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On this page you will find poetry from my friends and other poetry I've come across on the web that I enjoyed. Enjoy their poetry as much as I have.
 
 


  Have you ever wondered?

Have you ever wondered if God answers prayers?
Have you ever wondered if God really cares?
Have you ever wondered why He makes you cry?
To make sure you know Jesus died.
Have you ever wondered if you dare
That He does answer your prayers.
He answers them every time
So keep yourself in line.
He answers you no matter how big or small
If you should care at all.
He answers every prayer
Because he takes the time to care.
God loves you no matter what you do or say
if he didn't you wouldn't be here today.
So if you should ever wonder again
Just listen up for him.
He will always be there because God does care
So send him all your prayers.

By Liz Bargabos
2000

 

Who Are You?
You are the twinkle in my eyes in the evening
The radiance on my face like the morning sun
Who are you?
You are the cool serenity of contentment in the furrows of my mind
You calm the turbulence that sneaks up from behind
Who are you?
You are the soft caress …the quick little giggle, when I tickle
Your lips are so soft and inviting
Your eyes do sparkle and talk without breaking the silence
The silence of contentment of just holding you close to me
Who are you?
You are the beauty that I see when I look down at the pillow
and see the peaceful smile peeking out…
Peeking out hand in hand with the sparkle of your eyes
All framed with locks of blond/brunette hair
Who are you?
You are so tender and caring and yet have the heart of a lioness
So young at heart that it gives me a start
Who are you?
You are the one I can talk to and feel good and comfortable with
The one I like to listen to music with
the one I want to spend time with
Even if it’s time doing nothing
Nothing but relaxing
Who are you?
Keep me close to your heart and let us explore
explore each other and life together
You are the one that makes me want to live life to the fullest
Do things, see things, feel again
You know who you are
You are my Kitten, and the catnip in my life
Hold on to me…I would never treat you wrong
Hold on to me…and I will sing you my song
My song of love and life
It is a duet ….you won’t go wrong
Written by Terry

Night
As the sun gets low,
and changes color from yellow to red,
I start to think it’s time for bed.


As evening sneaks up and the day slows down,
I can’t help but think of you, wishing I was there,
With my arms wrapped round and round.


To hold you close, that is what I’d like.
To hold you tight till the sun chases away the night.
With your head on my shoulder and your breath on my neck,
I dream of making love and whispering …
whispering to you Kitten, how I feel…


To run my fingers through your hair,
and look into the eyes of my kitten so fair.
To kiss you slowly and hold you there,
would make my night, oh so rare.


My heart does flutter when I think about you
Are you a dream that’s going to come true?
I really hope so, but feel I’ve lost …


I may have lost you but I still have my dreams
I want to go to sleep and dream,
So I can hold my kitten and be with her again.


And when I wake, I look at the sun
Thinking how long it’ll be
till the color changes from yellow to red
and the time when I can go back to bed


Then I can be with my kitten again,
To hold and be held by my dreams again
Written by Terry

My Only One

I miss you…
I just… can’t resist you.
I need you like the sun needs the day.
Oh please, won't you come back again?

Line by line, so many pages I write.
I can't find the words ...
To tell you how I feel tonight.
Without you, my heart would fade away.
I need you like the sun needs the day.

Because you are my only one ...
With all that we've been through.
Each step that I take, it leads me back to you.
I am the lucky one ...
Because right here in this place
The light in your face ...
Is brighter than the sun.
Oh Baby, you are ... my only one.

Come out; come closer with a smile.
Lay your weary head to rest awhile.
Your love is like the wind that fills my sails.
Your touch would give me faith that never fails.

Cause you are my only one ...
With all that we've been through.
Each step that I take, it leads me back to you.
I am the lucky one ...

Because right here in this place,
The light in your face ...
Is brighter than the sun.
Oh Baby, you are ... my only one.
My only one....my only one!!!!

By Darle

 

MY ANGEL BABY

When walking through the pink twilight of my dreams ...
And kicking sand along the beach with you, it seems ...
That saving all those last dances and kisses for you
Will surely make my dreams come true.
§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§
Heaven on earth, when shadows fall ...
You're waiting for me ...
To kiss my lips ...
And love me tenderly.
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A cotton-candy colored sky means everything is all right.
I close my eyes and drift into love's delight.
It only happens in my dreams -- these beautiful dreams ...
My dreams of you!
§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§
In dreams, I walk with you.
In dreams, I talk with you.
In dreams, you're mine - all of the time.
In beautiful dreams ...
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Just before dawn, I awake to find you gone.
Sadly your memory lingers like a song.
Somehow I know our love will endure.
How can it not? .. It is so hopelessly pure.
§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§
You are the angel I've found to show me heaven on earth.
The stars all shine in your eyes. And for what it's worth...
You only need to speak my name ...
And I find that I am in heaven again.
§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§
In dreams, I walk with you.
In dreams, I talk with you.
In dreams, you're mine - all of the time.
In beautiful dreams!
(By Darle)
§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§«~*~»§
 

 

 ETERNAL INK
(the actual account of a dream)
By Craig F. Pitts

I dreamed I was in heaven
Where an angel kept God's book.
He was writing so intently
I just had to take a look.

