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Singing in the rain

Singing in the rain (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Singin' in the Rain

Singin’ in the Rain (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

"Dancing in the Rain" by John J. Rigo, picture courtesy of tumblr.com

“Dancing in the Rain” by John J. Rigo, picture courtesy of tumblr.com

I am singing in the rain with you.
Our feet dancing between the rain drops.
Our cares belong to tomorrow.
Our hands clenched while skipping over puddles.
Just singing in the rain together.
This is truly what love is all about.
You and me together
with glistening raindrops
upon our laughing faces.
This is our moment of our love together
just singing and dancing
in the rain together.  


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.....is never lost.  Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

…..is never lost. Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

A ship in the sea of life
riding each wave of life
seeking the warm sun of each day.
The beauty of each dream as night falls
is never lost as it heads
toward the curve of each horizon.
Storms will blow
onward do we flow
in love and courage
by His hand.
Tomorrow brings the knowing in His love
the vastness of the ocean
is not so alone.
As long as we believe
we will never be alone.
For His love
surpasses all of this.
This and time beyond
this brief sea of life.          



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“One of Seven Poems of “The Master‘s Series of Poetry.”

On this day
the Master revealed
His greatest gift to mankind.
This gift was rendered on a mountain of stone
reflected on a setting sun
to a multitude of many
in one of the many lessons
given to multitudes in those years. 
The question
that came toward the end of that day
was, “ Master, what is the greatest gift
that God gives to all of us?”  asked the young
man in the multitude of that day.
The Master replied,
“The greatest gift that my Father gives to all
is the secret of Forgiveness.
In rendering forgiveness to ones self
and also forgiveness of others
does a sinner reveal
the keys to heaven
and the eternal Love of our Father.
Forgiveness assures the eternal love of the Father
and being in the arms of His Love forever.”
So said the Master of my life
on this day.

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Courtesy of guardian.co.uk

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

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Courtesy of Google Search….author unknown

I broke your heart.
I know when the deed was done.
I knew then
as I know now
I was in love with you.
More afraid of failure
than giving myself to you.
I still can hear in my soul
the sound of your tears
on the tape from that day.
Two hours of tears and screaming
my name in agony.
I was the center of your agony
in my rejection of your love.
It has been twenty-eight years
since that day.
A day never goes by
that my thoughts turn to you.
In my being
I now know
that the joy I knew with you then
will come again in my death
and hopefully with it
the joy of heaven.
If you are reading this
at this very moment
know this is one
who will always love you.

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January 11th, 2015  Commentary on “Depression” as a US National Illness:  Here we are at the time of the year where depression is ever-increasing to many at this time of the beginning of a new year.  Christmas is behind us and the future seems one of doom and gloom to middle class America.
Before us stands two more years of a President in Obama, who refuses to work with the Republican party in its efforts to bring the country back from the edge of the abyss. More taxes ahead.  More threats from the world-wide terrorist to the US homeland with a harsh reality of multi-9/11 attacks in 2015, with thousands dying. All the while with a President who seems to reach further out to them in a hand of friendship. 
Our only hope as a nation is that thru prayer, we as a nation will regain the favor and blessings of the Creator in saving our country.  Prayer which is there for each of us, in saving each of us, in our own lives.
I have been where you are
a hell of loneliness and despair.
Had I created this place in my past
as you are now
where I was once?
I ask myself what pains cross your mind
as this day of many comes to you?
Do you hunger?
Are you without sleep?
The night only brings fear for your life.
Are you without anyone who cares
where you are this day?
Are you missed?
I too have been where you are.
From ashes of the mind did thou raise me
from a pit of worldly hell.
It was not my talents of mind
nor spirit that lead me from this dark world.
It was my prayers.
You never failed to hear me
when I cried out to you.
When I tried to end this life
you spoke gently to me
asking me to be patient
and wait one more day.
One day lead to another.
Finally the sun began to shine again
in your blessings and your love for me.
Thank you Lord
for giving hope to the hopeless
as you gave to me.
Thank you Lord
for loving me when I was without love.
Yea Lord without your grace
would I now be lost.  

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"A perfect New Year's Eve" on Cedar Creek Lake in East Texas. Copyright 2014 John J. Rigo

“A perfect New Year’s Eve” on Cedar Creek Lake in East Texas. Copyright 2014 John J. Rigo


Courtesy of bloggingprince.blogspot.com

Commentary:  We are preparing for the perfect New Year’s evening at home.  A Fire, a great tender steak, beef sausage, baked potato, with of course, the veggies, all with great Margaritas, me and my Bride.  Blessings and a great New Year’s Eve to my WordPress family! 
We sit quietly 
you and me.
I trace your lips
with the tip of my finger
your smile at my joy comes so easily to you.
The corner of your mouth dimples 
showing a special wrinkle that always speaks 
beauty to me.
The pressure of your lips pressed on my hand 
is warm and safe 
with just a hint of passion 
during a moonlight evening. 
I kiss your neck 
ever so lightly 
with a breath in a rush of air
upon your ears.
You then giggle and start to laugh. 
With the rise of your breasts in a deep breath 
you reach and place your lips 
warm and soft against mine. 
My heart pounds within my being. 
I rest on your chest. 
It is a perfect evening 
with just you and me.

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