grows!
Author Unknown To ME. This was sent courtesy of Melanie Graham.
Love of yourself
is where you must start
You must love yourself
within your own heart
Love is a treasure
that's worthless when hidden
For love has no value
until it is given
Loving and liking
are two different things
You feel good when you like
but with love your heart sings
Between lusting and loving
there should be no mistake
In loving you give,
in lusting you take.
Love is not something
you withhold out of spite
Don't use it as ammo
when you argue or fight
Love's not a contest
or some kind of game
It need not be equal,
nor always the same.
Love's not a fire
that consumes as it burns
It's a path filled with life
as it twists and it turns.
Love is alive,
like a plant it needs care.
Neglect it, it withers
its branches laid bare.
Love's spark cannot travel
through connections amiss
You renew each of these
when you hug and you kiss.
Someone can love you
and never give a sign.
Be fair with your friends
treat them gentle and kind.
Written by B. W. Behling
Red roses were her favorites,
her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them,
tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses
were delivered to her door.
The card said, "Be my Valentine,"
like all the years before.
Each year he sent her roses,
and the note would always say,
"I love you even more this year,
than last year on this day."
"My love for you will always grow,
with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time
that the roses would appear.
She thought, he ordered roses
in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know,
that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early,
way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy,
everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems,
and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the portrait
of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours,
in her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture,
and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it was hard
to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude,
that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour,
as on Valentines before,
the doorbell rang, and there were
roses, sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in, and
then just looked at them in shock.
Then went to get the telephone,
to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she
asked him, if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her,
causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away,
more than a year ago,"
the owner said, "I knew you'd call,
and you would want to know."
"The flowers you received today,
were paid for in advance."
"Your husband always planned ahead,
he left nothing to chance."
"There is a standing order,
that I have on file down here,
and he has paid, well in advance,
you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing,
that I think you should know,
he wrote a special little card...
he did this years ago".
"Then, should ever, I find out
that he's no longer here,
that's the card...that should be sent,
to you the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone,
her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she slowly
reached to get the card."
Inside the card, she saw
that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence,
this is what he wrote.
"Hello my love, I know it's been
a year since I've been gone,
I hope it hasn't been too hard
for you to overcome."
"I know it must be lonely,
and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way,
I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made
everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say,
you were the perfect wife."
"You were my friend and lover,
you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year,
but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy,
even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses
will be sent to you for years."
"When you get these roses,
think of all the happiness,
that we had together,
and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you
and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on,
you have some living still."
"Please...try to find happiness,
while living out your days.
I know it is not easy,
but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year,
and they will only stop,
when your door's not answered,
when the florist stops to knock."
"He will come five times that day,
in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit,
he will know without a doubt.
He will take the roses to the place,
where I've instructed him,
and place the roses where
we are, together once again.
I'm Spending Christmas With Jesus This Year
I saw the countless Christmas trees
Aroung the world below
With tiny lights, like heaven's starts
Reflecting on the snow
The sight is so spectacular
Please wipe away that tear
For I'm spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year
I hear the many Christmas songs
That people hold so dear
But the sound of music can't compare
With the Christmas choir up here
For I have no words to tell you
The joy their voices bring
For it is beyond description
To hear as angels sing
I know how much you miss me
I see the pain inside your heart
But rejoice in my reunion
With those with whom I've been apart
Just know that I too, miss you
And keep your memories dear
I'll be spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year
I can't tell you of the splendor
Or the peace here in this place
Can you just imagine Christmas
With our Savior, face to face?
I'll ask him to light your spirit
As I tell Him of your love
So then pray for one another
As you lift your eyes above
So please let your hearts be joyful
And let your spirit sing
For I am spending Christmas in Heaven
And I'm walking with the King!
Author unknown to me
This poem was in my local newspaper under the picture of 2 beautiful children who lost their lives. Brandon and Christy Stancil died December 3,1995 and have spent 4 glorious years with God the Father! Peace be with their family this Christmas season.
This letter to Santa was heart touching I had to include it on my web page
DEAR SANTA LETTER
Snowflakes softly falling
Upon your window they play
Your blankets snug around you,
Into sleep you drift away.
I bend to gently kiss you,
when I see that on the floor
there's a letter, neatly written
I wonder who it's for.
I quietly unfold it
making sure you're still asleep,
It's a Christmas list for Santa
one my heart will always keep.
It started just as always
with the toys seen on TV,
A new watch for your father
and a winter coat for me.
But as my eyes read on
I could see that deep inside
there were many things you wished for
that your loving heart would hide.
You asked if you friend Molly
could have another Dad;
It seems her father hits her
and it makes you very sad.
Then you asked dear Santa
if the neighbors down the street
Could find a job, that he might have
some food, and clothes, and heat.
You saw a family on the news
whose house had blown away,
"Dear Santa, send them just one thing,
a place where they can stay."
"And Santa, those four cookies that
I left you for a treat,
Could you take them to the children
who have nothing else to eat."
