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| welcome to poetry second page. |
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| BEATITUDES FOR FRIENDS OF THE AGED. BLESSED ARE THEY WHO UNDERSTAND MY FALTERING STEPS AND PALSIED HANDS. BLESSED ARE THEY WHO KNOW THAT TODAY MY EARS MUST STRAIN TO CATCH THE THINGS THEY SAY. BLESSED ARE THEY WHO SEEM TO KNOW THAT MY EYES ARE DIM AND MY WITS ARE SLOW. BLESSED ARE THEY WHO LOOKED AWAY WHEN COFFEE SPILLED AT THE TABLE TODAY. BLESSED ARE THEY WITH CHEERY SMILE,WHO STOP TO CHAT FOR A LITTLE WHILE. BLESSED ARE THEY WHO NEVER SAY, " YOU TOLD THAT STORY TWICE TODAY!" BLESSED ARE THEY WHO KNOW THE WAYS TO BRING BACK MEMORIES OF YESTERDAYS. BLESSED ARE THEY WHO MAKE IT KNOWN THAT I'M LOVED, RESPECTED, AND NOT ALONE. BLESSED ARE THEY WHO KNOW I'M AT A LOSS TO FIND THE STRENGHT TO CARRY THE CROSS. BLESSED ARE THEY WHO EASE THE DAYS OF MY JOURNEY HOME IN LOVING WAYS. AUTHOR UNKNOW. |
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| THE BLESSING BY THEA VAN DOORN THE NIGHT IS QUIT, AND THE DARK SHADOW HAS FALLEN. THE WORLD HAS COME TO REST AND SO HAS MY HEART. THE CRICKETS ARE SINGING THEIR SONG, AND FROGS ARE HUMMING ALONG. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT WITH ALL THE HURT? THERE COULD BE SUCH COMFORT IN SITTING BY OUR SELVES, TUNED INTO THE MASTERS VOICE, AND ANGELS AROUND US, THERE COULD BE SUCH BLISS. NO ONE DISTURBING MY THOUGHTS, JUST QUIT PEACE. MY THOUGHTS DRIFT OVER THE THINGS THAT HAPPEN TODAY. THE SUN TO WARM ME, THE BREEZE TO COOL ME AND A BLUE SKY GIVING ME THE CLOUDS . THANK YOU DEAR LORD, FOR ALL THE BLESSINGS. I SAW THE FLOWERS AND FELT THE BREEZE, HEARD THE BIRDS. PRAISE THE LORD, FOR THE MANY GIFTS, GIVEN TO ME TODAY. I CAN HEAR, I CAN SEE, I CAN FEEL , AND I CAN SMELL. |
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| THE POEM ALONG SIDE IS ONE OF MY FAVORITES AND WHEN DOWN I LIKE TO READ IT TO GET THE LIFT I NEED. IT DOES REMIND ME TO PLACE MY TRUST WHERE IT BELONGS. THE BOOK OF OUR LIFE, HAS BEEN WRITTEN LONG AGO AND IT WILL UNFOLD THE WAY IT IS SUPPOSE TO BE. OURS IS NOT TO QUESTION WHY? BUT TO ACCEPT. THERE WILL BE MORE PAGES AND I DO HOPE YOU WILL BE BACK. THANK YOU. |
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