Sunday, August 5, 2012
"HER BIRTHDAY"...
March 6th..
"HER" BIRTHDAY...
Ahh ya, today is the day "SHE" sets a side..
Sets a side, but also should I say
Collides.
.
With her alter ego who can't catch a break..
Cuz that "fat cow" is all about what she ate..
If it was up to "HER".. She'd eat everything in sight..
Well, of course, she's not all that bright..
She'd eat everything from morning to night..
And wouldn't even put up
a decent fight..March 6th..
"HER" BIRTHDAY...
Ahh ya, today is the day "SHE" sets a side..
Sets a side, but also should I say
Collides.
.
With her alter ego who can't catch a break..
Cuz that "fat cow" is all about what she ate..
If it was up to "HER".. She'd eat everything in sight..
Well, of course, she's not all that bright..
She'd eat everything from morning to night..
And wouldn't even put up
a decent fight..
Donuts, pastry, pasta and
Cakes..
She'd probably eat it if it was
All Fake...
If it was up to "HER".. she'd spend most of her time..
Feeding her pie hole and not thinking about the climb...
Of the scales as it keeps
reading higher and higher..
Til her mid section looks like a tire..
Thank God.. I'm in control ..
At least that what I think
As she's eating another roll!!
Good grief! I have to get her attention ..
But WAIT, STOP .. It's her birthday today..
So I guess I'll let her have her
Own Way!!
She's suppressed me ..
I'm out of her head..
Been that way since
she got out of bed..
So I guess I will give her
this one stinkin' day..
To eat, drink and be merry
and let her have her way..
Come tomorrow.. I'll come back with a vengeance ..
And will be back to normal with good conscious ..
Cuz, if I let her loose everyday for the rest of her life..
I'd have to cut her throat with a dull kitchen knife!!
I don't want to go back to being
Fat!!
I like my jeans a size "6" to be exact!!
Happy Birthday to me !!
March 6, 1948
Donuts, pastry, pasta and
Cakes..
She'd probably eat it if it was
All Fake...
If it was up to "HER".. she'd spend most of her time..
Feeding her pie hole and not thinking about the climb...
Of the scales as it keeps
reading higher and higher..
Til her mid section looks like a tire..
Thank God.. I'm in control ..
At least that what I think
As she's eating another roll!!
Good grief! I have to get her attention ..
But WAIT, STOP .. It's her birthday today..
So I guess I'll let her have her
Own Way!!
She's suppressed me ..
I'm out of her head..
Been that way since
she got out of bed..
So I guess I will give her
this one stinkin' day..
To eat, drink and be merry
and let her have her way..
Come tomorrow.. I'll come back with a vengeance ..
And will be back to normal with good conscious ..
Cuz, if I let her loose everyday for the rest of her life..
I'd have to cut her throat with a dull kitchen knife!!
I don't want to go back to being
Fat!!
I like my jeans a size "6" to be exact!!
Happy Birthday to me !!
March 6, 1948
ROCKED SANG AND PRAYED...
.
I have an old rocking chair
that sits in a corner in
My bedroom..
A chair I used to rock, sing and pray .. At night, by the light of late night moon..
My children's fevered brows..
Their restless moans , I soothed their fears somehow...
Their listless bodies in my arms..
At my breast I kept them safe and warm..
The living room was dark as I rocked and sang old hymns..
Filtered light through our picture window as trees leaves danced and skimmed..
No one but God, the sick child and me..
I prayed fervently .. Relinquishing our spirits free..
"Dear God , this child is so ill ..
Please touch him ,sweet Jesus, Please", I'd pray, "if you will"..
Our bonded souls united..
My fears and woes subsided..
Those nights in that darkened room..
I prayed , rocked and sang.. There was no sadness or no gloom..
My child lay rested safe from harm ..
I placed him into my Masters arms..
Just pure untainted fearless calm..
As he wrapped the child with His healing balm..