"Do you know that little bear I have
the one I love so dear?
I'm leaving it for you to take
to Africa this year".
"And as you fly your reindeer
on this night of Jesus' birth,
Could your magic bring to everyone
goodwill and peace on earth".
"There's one last thing before you go,
so grateful I would be,
If you'd smile at Baby Jesus
in the manger by our tree."
I pulled the letter close to me'
I felt it melt my heart.
Those tiny hands had written
what no other could impart.
"And a little child shall lead them,"
was whispered in my ear
As I watched you sleep on Christmas Eve
while Santa Claus was here.
Here's another heart tugging story
There was an atheist couple who had a child.
The couple never told their daughter
anything about the Lord. One
night when the little girl
was 5 years old, the
parents fought with each other, the
father shot his wife then
shot himself. The little girl watched it all.
She was sent to a foster
home after the death of her parents.
The foster mother was a Christian
and took the child to church.
On the first day of Sunday School,
the foster mother told the teacher that the
girl had never heard of Jesus, and to have
patience with her. The teacher held up a
picture of Jesus and said, "Does anyone know
who this is?" The little girl said, "I do; that's
the man who was holding me the night my parents died.
that the best classroom in the world
is at the feet of an elderly person.
that when you're in love, it shows.
that just one person saying to me,
"You've made my day!" makes my day.
that I feel better about myself when
I make others feel better about themselves.
that having a child fall asleep in your
arms is one of the most peaceful
feelings in the world.
that what we have done for ourselves
alone dies with us. What we have done
for others and the world remains and
that one sincere apology is worth more
than all the roses money can buy.
that words harshly spoken are as difficult
to retrieve as feathers in a gale.
that being kind is more important than
that you should never say no to a
gift from a child.
that I can always pray for someone when
I don't have the strength to help him
in some other way.
that no matter how serious your life
requires you to be, everyone needs a
friend to act goofy with.
that sometimes all a person needs is a
hand to hold and a heart to understand.
that simple walks with my father around
the block on summer nights when I was
a child did wonders for me as an adult.
that life is like a roll of toilet paper.
The closer it gets to the end, the
faster it goes.
that we should be glad God doesn't
give us everything we ask for.
that money doesn't buy class.
that it's those small daily happenings
that make life so spectacular.
that once a relationship is over,
if you experienced more smiles than
tears, then it wasn't a waste of time.
that under everyone's hard shell is
someone who wants to be appreciated
never to humiliate another person.
Always give him an honorable way to
back down or out of something and
still save face.
that the Lord didn't do it all in one
day. What makes me think I can?
that if you are still talking about
what you did yesterday, you haven't
done much today.
that to ignore the facts does not
change the facts.
that when you plan to get even with
someone, you are only letting that
person continue to hurt you.
that it is best to give advice in only
two circumstances; when it is requested
and when it is a life-threatening
that a good friend is the one who tells
you how you really look in your jeans.
that the less time I have to work with,
the more things I get done.
I never thought much about the future.
My life so full of pain and sorrow.
I could barely face today.
Let alone went tomorrow had in stow.
Then one night I saw you standing alone.
It was like an answer to a prayer.
You looked over into my eyes and smiled,
And in your face I saw that my future was there.
You stepped into my world,
And with kindness and love my sun began to shine.
I knew that you were real,
And that you would always be mine.
Now my life is a joyful song.
The love we share has great strengh and power.
With you by my side,
I will always look forward to tomorrow.
What will it be like?
To hold you in my arms.
To touch my lips to yours and,
Set my feelings free.
To excape to another world,
To experience the satisfaction
We will give to one another.
What will it be like?
To settle my curiosity about you.
The anticipation is over welming.
To be with you for only a few moments
That will belong to only us.
What will it be like?
To hold the memory of you
In my heart the rest of my life.
Knowing it may never happen again.
Just once our two souls meeting,
To make a memory that will last forever.
What will it be like? Just once!
What is love?
Is it the look in your eye,
Or the tone in your voice?
Can you see love,
Or can you only feel love?
Does love come from your heart,
Or does love come from your mind?
Do you need love all the time,
Or do you only need love sometimes?
Can love be held,
Or can it only be sensed?
Is love the birth of a new baby,
Or is love the company of an old friend?
Does everyone have love,
Or does only special people have it?
Is love in those that care,
Or is love in those that hate?
Is there any love in the world,
or is love just a myth from the past?
Love- Cannot be found, or can it?
When you least expect it,
When we are not ready for it.
It is there, challenging us to look at ourselves
And to take one more chance.
Love- A mixture of passion and confussion.
So great are the feelings,
That we are afraid to touch.
To make the one move that will fill
Our souls to the limit.
Love- Can be very fleeting.
It may offer itself only once, or many times.
Should we take it when it comes,
To hold for only a short time
And remember forever.
Love- Take it, hold it, and enjoy it while it last.
And when you grow old, remeber it and cheerish it.