I choose to be here; so did you. During the first Earth age, around the time of Satan’s rebellion we had a choice to make. Do we follow satan or be born of women in flesh. I have read different theories such as we not only choose to be born of women we also chooseContinue reading “I Chose to Be Here: So Did You”
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Wife To Be
Soft and gentle, elegant like a sheet flowing in the wind. Her body twirls and swirls in her bare feet. Frolicking like a little girl, flowers in her hair and a warm smile on her face. She motions me to join her in dancing with the sun. I pause not wanting this moment to pass.Continue reading “Wife To Be”
If Animals Could Talk: A Peek Into the Mind of a Toddler
If bugs could talk what would they say? Would they complain the sun is to hot or wish for another day? If birds could talk, what would they tweet? Would they tell us of their favorite spot to eat? Would they talk about what they saw high up in the sky Or maybe tell usContinue reading “If Animals Could Talk: A Peek Into the Mind of a Toddler”
In Your Presence
I love being in your presence The only time this world makes sense. I see the devil’s deeds down every avenue Looking to include the next name in his list Another one that went amissAnd didn’t listen to God’s promises My favorite spot is in Your presence,the only time this world makes sense. So manyContinue reading “In Your Presence”
The Way to God
Thank you GodSo much for thisI can’t express enoughJust how thankful I am for this.Even when it’s tough.I know now why I’m doing this.I know just why I’m here.It hasn’t been the smoothest road.But the way to You is clear. The Way to God Reblog! Short and oh so very sweet. Great poem!
Hold Me Tight
I enjoy writing by hand and prefer it over typing. I especially enjoy a good glass dip pens but I have only used mine a handful of times. It is simply a huge task to undertake with small children running around and I really hate cleaning up ink. I like writing in cursive and printContinue reading “Hold Me Tight”
Oh How Sweet
Another attempt at a free verse poem. Oh how sweetis the sound of pitter patter feet. When you’ve been told it would never be reality. To be barren and without child, when one desires is a pain like no other; it burns like a thousand fires. A hurt deep within the soulthat only a womanContinue reading “Oh How Sweet”
Greed & Corruption
I enjoy reading free verse poetry but have never liked the way I wrote it. It would always seem sloppy and like something was missing. Despite my critical eye I have written this free verse poem. I enjoyed creating it but the occasional rhyme still leaped out from time to time. I hope my readersContinue reading “Greed & Corruption”
June Newsletter
footsteps
Not my words, this is a reblog, but it was so beautifully written I had to share. people posit following footstepsis a tried and true approachbut beyond broad metaphorical strokeshow could i follow in your footsteps your boots and shoes and feetwere clear enough to seeyet i followed not your feetfor there were different pathsContinue reading “footsteps”