A taste of heaven's pure holy place..
My child rests as I seek His face..
Those were memories I've kept in store..
The times I rocked,sang and prayed at heavens door..
He came to meet me with each child I cried..
"Dear Jesus , please Heal and bless this Child"..
He always answered with His still small voice..
My heart reassured my soul rejoiced..
"I am here .. I hear your prayer"..
"Rest now mother" as He touched and cared..
"This child I Love more than even you"..
"I've come to heal , You know this to be true"..
"For tomorrow will bring a bright new dawn"..
Just then the fevered brow, miraculously gone..
Bright red cheeks are pale again..
The child's broad smile and strength regained ..
"Thank you Jesus".. I whispered loud..
. "My faith renewed", I said "I have no doubt"..
I am older now.... My children grown..
They now have children of their own..
I still remember those nights so still ...
Sitting in that old rocking chair ..
With each small child so ill...
Wasn't it just yesterday I Sang, Rocked and Prayed.. When He came and met us.. I was not afraid.. Patsy McNutt Morgan Written on 03/11/11 Revised on 02/27/12
A chair I used to rock, sing and pray .. At night, by the light of late night moon..
My children's fevered brows..
Their restless moans , I soothed their fears somehow...
Their listless bodies in my arms..
At my breast I kept them safe and warm..
The living room was dark as I rocked and sang old hymns..
Filtered light through our picture window as trees leaves danced and skimmed..
No one but God, the sick child and me..
I prayed fervently .. Relinquishing our spirits free..
"Dear God , this child is so ill ..
Please touch him ,sweet Jesus, Please", I'd pray, "if you will"..
Our bonded souls united..
My fears and woes subsided..
Those nights in that darkened room..
I prayed , rocked and sang.. There was no sadness or no gloom..
My child lay rested safe from harm ..
I placed him into my Masters arms..
Just pure untainted fearless calm..
As he wrapped the child with His healing balm..
A taste of heaven's pure holy place..
My child rests as I seek His face..
Those were memories I've kept in store..
The times I rocked,sang and prayed at heavens door..
He came to meet me with each child I cried..
"Dear Jesus , please Heal and bless this Child"..
He always answered with His still small voice..
My heart reassured my soul rejoiced..
"I am here .. I hear your prayer"..
"Rest now mother" as He touched and cared..
"This child I Love more than even you"..
"I've come to heal , You know this to be true"..
"For tomorrow will bring a bright new dawn"..
Just then the fevered brow, miraculously gone..
Bright red cheeks are pale again..
The child's broad smile and strength regained ..
"Thank you Jesus".. I whispered loud..
. "My faith renewed", I said "I have no doubt"..
I am older now.... My children grown..
They now have children of their own..
I still remember those nights so still ...
Sitting in that old rocking chair ..
With each small child so ill...
Wasn't it just yesterday I Sang, Rocked and Prayed.. When He came and met us.. I was not afraid.. Patsy McNutt Morgan Written on 03/11/11 Revised on 02/27/12
IN THE SHELTER OF ANGELS WINGS...
She was incredibly shy and no bigger than a minute..
Her world was small , not many people would she allow in it..
Her family meant more to her than she could utter or express..
They were her world, her life.. They were just simply the best ..
Then one day when she was no more than five years old ..
A tragedy occurred, a fire, to the family home as now this story unfolds..
Already emotionally inept, the small girl was taken from her family ..
Her parents had decided to have her stay with a neighbor, a very poor facsimile ..
She started to withdraw, would not eat and became quite weak ..
She missed her parents, her sisters, her older and younger brothers .. So shy, so scared, she couldn't even speak..
The Dr came and said .. " this child is grieving ..
She misses her family she feels alone, that is why she is not speaking"...
Alone she cried for days for someone to hear her ..
It was then she felt his touch, His gentle spirit ,
heard the rustle of his wings as he moved and stirred...
