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For My Friend
I know I’ve never heard your voice, only words upon a screen.
And I feel I’ve known you always, though your face I’ve never seen.
You have become so dear to me, you’ve really touched my heart.
I never could imagine this when our friendship made it’s start.
I wasn’t looking for a lifelong friend the day that we both met.
And I never thought I’d find someone whom I could not forget.
I hoped to find someone to chat, say “Hi, how do you do?”
Nothing more, nothing less.... but then I saw you.
I don’t remember what we said there on that first day.
Or even the times afterwards, though we chatted hours away.
I can’t remember the exact time when you found a place to hide
Somewhere in that place I thought I’d buried deep inside.
But I can remember missing you on days when you aren’t there.
And I remember when YOU listened when I needed someone to care.
I remember how it hurt me to hear about your pain.
And I tried to think of ways to help you never hurt again.
I remember feeling helpless as you spoke of how at times you feel
So alone, and lost, and scared.... my tears began to spill.
I remembered how I feel all the times I have to face
The things that seem to follow me and drag me back to that place.
I wish I had the words to say to make it disappear, this thing
That is trying to control your life.... I wish peace I could bring.
But all I can do is love you, and hope it helps to know
That a part of me goes with you every where you go.
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Friendship Gone Wrong
I never saw it coming, the beginning of the end
Now I'm left here, crying, and we aren't even friends
There was no explanation, there was no excuse
I've tried to make it right, I've tried to call a truce
But you don't want to talk, You don't remember how you cared
You've forgotten all you told me, and all the things we shared
There was a bond between us, You felt it too you said
Or was I only grasping straws, was it all in my head?
It doesn't matter anymore if you make me cry
In your eyes I'm out of your life, I just wish I knew why
I wish that things were different, the way they used to be
I wish I could forget you, like you've forgotten me.
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Let Jesus Come Into Your Heart
My friend, I can't tell you that I know where you stand
'Cause your situation, I have never known
The pain I can see in your eyes breaks my heart
Let me tell you friend you aren't alone
Not so long ago I was searching for something
My life was empty, I felt no peace within
Looking in all the wrong places for love
I ignored the voice that said, "Let me come in".
Jesus wants to come into your heart
You know that He's loved you from the very start
He'll pick up the pieces of a life that's torn all apart
Friend, let Jesus come into your heart.
I never imagined the peace that was waiting
How Someone ever could love me
Then Jesus said, "If you'll just take my hand,
I will lead you out so you can see."
With tears in my eyes I reached out for His hand
At once I felt peace without end
That peace can be yours if you'll just ask and receive
Hear Him tell you that He loves you my friend...
Jesus wants to come into your heart
You know that He's loved you from the very start
He'll pick up the pieces of a life that's torn all apart
Friend, let Jesus come into your heart.
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When Did I Start To Love You
Does love have a beginning that a meeting is measured by?
Does it happen in a moment like white lightning from the sky?
Can you tell me it's dimensions, just how big and just how high?
When did I start to love you?
Tell me just how many dates it takes for love to really start
And just how many kisses will turn love into an art?
When does the magic moment come to give away your heart?
When did I start to love you?
Was it when I went to meet you in a gown of snowy white
Was it when we signed the license and drove off into the night?
Was it when I gave myself to you and knew that it was right?
When did I start to love you?
When I feared you wouldn't love me if you knew how I'd been wrong
And I spent that week in misery, but you'd known it all along
And you loved me cause you loved me, and not because I'm strong
Was it then that I came to love you?
Was it when we knew for certain about the baby on the way?
Did it start the day you told me I looked pretty shaped that way?
Did something special happen as we waited that last day?
When did I start to love you?
Did it happen when we held her in our arms for that first time
Or was it later when I nursed her, this creation-- yours and mine?
And we knew compared to what we held, this world ain't worth a dime...
When did I start to love you?
There were nights we stayed and prayed by babies, fevers burning hot,
And we really didin't know if they'd make it through or not.
And we faced the dawn's beginning thanking GOD for what we've got.
When did I start to love you?
When you held me close in silence and there were no words for grief,
And that line of empty caskets gaped at all I called belief,
And the "Amen" was so final... I had you and dared to leave
Was it then that I came to love you?
What's the stuff love's made of that can cause the world to glow?
Was it that you made the segment that I brought you well and whole?
Was it when I came to recognize the poet in your soul
That I began to love you?
Oh it's not of lace and chocolate that valentines are made.
All such things are lovely, but disintegrate and fade
But love when once it grows to be, is more valuable than jade
I only know..... I LOVE YOU!
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I'm An Angel Now
One night I cried to Jesus
as I sat beneath the tree.
I looked into the open sky
and hoped He'd answer me.
I'm lost, dear Lord, I've
traveled far
but still I seem to roam.
Please light the way and
lead me, Lord;
I need to get back home.
I told Him of my burdens
and of the sadness in my
heart-
that from His gracious love
I'd never felt so far apart.
Why did you take my
child, Lord?
I cannot understand!
No longer can I touch his
face
or hold his tiny hand.
I'm angry Lord, I'm
missing him.
I'm drowning in my
sorrow.
Please help to heal my
yesterday
and face each new
tomorrow.
It was then I heard his
gentle voice
and felt his presence near.
How I wanted so to hold
him
as I cried another tear.
He said, "Mommy, I'm an
angel now,
my spirit will be free.
I'm an angel now in
heaven,
so please don't cry for me.
I was chosen by our Lord
above
and now I'm in His care.
When you need me, look
inside your heart.
I promise to be there.
No one can ever take
away
our bond with one another.
For I'll always be your
precious child
as you will be my mother.
So if you cannot find your
way
or the road to home seems
far,
just look up to the
Heavens
and I'll be your guiding
star."
He said, "Mommy, I'm an
angel now,
my spirit will be free
I'm an angel now in
Heaven-
no need to cry for me."
~By Janice Grogan
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MY FIRST CHRISTMAS IN HEAVEN
I see the countless Christmas Trees around the world below,
with tiny lights, like heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away that tear,
for I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear,
but the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here.
I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring,
for it is beyond description, to hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me. I see the pain inside your heart,
but I am not so far away. We really aren't apart.
So be happy for me dear ones. You know I hold you dear,
and be glad I'm spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.
I send you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above.
I send you each a memory of, of my undying love.
After all "Love" is the gift, more precious than pure gold.
It was always most import in the stories Jesus told.
Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do,
for I can't count the blessing or love he has for each of you.
So, have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear.
Remember, I'm spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.
~ Author Unknown
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