Poem: Wings.

There’s something delightful
About a bird flying by.

Think about it:
It’s quiet outside
Can only here the light breeze
Not a cloud in the sky
Just the sun through the trees
And a bird flies by
Did you hear its wings?
It’s a miracle, I think

Never heard anything like it.
One of a kind.
How a bundle of feathers
Can make a bird fly.

It makes me think
Of how I want to be
In this life
Soaring above the trees

So small
Yet so strong
To fly so high
For me, in due time

Just like the brightest star
Shines in the blackest night
Is a bird flying
Past a scene so silent

It’s so unique
So serene
So strong
And so free

… This is how I want to be.

THE SUN

I write about what I see
For there’s so much more to view in a scene
Than just colors
And trees.

There are words
And lyrics
Music notes
Colors we can't even believe.
And in a sunset
There are more than all these things…

The sun was majestic tonight
Setting yarely amidst the clouds
That veiled it.

First yellow with happiness
Smiling at you, like it’s never seen the dark
Like it’s never been scarred

Then pink with love
As pink as the roses
Setting deeper and deeper
Just like a love that sinks into a heart

Then orange with passion
Torching the horizon
Almost out of sight
But giving us a last breath

As we drove away
We turned our backs
It bounced off the rearview mirror
… then it was gone.

Gone to another world
Gone to another time
But still left an image in my mind
And a memory on my eyes

Yet the sun never changes
Every day the same
Just, everything else changes
Making it new from whence it came

Although I may change
And I may grow
Every day anew
Happiness. Love. Passion.
I will always be in your heart
With a memory on your eyes

So, baby, wrap your hand in my hand
For I'm not going away
Even though each day is renewed
My sun still rises and sets in. you.

Poem: The River

You can always find me
Down by the river.
Why would anyone wanna be
Anywhere else?

I just want o experience the world
Hear the sounds of nature
See the streams of joy.

You never know where it's going to end
Down by the river
Down by the river.

Dangle your legs
Look left and right.
appreciate where this water came from

I just want to experience the world
Hear the sounds of nature
See the streams of joy

Cuz life is a pearl.
A gem
A jewel
And a crystal blue river.

Poem: Look out the Window

Have you ever looked out the window,
No mater where you are?
And all you see is the big blue sky,
And it doesn't seem so far.

If you don't know, I'm here to say
Your dreams are all up there.
Caught in the clouds and on the moon
And on the sun's flares.

Oh, you can reach and you can touch them
No matter where you are
Just wish and wish and pray above
Wish on a twinkling star.

For the ones that twinkle are the ones that sprinkle
Their dust atop your dreams.
They give them your name
To make these dreams become colorful beams.

So when you catch a floating seed
When on you a butterfly lands
Or when you wish on a twinkling star
Know: you now hold your dreams in your hands.

Get ready for the light

::in response to any sort of mistake/slip up::

Don't let that define you!
You are silver refined 7 times.
You are a diamond being cut and polished.
Let people define you how they want
For you can't change the.
And they CAN'T chand you.
Let their words bounce right off you
Like a backboard to a basketball.
Don't let them score though
And you'll get the rebound every time.
Promise.
You hold the key
To unlock YOUR door.
They can try to touch that handle
But they can't. It'll burn their fingertips
Not yours though.
Walk right in.
It is meant for yo. It is YOUR future.
Take hold of the key.
Unlock the door.
Put on your sunglasses.
Get ready for the light


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Poem: Cards

In the card section at he store
So many encouraging words there are.
There are always problems
Bigger than yours
Just go to the card section
To help you not feel so blue.

Poem: Listen to the Birds Sing

Listen to the birds sing.
They're telling a story, you know.

Watch the sky's shooting stars.
For they've seen the world

Tast the sea's greatness.
It is full of love.

Let's listen to their story;
Of it I can't get enough.

For the birds tell the sky.
All that is has to sing.

And the sky floats to the sea,
Telling the waves everything.

This cycle is one we can watch,
But can only be apart of

When we learn to listen
Listen to the birds sing.

Such a Tiny Offering

What a tiny offering... are our lifted hands towards God. Seriously, we are nothing... we are so small and we deserve death. But we received life.. Cool!

And we lift our hands towards Jesus... thank you Jesus.

With a surrendurred heart.. and hands lifted towards Jesus.. He will come to you desperately, take your hands and pick you up. You are His little child. You are His. And He loves you. Our chains are gone. Praise Jesus

Thank you Lord.