In her imagination this felt real..
As she laid in bed, alone ,
Her angel was hard to conceal ..
In desperation, she knew she was not alone, so she whispered to her Angel...
" I know you are here to help me feel better", she said so careful ..
She asked if he would take her to his side and wrap his wings around her?
She felt his gentle touch , his loving arms ,then his wings unfurled ..
He held her close, his wings wrapped tightly around her frail body..
She felt secure, alone no more, He gave her comfort... As I recall now, so profoundly..
Patsy McNutt Morgan
02/23/12
Her world was small , not many people would she allow in it..
Her family meant more to her than she could utter or express..
They were her world, her life.. They were just simply the best ..
Then one day when she was no more than five years old ..
A tragedy occurred, a fire, to the family home as now this story unfolds..
Already emotionally inept, the small girl was taken from her family ..
Her parents had decided to have her stay with a neighbor, a very poor facsimile ..
She started to withdraw, would not eat and became quite weak ..
She missed her parents, her sisters, her older and younger brothers .. So shy, so scared, she couldn't even speak..
The Dr came and said .. " this child is grieving ..
She misses her family she feels alone, that is why she is not speaking"...
Alone she cried for days for someone to hear her ..
It was then she felt his touch, His gentle spirit ,
heard the rustle of his wings as he moved and stirred...
In her imagination this felt real..
As she laid in bed, alone ,
Her angel was hard to conceal ..
In desperation, she knew she was not alone, so she whispered to her Angel...
" I know you are here to help me feel better", she said so careful ..
She asked if he would take her to his side and wrap his wings around her?
She felt his gentle touch , his loving arms ,then his wings unfurled ..
He held her close, his wings wrapped tightly around her frail body..
She felt secure, alone no more, He gave her comfort... As I recall now, so profoundly..
Patsy McNutt Morgan
02/23/12
B. R. A. T.
Connotatively speaking I have changed the word B.R.A.T.
Let me explain, so to be exact ..
When we spoke this word . You misunderstood..
Oh Please let me interpret, explain, clear the air, If I could ?
"B" stands for BEAUTY.. My dear, it fits you Absolutely ..
"R" stands for "Ridiculous".. The argument we had, Made no sense, it is clearly,
"R I D I C U L O U S..
"A" stands for "Adult".. Could we please!! " be adult"..
not Sit, Sulk, and not talk..
"T" stands for " Time".. Yes, we are wasting..
Precious time, you and me..
So FORGIVE ME!!
I misspoke .. This is what I meant when those
words came out of me..
Yes, you are a (spell) B. R. A. T.
Look above .. It is plain to see !!
Mom
07/29/12
Let me explain, so to be exact ..
When we spoke this word . You misunderstood..
Oh Please let me interpret, explain, clear the air, If I could ?
"B" stands for BEAUTY.. My dear, it fits you Absolutely ..
"R" stands for "Ridiculous".. The argument we had, Made no sense, it is clearly,
"R I D I C U L O U S..
"A" stands for "Adult".. Could we please!! " be adult"..
not Sit, Sulk, and not talk..
"T" stands for " Time".. Yes, we are wasting..
Precious time, you and me..
So FORGIVE ME!!
I misspoke .. This is what I meant when those
words came out of me..
Yes, you are a (spell) B. R. A. T.
Look above .. It is plain to see !!
Mom
07/29/12
WHAT MAKES ME CRY...
WHAT MAKES ME CRY ..
What makes me cry and especially feel bad
So much so, it makes me feel
Sad..
To look at my family and know
Somethings wrong..
Fractured relationships, hurt feelings, going on way too
Long..
Bitter disagreements, hateful comments , unforgiving
Past..
In disrepair, how long will this
Last??
My heart wants true interface
With hearts on the table.
I know you can do this and make your relationships stable..
Angry words can be said to begin the exchange..
But love and forgiveness in the end this must
reign..
