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Poems of Love
Poems For Life
Poems to Inspire
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Poems of Beauty
Poems to Ponder
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LordThatsMeToday
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  HE WAS THERE ALL THE TIME My friend, I wonder where you've been When He was nailed to that rugged cross? Dear friend, how couldn't you have seen When He suffered and died as a loss? Where are you waiting for, dear friend He did call your name long before It was His Love until the bitter end as He sacrificed His inner core Didn't you hear His cry so loud When He was forsaken, and left alone? Didn't you see His hand reaching out To save your soul, your skin and bone? Come now to Him and grasp His Hand Allow Him to be your friend and Lord Let Him make straight that which is bent And He'll provide you with new support It is never too late, to follow in His lane This time, be willing to surrender your ALL Bring Him all your cares and daily pain Come to Him and answer His call! Copyright © Trudy Veerman, 1999 PRICELESS THINGS Life holds so many priceless things The falling rain, the wind that sings Each star on a high, a big full moon And sunbeams dancing in your room The river as it rushes on A sunset when day is gone No wealth can buy a mountain tall These priceless things belong to all An autumn tree lends beauty rare With leaves piled deep most everywhere As nature wears a glowing smile to make each day a day worthwhile Could anything be quite as dear As laughing children that we hear The gift of friendship that is ours The miracle of growing flowers Each magic moment, treasured time These priceless gifts are yours and mine - Author Unknown - LOVE Love, they say is patient, Love, they say is kind It sees beyond the faults, For love, they say, is blind. Love does not diminish Or rust and fade with years But gains its strength from time Laughter, joy and tears. Love is God's own gift to us A present from above He gives us peace, He gives us joy, But first He gives us love. - Author Unknown - NEVER Never say I love you If you really don't care Never talk about feelings If they aren't really there Never hold my hand If you are going to break my heart Never say you are going to If you don't plan to start Never look into my eyes If all you do is lie Never say hello If you really mean good bye If you really mean forever Then say you will try Never say forever Cause forever makes me cry - Author Unknown - Live by your own values. Others may think they know best for you, but you're the one who has to live with the consequences of your actions IF YOU STAND VERY STILL If you stand very still in the heart of the woods, you will hear many wonderful things-- the snap of a twig and the wind in the trees and whir of invisible wings, If you stand very still in the turmoil of life and wait for the voice from within you will be led down the quiet pathways of wisdom and peace in a mad world of chaos and din. If you stand very still and hold to your faith you will get all the help that you ask. You will draw from the silence the things that you need -- hope and courage and strength for your task. - Author Unknown - A PLACE FOR ME There is a special place in life, That needs my humble skill, A certain job I'm meant to do, Which no one else can fulfill. The time will be demanding, And the pay is not too good And yet I wouldn't change it for a moment -- even if I could There is a special place in life, A goal I must attain, A dream that I must follow, Because I won't be back again. There is a mark that I must leave, However small it seems to be, A legacy of love for those Who follow after me There is a special place in life, That only I may share, A little path that bears my name, Awaiting me somewhere. There is a hand that I must hold, A word that I must say, A smile that I must give For there are tears to blow away. There is a special place in life that I was meant to fill. A sunny spot where flowers grow, upon a windy hill. There's always a tomorrow and the best is yet to be, And somewhere in this world, I know there is a place for me. -Author Unknown - EACH DAY IS BORROWED Live your life as if there is no tomorrow, Don't go through life with hate or sorrow. Don't spend your days with a frown, Even if everything around you seems to be falling down. Keep your head up high, For all you can do in life is try. If things don't work and make you blue, Just keep smiling no one said it was because of you. Just remember each day is borrowed, So live your life as if there is no tomorrow. - Author Unknown - TOMORROW Tomorrow will forever be A day I most look toward The adventure of a new beginning And a time not yet explored Each day is different than the last And offers something new So walk a path less traveled And get a different view Tomorrow is the hope for more Than what you have today A journey through a time unknown For whatever comes your way Tomorrow is the future Take time to breathe new air Then stop and smell the flowers Along the way somewhere Tomorrow brings just what it will It’s not your choice to make Embrace it though with optimism And, of it, do partake It is a time to start afresh With the coming of the dawn Tomorrow has become today And yesterday is gone © Chuck Pool, 1999 HAND she was born on that most holy day, a bundle of love made from the lord's clay. steady to her feet as she would stand, trying to walk, holding my hand. with each tiny step she'd move further from me, soon growing up to be wise and free. i prayed she would not grow too fast, to remember her family and times past. leaving my home to sing her own song, she'd reach for my hand, but not for long. only with a call would i hear her voice, strong and confident, sure of her choice. now i am here on my last bed, a time to lie and rest my weary head. when out of the dark comes the angelic band, and there sits my daughter, my beloved daughter, holding my hand. Copyright © Smilie@aol.com, 1999 Copyrighted poetry may not be copied, reproduced or used in any way without the express written permission of the author. Thank you for visiting my website. Please visit often since new poetry such as those above, written by talented authors, is being added often - I bribe them. LOL Please vote for my pages by clicking on the little tab on the upper left hand side of any page of my site. I'd appreciate it if you'd sign my Guest Book so that I'll know you've been here. If you prefer, you may send me Email at KisSoSoft@aol.com with your comments, praise, suggestions or even constructive criticism. You may also write directly to any of the authors for whom an Email address has been provided. If you write poetry, have a friend who does or if you know a child who writes (there is a no rejection policy for children's poetry) please send it to me by Email and if I like it, I'll publish it on these pages. No attached files please. It would be helpful if you'd include PYN in the Subject Line of your Email. Thank you. Please visit my other poetry website, Lovin' Angel Creations at http://maxpages.com/lovinangel Thank you. |
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