Inner Strength
It's only through mistakes we make
We learn where we went wrong.
It's only when we're far from home
We realize where we belong.
It's only through mistakes we make
We learn where we went wrong.
It's only when we're far from home
We realize where we belong.
Hi HOSwrites,
I believe each day is a step nearer, on the road to fulfillment, and that each mistake is a lesson. They'll be many obstacles to overcome, and we may often ask where God is,...
A poem's but a whisper
That lingers on the breeze.
A few unspoken words
Appear like falling leaves.
in Aging Poems
My head is full of words
all jumbled up inside.
But when I start to write,
those words don't seem to rhyme.
Brush away old heartaches.
Learn from our mistakes.
Another year is finally over.
A new dawn awakes.
Hi Rosie, I'm so sorry that you feel so sad and broken. Having been there myself, I know how hard it can be. Hang on in there, sweetheart. Things can only get better, believe me. God Bless.
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts and shadows from bygone days,
Etched and stored inside our mind.
Hi Laurie, I know what you're experiencing with your Mom. My Mom has Parkinson's and Dementia. This year her memory has gotten very bad. She imagines things that don't exist, at times forgets...
in God Poems
When searching for God,
There's no need to look far.
He's not in the clouds
Or some far away star.
Dear Yannik,
I'm so pleased you liked my poem. Thank you for your time and heart-warming comment.
It's not all about presents
Laying under the tree.
Trinkets made of gold
Mean nothing to me.
I really loved this poem. What I love about this poem is its simplicity of what a true gift from the heart is all about. It’s just like Jesus was the gift of love to all the world from God,...
Brother John, though it must hurt so much that you and the love of your life had to part, keep this thought in your heart, the day will come when you and your wife will meet in heaven and...
Love can't be described.
It has no shape, it has no form.
Love is not an object.
Love does not conform.
Love is everything the poem says and so much more. It's constantly putting those you love before yourself and anything else.
Throughout your life you'll forget many things,
but never the...
Love is in our heart,
love is in our mind.
Love breaks down all barriers,
love is always blind.