I know what has transpired,
I know how this started..
Years have gone on by now ,
This is why you have parted..
Hate has no place in this family
I say..
Put this behind you .. Say ,"I forgive You"..
OKay?
More than that you must mean it, Let it go ..
Let God be the judge..
Or this ongoing situation can or
Never will budge..
Break down this Wall of contention..
Break down the barriers of false pretension ..
Live in peace , Love one another
I do want it so ..
I pray for that peace and Loves
Afterglow..
If I don't see in my lifetime
I'll pray from above..
"Love in peace with one another .. Live together with LOVE!!"
Patsy McNutt Morgan
02/26/11
LAYERS...
Layers..
I find we humans are a lot like an onion..
After cleaning away the brown papery
outer lining to start..
outer lining to start..
We now are now getting into the
The most interesting part..
First, we initially see
the outer exterior..
Looks are important..
but certainly not to be that superior..
but certainly not to be that superior..
Some are gorgeous,
some are homely,
some are average..
some are homely,
some are average..
But looks shouldn't matter..
It still can be used
Regardless it can be salvaged..
Still, Looks shouldn't matter,
but to some.. it is as far as it
Regardless it can be salvaged..
Still, Looks shouldn't matter,
but to some.. it is as far as it
goes..
Those with those good looks,
it's all that matters, and it
it's all that matters, and it
shows..
Let 's go a little deeper to the
next layer to see..
next layer to see..
What a person has to offer..
If you please..
The intellect of a person is a must..
Some smart, some stupid, then some trust--
That they think they are intellectual ,
have some knowledge , they get by..
have some knowledge , they get by..
Hate to say it again , it's a small
portion of the pie..
portion of the pie..
Next layer is the spiritual .. Now
we are getting somewhere..
We see the..agnostics, spiritualists, Elders,
Atheists, pastors, priests, Imams..
ALL In prayer..
But are they really as God would have them to be?
Seeking wisdom brought down thru the ages
You see..
Do they seek the Wisdom of God and achieve..
Or is it more ritualistic and show their faith to believe?
So many will falter and fail..by their good works
will whether and die...
will whether and die...
"For God sent His only begotten
Son"..
To die for all who repent an souls as they cry..
"Forgive me Lord, for I am a sinner .. Come into my heart;
Forgive and make me whole"..
"It is Your blood that redeems and washes away my sins, I have been told"..
"Make me clean as a new born child"..
"For it is you , Dear Jesus, that I believe I will be
Reconciled"..
With that simple trust and obey,
I believe..
Will take you to be with Him in the presence of God, it Has been
concieved..
So the last of these layers is the SOUL of a person,
Please understand..
And if you have not said that prayer giving redemption ..
it is Now, my dear one , take His hand..
Do not let another day pass ..
Fall on your knees and ask,
God to forgive your sinfulness and be forgiven at last !!
Let your soul sing through
Let your soul sing through
Each layer of your being..
"Praise the redeemer, sweet Jesus, I know now what I am seeing"..
It's Pure Love !! for my blind eyes are gone ..
I will sing with the angels
a beautiful song..
"Praise be to God in the Highest,
My soul's been forgiven..
Thru His Son Jesus, he died
in my stead"..
"I will honor and give Him my life.. now and forever til my time on earth's
final bed "...
Patsy McNutt Morgan
02/26/11
GRAND CANYON AND BEYOND...
Grand Canyon and Beyond..
(03-11 to 3-21-11)
I am so impressed with what I saw mile after mile..
It's altered landscape made me
Giggle and Smile..
From dry sagebrush, cactuses
To the mountains with
Junipers..
To Red Rock formations reaching
High like an odd shaped
Character ..
The Grand Canyon and all it's natural rugged beauty..
Is so hard to explain and describe in words so absolutely ..
It's massive destructive landscaped by the Colorado River..
Of millions of years like a massive chopping cleaver..
