Poetry

AFTER ALL IS DONE

It is bread for the soul
To laugh,
To love,
To exchange ideas;
To bask in the sunshine of mutual acceptance,
Good will.
Making peace;
Holding love carefully in hands
That understand the fragility
Of such things.
To live
Under sunshine;
To survive the rain--
To know that after all is endured...
There is still life.



ALL THE WORLD WAS WAITING
All the world was waiting for Your birth;
Waiting to be free of sin and the curse it brought to them…
Crying for  purity,
Longing for Your love.
Earth breathed a sigh the night that You were born.

ALL THE WAYS
All the ways of the Lord are loving and faithful for those who keep the demand of his covenant.
For the sake of Your name, O lord, forgive my sin

ALL OF YOUR WAYS
All of your ways are marvelous, O God
For you are bountifully compassionate
Your mercy is ample
Responsive and kind.
And Tender and loving father are you

ALREADY THERE
My heart is already there,
It reaches for heaven with my longing soul
My heart is already there,
Living in my heavenly home*

Pilgrims on a journey
Strangers in our land
Looking for a resting place
A solid place to stand
Weary from the venture
Seeking for a home
I long to see His face
To rest in His care  *

My heart is already there
It reaches for heaven with my longing soul
My heart is already there
Living in my heavenly home*

I'm yearning to find Jesus
To hold him close to me
To relish His strong mercy
A welcome place to stand
Friends sometimes abandon me
But He is always near
I yearning to find Jesus...
To be home*

I want to see the jeweled gates
To touch the polished gold
To slide down streets like windowpanes      
To revel in His love
The Father's unique attention  Abba's complete attention
Was painted in each square
I'm looking for my mansion
My name is written there.*

 ASPIRATION
I went to church this morning... 
Found hope in your words;
Saw that you are courageous enough to lead us--
Wise enough to teach us--
To love one another.

If we could find the Savior's compassion--
Cherish every bit of humankind,
Search for the good,
Grieve the bad,
Help those who are lost in their own sinful hell--
We would refashion our world.

I prayed:
"Lord, let love begin with me.
I'm not strong,
I'm often tired,
I hurt more that I can say...
But if I do not love 
Who will?
Lord, let love begin with me."

BEAUTY FILLING
Beauty filling my heart,
Overflowing for all to see.
Silence replaced with golden tones-
Songs angels sing for me.
Christ prevails in this soul of mine,
Slowly filling as I let go.
Beauty filling my heart today
Sets the spirit free,
Prepares for eternity.

BOSLEY BUNNY
Bosley sits,
Bedraggled
On the mint green bedspread
Amidst Batman and G.I. Joe.
Foolishly grinning --
Wide eyes crazy--
Staring at me.
Wears matted fur 
While ears flop awkwardly.
He is loved.
And has danced for six long years
Through the imagination
Of
My nine year old son.  



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ABOUT ME

  
I have been writing poetry most of my life and have 
  been published with DaySpring Cards, Encounter 
  Magazine, Publisher's Press, and in several
  local poetry anthologies.  I also write music.
  My goal is to publish a book someday.   
  Meanwhile...enjoy....

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