It was not, at first, his writing
That made me stop and think
But the fluid in the bottle
That was marked eternal ink.

This ink was most amazing,
Dark black upon his blotter
But as it touched the parchment
It became as clear as water.

The angel kept on writing,
But as quickly as a wink
The words were disappearing
With that strange eternal ink.

The angel took no notice,
But kept writing on and on.
He turned each page and filled it
Till all its space was gone.

I thought he wrote to no avail,
His efforts were so vain
For he wrote a thousand pages
That he'd never read again.

And as I watched and wondered that
This awesome sight was mine,
I actually saw a word stay black
As it dried upon the line.

The angel wrote and I thought I saw
A look of satisfaction.
At last he had some print to show
For all his earnest action.

A line or two dried dark and stayed
As black as black can be,
But strangely the next paragraph
Became invisible to see.

The book was getting fuller,
The angel's records true,
But most of it was blank, with
Just a few words coming through.

I knew there was some reason,
But as hard as I could think,
I couldn't grasp the significance
Of that eternal ink.

The mystery burned within me,
And I finally dared to ask
The angel to explain to me
Of his amazing task.

And what I heard was frightful
As the angel turned his head.
He looked directly at me,
And this is what he said...

I know you stand and wonder
At what my writing's worth
But God has told me to record
The lives of those on earth.

The book that I am filling
Is an accurate account
Of every word and action
And to what they do amount.

And since you have been watching
I must tell you what is true;
The details of my journal
Are the strict accounts of YOU.

The Lord asked me to watch you
As each day you worked and played.
I saw you as you went to church,
I saw you as you prayed.

But I was told to document
Your life through all the week.
I wrote when you were proud and bold,
I wrote when you were meek.

I recorded all your attitudes
Whether they were good or bad.
I was sorry that I had to write
The things that make God sad.

So now I'll tell the wonder
Of this eternal ink,
For the reason for its mystery
Should make you stop and think.

This ink that God created
To help me keep my journal
Will only keep a record of
Things that are eternal.

So much of life is wasted
On things that matter not
So instead of my erasing,
Smudging ink and ugly blot.

I just keep writing faithfully and
Let the ink do all the rest
For it is able to decide
What's useless and what's best.

And God ordained that as I write
Of all you do and say
Your deeds that count for nothing
Will just disappear away.

When books are opened someday,
As sure as heaven is true;
The Lord's eternal ink will tell
What mattered most to you.

If you just lived to please yourself
The pages will be bare,
And God will issue no reward
For you when you get there.

In fact, you'll be embarrassed,
You will hang your head in shame
Because you did not give yourself
In love to Jesus' Name.

Yet maybe there will be a few
Recorded lines that stayed
That showed the times you truly cared,
Sincerely loved and prayed.

But you will always wonder
As you enter heaven's door
How much more glad you would have been
If only you'd done more.

For I record as God sees,
I don't stop to even think
Because the truth is written
With God's eternal ink.

When I heard the angel's story
I fell down and wept and cried
For as yet I still was dreaming
I hadn't really died.

And I said: O angel tell the Lord
That soon as I awake
I'll live my life for Jesus-
I'll do all for His dear sake.

I'll give in full surrender;
I'll do all He wants me to;
I'll turn my back on self and sin
And whatever isn't true.

And though the way seems long and rough
I promise to endure.
I'm determined to pursue the things
That are holy, clean and pure.

With Jesus as my helper,
I will win lost souls to Thee,
For I know that they will live with Christ
For all eternity.

And that's what really matters
When my life on earth is gone
That I will stand before the Lord
And hear Him say, well done.

For is it really worth it
As my life lies at the brink?
And I realize that God keeps books
With His eternal ink.

Should all my life be focused
On things that turn to dust?
From this point on I'll serve the Lord;
I can, I will, I must!

I will NOT send blank pages
Up to God's majestic throne
For where that record's going now
Is my eternal home.

I'm giving all to Jesus
I now have seen the link
For I saw an angel write my life
With God's eternal ink


 
  I may never see tomorrow; there's no written guarantee
And things that happened yesterday belong to history.
I cannot predict the future, I cannot change the past,
I have just the present moments, I must treat it as my last.


I must use this moment wisely for it soon will pass away,
and be lost forever, as part of yesterday.
I must exercise compassion, help the fallen to their feet,
Be a friend unto the friendless, make an empty life complete.


The unkind things I do today may never be undone,
And friendships that I fail to win may nevermore be won.
I may not have another chance on bended knees to pray,
and I thank God with a humble heart for giving me this Day.
..................Author unknown..

 
 

Footprints


One night a man had a dream.
He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonged to him, and the other to the Lord.