Chopping and showing it's
depth mile long Canyon..
Colors and shades your mind
can't imagine ..
My first sight was moving
and Really quite touching ..
I wept at it's beauty ,
touched by God's Grandeur..
I cannot explain it's
breathtaking enormity..
Nor can I say of it's
spectacular superiority ..
My senses were stunned by
how gorgeous and immense..
I was taken aback by
it's magnitude and contents ..
I will have to return to
this glorious Sight..
Where God spoke with His artistry of earth's natural plight..
Mile after scenic mile the colors of this heaven on earth..
When "in the beginning" God created this scene to tell of It's birth..
I have no doubt from
whense it began ..
For it's layer upon layer
as it tells of it's land..
Centuries show of indian folklore..
Centuries show of indian folklore..
Etched on it's walls
as tells of it's core ..
Never negate what it
says in it's beauty..
God's majesty at work,
it is so absolute ..
I was moved beyond words
so moved by God's work..
That my spirit rejoiced I knew the moment I looked..
Again I am reminded
that God is in charge..
The universe is His, for
it's massive and large ..
Never will I doubt or wonder again..
Just look at this Canyon
.. be assured of His plan..
Written on 03/23/11
Revised on 02/26/12
JARED MATTHEW
Jared Matthew
09-17-82
Just one more child, I said to myself, just one more..
It's been how many years since I
Had a baby to adore ??
I was so excited to plan and have you ..
Add one more to the "Morgan
Crew"..
Before I could even get those words from thought and mind..
Here your were ..a baby boy
So fine!!
"Jared Matthew".. so fair, healthy and cute!!
From your head to your tiny
Little foot!!
You were always a joy as a little
Boy..
Didn't need to play with a lot of
Toys..
Happy, adventurous, cute and smart..
Has always been that way from the very start..
Now that you are older trying to figure out your life..
Has always loved his world without turmoil and strife..
Always reaching for 'something new'..
Loves and has traveled..crossed the ocean blue...
Happy and content wherever he is..
Singing karaoke, making new friends..or minding his own
Biz..
Jared thinks well of himself with confidence galore..
Has always managed to open new doors..
Full of wonderment, joy, can be a little scattered...
Dresses and wears the style that
Flatters..
Full of energy, colorful and sweet..
Studies hard, who can compete..
I am not quite sure he knows where his life will take him..
But bet your bottom dollar,
His cup runneth over so over the brim!!
I am anxious to see what will be his fate..
Have no doubt he'll open every
gate..
He tackles life uncertainties with an open mind..
His eagerness is difficult and hard to find..
Keep your adventure, wonder
and charisma, dear child of
Mine..
There's no one quite like you and that's a fact..
I Love everything about you..
I'll sign a pact..
God be close as you journey through life ..
It can be difficult and can cut like a knife ..
So my prayers go with you Jared, wherever you go..
Never lose your way, seek the guidance of friend and foe..
For the wisdom of others help guide your path .
Be brave, be strong and be certain of God's eternal wrath..
For He Loves you more than you could possibly grasp..
I know by faith He Loves you
Dearly..
Open your heart and mind,
Know his words securely..
He's knocking gently on your heart's door, dear one..
I pray you'll open and accept His Son..
He's more than any adventure you seek on earth ..
Eternity is certain for you
on heaven's turf !!
Beyond the poem:
A message from Mom
My Love for you immense Jared!!
I Love everything about you and I believe in your dreams!! Keep on going ..reach to the stars and beyond!! Don't ever give up.. Even when the going gets tough!!
Love,
Mom
Patsy McNutt Morgan
09/11/11
Written on 02/24/11
KINDNESS. .
KINDNESS...
*WHERE does KINDNESS take me?"
*WHAT does KINDNESS show me?"
*WHEN KINDNESS is shared, how does it make a difference?"
*HOW does an act KINDNESS
help?"
KINDNESS takes me to others who need my help..
