Family
My Pain. Content Warning.
I felt your rain upon my face as it trinkled down my throat. I danced in rain all about your place; squished it between my toes, accepting the cleansing restoration, return of all lost hope, peeling back the layered sands as the lands still flood below. lifting worship, I praise your name, cause your strength is how I cope. A gift to all of God's creation, let Jesus steer your boat. He calms the seas. He brings you rain. He will keep you afloat. He has the keys to break all the chains; to Him I shall devote. He loved us then, as He loves us now; restores all whom are broke. He is our peace. Oh! Hear how He cries. . please. Don't get trapped within the smoke. Everly patient, graciously waiting, Jesus Christ come quickly you alone are our only hope!
By Dina Evans 9 days ago in Poets
TWO MAGNIFICENT MEN IN A FLYING MACHINE
TWO MAGNIFICENT MEN IN A FLYING MACHINE Two magnificent men in a flying machine, Came passing right over my head, One of them Tony, The other was Fred, They landed in a field not far away, And shouted, anybody want a ride today.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 days ago in Poets
Enough!
Seven decades Is a l – o – n – g time But is it enough? Enough to be recognized respected remembered HEARD ? Does it matter When you're used to the back seat? Do your years diminish In the shadow of theirs? Is it enough to be MORE Than an afterthought? Does it carry enough weight? Perhaps it only weighs you d o w n . 25,000 days 600,000 hours 36 million minutes Each tick tick tick of the clock Has left its mark, > INSIDE < Where it doesn't show. Is it enough? Enough to Find The Exit? Today feels like “Yes.”
By Dana Crandell10 days ago in Poets
