"The Word"
in God Poems
"The Word"
First Spoken, last heard,
God's Almighty Holy Word,
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"The Word"
First Spoken, last heard,
God's Almighty Holy Word,
in Fall Poems
November Harbinger
Brilliant lonely star on high,
In the fiery charcoal sky,
in Haiku
Warm fall afternoons,
crisp cool eves with harvest moons,
crickets singing tunes,
I'm so happy you enjoyed "Hello Autumn." It has always been my favorite season of the year. I had to think of a way to sum it up completely for a Haiku style poem and this is what I came up...
in Fall Poems
What a difference a day makes,
twenty-four little hours.
Cool chill in the air,
Your very first breath of life, I was there.
Tiny miracle of God, you appeared,
overflowing with joy, my eyes cried a tear,
outstretching my arms to hold you so near.
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, not gold, not bought but given out of love, a gift that lasts eternally. I just love this Christmas poem. It says it all.
Love this poem about Thanksgiving by Brooke Applegate. She really is "spot on" with her description of what sounds like the perfect family Thanksgiving. She sounds like she is so involved with her family and this wonderful holiday from beginning to end, from preparing the feast, to giving thanks to the Lord for all, to enjoying the food and her family right down to the vacuuming part, which I am sure her mother likes also. Then the traditional Charlie Brown sounds like the perfect ending to a perfect family Thanksgiving. This young lady really understands this holiday and the meaning of it. I really enjoyed her poem.
Mary Ann, I am so very sorry for your loss of your precious little Jordan, and you are right, there are many of us feeling the deep sorrow of losing our child. I guess we all should be praying for one another for God to help each of us find peace and the faith to know without doubt we will be with our precious child again in Heaven. I will keep you in prayers. Surely your precious baby Jordan is safe in the hands of God and the Holy Angels. God bless you.
Linda, I didn't have the space on my first reply message to tell you one thing I do since my son passed. I guess maybe more so for myself, I started to write to my son Chris every day, sometimes three times a day, if I feel the need to talk to him. I feel it's something even more personal then talking out loud, which I also do. I feel I'm actually making special time to sit and talk with him but in writing, letting him know I believe he exists yet and can read my letters. I know he would tell me I don't have to do that, but I want to, and I feel in constant communication with him. I tell him every little thing, every single day. I believe someday he will tell me when we reunite that he read many of my messages to him and even if he isn't reading my messages, I feel he is worth every word I write to him anyway because he lives within my soul and my love is within his soul. Maybe that sounds crazy, but not to me. I write to his FB messages every day, maybe try it. Take care, God bless.
Linda, You ask me how I go on, I wish I could tell you. I'm exactly where you are. I feel no peace in my son Chris's passing, Chris was long into recovery he was on a low dose antidepressant doing well for three and half years, helping others find recovery in the community. Then he received from his doctor some blood work he was not feeling well. There was a problem, they re-did his test and it was even worse, he needed to see a cancer specialist. We made an appointment, he was upset but we didn't think he would go off his medication and he did. Then within a few weeks he reached out to the wrong person, in the middle of the night who delivered him a lethal dose of fentanyl. I found my son the next morning, needless to say we were not prepared for such tragedy, heart ache and sorrow. Chris was a great guy, a good son, a hard worker, loving brother, loved by so many, as I am sure your Matthew was. Some things have no answers.I love and miss him deeply, stay near to God, God Bless You