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If I must go
and you will stay.
If it be
but a little while.
 
I take with me
the feel of your lips
upon mine.
 
The smell of your hair.
The gentle sound of your breathe.
The yearning press of your body
against mine.
 
Hold the belief
my dear one
that this earth
will fall away.
 
In so doing
will eternity
be our forever
home.  

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After all this time
my mind still turns to you.
Our love embers still burning
in the halls of my memories of you.
 
Still reaching for the feel of you
next to me.
The sweet smell of you
the sound of your sleeping breath
bringing peace to my aching soul.
 
Where ever you may be this morning
know out there in the cold cold night
there is one who loves you
beyond all that is precious to me.
After all this time
I still love you.   

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If I could create the perfect poem
my poem would remove sorrow from the world.
It would bring smiles where there were tears.
Mend broken hearts and return love again.
 
The perfect poem 
would replace all loneliness
with the Joy of God’s Love.
Friends would never be lost again
but be eternal in their friendships with us.
 
Each day would start with the songs of birds.
Each night would end with the sighs of night.
Every soul would find God
and never again be separated from His Love.
 
Every kiss would be with true love
and never of betrayal.
The Devil would be finally destroyed by God.
We would all reign in Paradise in the mist of joy
……………………..forever.
 
 
 

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One day

We will walk the path of light.

Unsure if our Lord will be pleased with us.

 

Will we be met with an embrace of Love

or will we see disappointment in the Face of our Saviour?

 

Least we forget the gifts of our Lord.

Will we be judged

on how we shared His gifts?

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Sometimes it pays to look back on our lives.
In so doing
we can then take time
to count our blessings.
 
Today after a run to our local post office
I decided to detour to my old home within
a few miles of my completed task.
 
The house is now an old frame
which was terribly run down.
It was built in the early 1900’s.
 
I remember the day well
moving into that house
that I freshly painted
as a newly married young man
of twenty-eight.
  
With my new bride came three step-children
ages six, eight and going on ten; two boys and a girl.
I had no previous experience as a Father.
 
My new wife was a secretary for a local construction company.
I had just started as a salesman  for a local Ford dealership in town.
My average paycheck in 1970 was under four hundred a month.
 
The house was just off College street in McKinney, Texas.
We financed $6,5oo on the purchase of that home.
Five people in a three small bedroom room home
with the grand total
of one bathroom.
 
Since those days and our divorce almost fourteen years latter
shortly after the graduation of my step-daughter from Baylor College
with a Master’s degree in Music
much water has passed
under that olde’ bridge.
 
Today, that step-daughter is dead
killed by a hit and run driver.
The oldest boy I never did hear from again
after his graduation from North Texas.
 
I recently came across his picture on the net.
It seemed from the picture he had lost most of his good looks.
Age 50 is now facing him after living a loser’s life. 
Rumor has it that his wife divorced him
within a few years of their marriage.
 
As to the youngest one
who today should be in his mid forties
perhaps is currently in Huntsville prison.
He is gay and is kept from other prisoners
seems he is HIV positive.
 
Today as a senior
I now look at my bride of almost twenty years
grow more beautiful in my eyes each day.
 
I count each day
the many blessings that have come to me
since those days
almost forty years ago.
 
I am reminded today
in a bill that came in the mail today
a monthly bill to keep the lawn
at my second home on the lake
is more than the commissions I drew
as a car salesman back in those days.
 
God is great.
My blessings are beyond every dream 
I have ever held.
 
Thank you Lord
for this day
and the life you have rendered me
A life that came to me
after I finally gave my life to you
almost thirty years ago.  
 

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Sometimes a tear comes to my eye.
At first, I know not why.
Then it comes
the links of the past.
 
Moments of tenderness
of love
that seen imprinted
forever in my soul.
 
It has not been with so much as one
but many
in the links together
in a chain of life.
 
Some moments were of extreme sadness
some joy beyond belief
some with the surprise of a child
in discovering something.
 
A light ignited within me
that before, was not there.
It was just a moment
a look into the eyes of another
that said that these few seconds
were very special.
A touch unlike no other.
 
The tear is for the longing of such moments
and time spend
in just loving another
in those special ways
that will never go away.
 

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There is a happy place in my mind.
A place of loving memories.
A place where I have experienced love from another.
It is a place that belongs to no other.
It cannot be taken from me.
 
The joyful light that fills that room
cannot be clicked off by anyone.
It was a more gentle time in my life.
A time when another made me feel special.
Their words were kind
their touch was with love.
 
It is the place I am
when you ask me,
“what are you thinking?”
You see
in this place there is no meanest
no words of hurt upon my soul
no seeming lack of thought.
 
You created this special place for me.
It was built word by word by you.
Words of discouragement.
Words of anger.
Words of bitterness.
Finally you reached a point
that you completedly ripped out my heart.
 
In this place
I again
find my heart.
A heart that now remembers
what it was like
to be truly loved
by another.
 

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The question that comes to our minds

is one that asks of the why of our existence.

Many would lead us to believe in only their way to understand.

Each of us are as individual as each star that burns in the heavens.

Each made in His image to sing as a choir of His Love and Praises.

 

The paths to finding ourselves in knowing His Love are many.

Do not be discouraged by the selfish ends of many

or those who make fun and light of your way of praising the Lord.

The Lord’s knowledge of His Love did not end with the Bible

or any other works that come before you.

Continue on your path of discovery

without discouragement.

 

Continue to write your poems of your love of the Lord.

Continue to sing the songs of your love that are created by His inspiration.

For His Love is everlasting and never-ending in its song and words.

Remember you are never alone in sharing your praises of Love with Him.

 

He will be there long after all those who attempted to hurt you

and discourage you

are long gone from this earth

as well as the heavenly place

He has waiting for you.  

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Within each of us,
lies an unnamed magic.
We are like shining mirror,
reflecting the beauty,
the eternal power of creation,
of our Lord and God.
We are His perfection,
in His creation.
Our Lord’s every joy
abounds in us.
Have faith and believe.
The joy and wonder,
of our eternities,
lies before us,
in the wonder of His work.

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