When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. he noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.


This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it. "Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that at the worst times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. How could you leave me when I needed you the most?"


The Lord replied " My precious, precious child, I love you and would never leave you. During your times of suffering and when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you." .............Author Unknown


autumn

The Angel

Once upon a moonlit night
I witnessed an Angel in
soaring flight
Gently gliding on the cool
night breeze
Face of ivory with features
to please
And on his head, long hair
of spun gold
Ere' never before had I
been told
Such beauty beheld ever
could be
For the eyes of a mortal
granted to see
His wing span a silken
feathery kite
Adrift on air so graceful
and light
He looked at me through a
rose lipped smile
And beckoned to me to
stay a while
Then lifted his voice in
melodious song
Like the sound of violins,
as he floated along
In awe I stood ground under
the moon
Knowing I must be gone
all too soon
I longed to stay but
I had to return
For to stay with him meant
my life's adjourn
I whispered to him, "I cannot stay,
For I have loved ones along the way"
He looked back at me with
a tearful eye
And blew a kiss of gold dust
through the moonlit sky
Then wished me adieu saying
I should not fear
For perchance I would need him
he'd always be near
For many days I missed seeing
my angelical friend
But now I know beauty
awaits at the end.

Written by: MoonDay

Link to MoonDay's website

cruciline

A Letter from a Friend

Dear Friend:

How are you? I just had to send a note to tell you how much I care about
you.

I saw you yesterday, as you were talking with your friends. I waited all
day hoping you would want to talk with me too. I gave you a sunset to close
your day and a cool breeze to rest you--and I waited. You never came. It
hurt me--but I still love you because I am your friend.

I saw you sleeping last night and longed to touch your brow so I spilled
moonlight upon your face. Again I waited, wanting to rush down so we could
talk. I have so many gifts for you! You awoke and rushed of to work. My
tears were in the rain.

If you would only listen to me! I love you! I try to tell you in blue
skies and in the quiet green grass. I whisper it in leaves on the trees and
breathe it in colors of flowers, shout it to you mountain streams, give the
birds love songs to sing. I clothe you with warm sunshine and perfume the
air with nature scents. My love for you is deeper than the ocean, and
bigger than the biggest need in your heart!

Ask me! Talk with me! Please don't forget me. I have so much to share
with you!

I won't hassle you any further. It is YOUR decision. I have chosen you and
I will wait ---

I love you.
Your friend,
JESUS

 

 
Just Checking In

A minister passing through his church
in the middle of the day,
Decided to pause by the altar
and see who had come to pray.

Just then the back door opened,
a man came down the aisle,
The minister frowned as he saw
the man hadn't shaved in a while.

His shirt was kinda shabby
and his coat was worn and frayed,
the man knelt, he bowed his head,
Then rose and walked away.

In the days that followed,
each noon time came this chap,
each time he knelt just for a moment,
A lunch pail in his lap.

Well, the minister's suspicions grew,
with robbery a main fear,
He decided to stop the man and ask him,
"What are you doing here?"

The old man said, he worked down the road.
Lunch was half an hour.
Lunchtime was his prayer time,
For finding strength and power.

"I stay only moments, see,
because the factory is so far away;
as I kneel here talking to the Lord,
This is kinda what I say:

"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,
SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP
AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.
DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,
BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM
CHECKING IN TODAY.."

The minister feeling foolish,
told Jim, that was fine.
He told the man he was welcome
To come and pray just anytime.
Time to go, Jim smiled, said "Thanks."
He hurried to the door.
The minister knelt at the altar,
he'd never done it before.

His cold heart melted, warmed with love,
and met with Jesus there.
As the tears flowed, in his heart,
he repeated old Jim's prayer:

"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,
SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP
AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.
I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I
THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY."

Past noon one day, the minister noticed
that old Jim hadn't come.
As more days passed without Jim,
he began to worry some.

At the factory, he asked about him,
learning he was ill.
The hospital staff was worried,
But he'd given them a thrill.

The week that Jim was with them,
Brought changes in the ward.
His smiles, a joy contagious.
Changed people, were his reward.

The head nurse couldn't understand
why Jim was so glad,
when no flowers, calls or cards came,
Not a visitor he had.

The minister stayed by his bed,
He voiced the nurse's concern:
No friends came to show they cared.
He had nowhere to turn.

Looking surprised, old Jim spoke
up and with a winsome smile;
"the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,
that in here all the while everyday at noon
He's here, a dear friend of mine, you see,
He sits right down, takes my hand,
Leans over and says to me:

"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,
SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP,
AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.
ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,
I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY,
AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS
CHECKING IN TODAY."

If this blesses you, pass it on .
Many people will walk in and out of your life,
but only true friends will leave
footprints in your heart.

May God hold you in the palm of His hand
and Angels watch over

Please pass this page on to your friends or loved ones.

This is too good not to share -

So this is me .... Just Checking In

Author unknown

 
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