KINDNESS takes me down and
off the shelf..
KINDNESS has shown me that without it...
Life and people can be cruel
Unbearable, sarcastic..
KINDNESS , when shared..
Brings levity, light
and warmness..
A belief that life is worth living..
Otherwise, there is only
Heartbreak in a world
of darkness..
An act of KINDNESS brings shelter, food,
a smile, a shoulder..
KINDNESS brings people together and the world
a lot less colder..
"Simple Acts of KINDNESS"..
It is answers without
any clues..
It is the only and right
thing to do..
So make someone's day ..
Give them a hand..
It will feel more than okay..
Matthew 15 :29-33 (Jesus
Filled with Compassion, KINDNESS and Love.. Feeds the Four thousand.)
Patsy McNutt Morgan
02/24/11
Saturday, August 4, 2012
SIMPLE ACTS OF KINDNESS ...
SIMPLE ACTS OF KINDNESS...
Why is it that simple acts of kindness are not so easy..
When you think about it..
Acts of kindness should be breezy..
Delightfully given, charitably driven,
carefully done to start ..
carefully done to start ..
Acts of kindness always should
be from a thoughtful and loving heart..
be from a thoughtful and loving heart..
Loads of Love and easy to cart..
Brilliantly connived .. Superiorly
given to whoever it imparts..
.
To bring joy to the soul..
And a song to console..
Pleasures immense ..
Always intense ..
Gloriously Profuse ..
There's actually no excuse....
May we always think of others first..
There are many who need to be
Nursed...
Many who need a helping hand ..
And many more who could stand..
A soft hand to hold..
A shoulder to cry,
So big and bold..
Just to be a good friend..
To the bitter end..
Never to face adversity alone ..
This person should be cloned ..
To serve and cater to others
without payback..
To know they'll pick up
the slack..
Always got your back ..
Isn't that's how you want to be?
A caring example of the first
Degree!!
I know that's who I want to
Be,,
A person you can count on ..
Don't you agree ??
Don't you agree ??
So let's change the world ,
You and me..
Forever caring and sharing
to those in need..
So let's do this ..
It should be our
solemn plea..
"SIMPLE ACT OF KINDNESS "...
Patsy McNutt Morgan
03/11/11
FIRST MORNING LIGHT...
FIRST MORNING LIGHT..
Today I woke up early , before first morning light..
Much on my mind , there was no ray of light ..
Family on my mind, each child with life's burdens, turns and twists..
I lift them one by one before the throne of Grace..
I pray them health and answers, to recognize their God given
Gifts ..
That they too can have the knowledge that they have a special place ..
To seek the wisdom of the Father and his Son who gave his life ..
So that they can always know the peace with each circumstance and strife ..
So as I feel and see the morning light appear..
My prayers and burdens said and whispered..
The weight of each seem to disappear..
So thank you Heavenly Father,
My Saviour and my Light..
I start my day anew knowing fully
It will be alright ..
Thank You precious Lord , I give my day to you ..
Trod my path ahead so I can face each step so true..
2 Samuel : 37
WHO IS SHE??
She stops by every morning and always wants to stay late ..
I see her in the mirror or as I pass a window glass..
She always stays in stride with me ..
God knows I try to pass ..
She's crazy as a coot, she laughs at all my jokes..
If I didn't know much better, she could be related to MY folks..
Her hair is getting thin and she colors it ta-boot!!
What ? She thinks it makes her
Younger? I've got news for her..
IT DON'T !!
Her boobs are long and saggy,
her lips are creased and deep..
her lips are creased and deep..
She is older than she thinks,
My gawd, she's such a creep !!
I try with all that's in me, to ditch
Ol' Granny Tag a Long..
But everywhere I turn,
she's right where I belong..
she's right where I belong..
" Oh my goodness Gracious"
" Oh My Stars , Good Grief"
For me there is no rest..
