I heard the name Jesus when I was a childI was taught of the man who died on the cross for me Still yet I struggled with the ways of the world and some choices I still wear the shame. God my father, you taught me and something inside always sought thee, Never straying tooContinue reading “The Name of Jesus”
Category Archives: Poems
My Love
Two hearts destined to meet.All doubts determined to defeat. Two opposite worlds collide as love grows stronger inside. We are both from a different storybut we can make it work don’t worry. It’s not been perfect, it’s not been easy. Some days are hard and just too busy. But no matter the struggle, no matterContinue reading “My Love”
His Tiny Hands
His tiny hands wrap around mine.His way in the world he is trying to find. As his footsteps grow stronger,my hand he needs no longer. Slowly but surely he will drift away,oh how I dread that day. When he becomes a manwith the whole world in his hand. I’ll look back and see them stressfulContinue reading “His Tiny Hands”
Society
Society Tick tock tick tock my mind focuses on the clock. I know soon I will be in a place called society, to the edge with anxiety. My chest hurts and I can not breath.Does anyone else see whats happening beneath? Wait! Stop! Take a deep breath.I shouldn’t feel like I am playing with death.Continue reading “Society”
My World
My world I close my eyes and I go into another dimension. The real world is held in suspension. Anything thing can happen, any thing can be, all I have to do is let my mind run free. A break from the everyday race, here I can go at my own pace. I take aContinue reading “My World”
My secret keeper
My Secret Keeper I came to you with my story.You held me in all your glory.You told me not to worry.All my sins would wash away.God you are my redeemer.My great and powerful teacher. You are God of creationsand always so gracious. You spoke life into my souland love into my heart. I used toContinue reading “My secret keeper”
Why I Write
My pen glides smoothly over the pages and my mind takes delight in the sight. Each line is soothing as they bring my thoughts to life. My bridled tongue pursuing the words tucked away. Each paragraph oozing as my emotions come to play. Ink splatters on the pages diffusing the chaos in my head. ReleasingContinue reading “Why I Write”