For me there is NO PEACE!!
(My gawd, she talks like me)...
She's with me all day long..
She's with me night time too ..
I try to run and hide.. BUT,
She never has a clue..
So tomorrow when I wake and start
another day ..
I am hoping she got lost,
It is all what I want and pray !!
THE SMALL WONDERFUL THINGS IN LIFE...
“Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler.”
--Albert Einstein
Why bother with more than the small wonderful things in life?
Why bother with the monstrosities and life lacking enormities of strife..
Zero in on the beautiful child that has just learned to smile..
Or your brother who just ran an extra mile..
How about the twinkle in your grandfather's eye for his
loving wife...
For all the years they spent together..
You can't cut that happiness
with a knife..
No my friend, it is the small tangible touch of a raindrop..
The air we breath after a sweet summer rain..
Fresh cut flowers on the dinner table from Mom's garden..
So simple and plain..
White fluffy clouds dancing effortlessly in the sky above..
While you walk blissfully down a country road..
Free from disorder and a lackluster world without love..
It takes me away, far away from the world troubles so cold..
So next time a person or the pressures of life get you down..
Remember to look at the beautiful
side of life that is just beyond your door and easily found..
You can leave it all behind in moments thought or a single bound ..
Get away from the life that seems to get you down..
"It is the small wonderful things in life "..
They don't cost a dime and it is the best seat in town..
"Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, "Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you."
(Hebrews 13:5)
Patsy McNutt Morgan
10/01/11
GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY BREAD...
*****GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY BREAD...
I have so much I need to pray about today..
So much turmoil, misunderstanding,
unkindness and cruelity .
Yes, dear Lord , so much to I need to say ..
How do we get through each heartache without YOU near to guide our paths complete ..
Many do not know or wish to know., how cleansing it is to pray and leave it at your feet..
So humbly I pray for those who need your bread that fills and feeds the
our mortal souls..
That brilliant light that sheds truth upon our paths as life brings hardships and takes it toll..
Give us your strength when life brings tears and untold sorrows we can hardly bare..
Without your touch and loving ways we are like the blind from all who care..
Bring justice and patience to us in need..
Who are quick to judge and are missing that essential
key ..
May I always feel the sorrow of my neighbors burdens
and pain..
And never lose sight of your
Love I have been given
and gained..
For if it wasn't for the pain of Your suffering on Calvary..
It would all be in vain, an empty
vessel, given so unsatisfactorily ..
So God I pray for all who suffer, who need your Love in their lives today .
For it is in your precious name I do solemnly pray..
That I may reach and bring your bread to a starving man..
To give him strength .. It is because of You that I know I can..
Matthew 6: 9-13
John 6:51
( NETHUGS PUBLISHED)
MY FRIEND...
MY FRIEND..
My friend, I am so glad you are and stayed my friend..
You have always been there for me, right through the bitter end..
My friend, you've held my hand
through sadness and my tears..
You never turn away ..
when others disappeared...
My friend you've never judged me when my opinions were loudly spoken..
You just smiled and shook your head..
Our bond was never
broken...
My friend when others caved and left me for another..
You, my friend, stayed true..
while others didn't bother..
My friend you've given me respect, sometimes I don't deserve ..
That is what I mean, true friendship at every turn..
My friend the years have flown so quickly I sadly say..
We grew old together,
Weren't we young just only yesterday..
My friend you may be someone I met the other day...
We knew in just an instant, we'd be friends to stay...
My friend it matters not when our journey started..
Your friendship means so much
I am so glad we never parted..
** this poem was written to my true friends I have cherished over the years of my life ..
You have given me strength in good times and bad..
You have accepted me, warts and all, without a question or a doubt ..
I realize I haven't always been easy to love ... But, you gave support even though we may have
disagreed !!! That my friend, is the test of true friendship .. To agree to diagree!!
I LOVE YOU.. " MY FRIEND"..
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