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went to a wedding on the beach
it rained and we all got wet
50 people were suppose to attend
less than 15 made it through the storm
even to the reception which was nice
there was an overabundance of everything
I even ate to servings of the chicken
it disappointing for them though
if I made it from 2 hours away
why couldnt their invited family?
I do wish them the best always
and know they are saved :)
 
today is a day that brings goodbyes
of closing doors and many sighs
but even masks cannot disguise
as the sun shall set once more

in many sorrows I feel pain
through this world full of disdain
from misunderstandings I try to refrain
as the sun glows beauty galore

where is justice for those forgotten
when their big hopes become rotten
but decay like gathered fields of cotton
as sunshine disappears on earths floor

tonight I pray for them as dark does fall
dreams fill my mind in memories call
I let go of thoughts which fight a brawl
as our sun did set with its love to pour
 
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“Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.” ~Psalm 30:5

Yet still I trust the Morning Star
Who sees the wounds, both near and far
For night may fall, but not His grace
The dawn shall rise upon His face
 
Yanno bdavidc, Ive seen them come and go. From forum sites, posters, people Ive decided to meet in person,
and those whom I emailed for years. Something is telling me you are one that will stick around, now that you found us :)

Beautiful wee little write (terse verse).
 
I think something more was removed during my last surgery
my daughter said Ive become nicer and get more emotional
some of my city kid bluntness must have been dissected out
even her friends have noticed that Im different somehow
my response was someone must have had a prayer answered
that did not like the uncouth bold verbiage I let fly sometimes
so is it not beautifully fabulous that even I have noticed!
we are never too old to learn new tricks after all
I somehow managed to find more love and tolerance to share
through many other surgeries (8?) the time happened to be now
our Father sure has a way with the unexpected miracles, aye?
Ive always been nice and kind unless provoked not to be
but now I actually feel bad when I am put in that position
wonders never cease even at 62... He's still working hard on me huh?
 
creativity seems to grab hold of me
as it steals away the darkness
into the light of daytime
while my eyes burn and tears stream
away into the beautiful things
my hands and imagination
put together on fishing line
its my favorite thing to use
for the very many beads
I gather into small bags
containers a box or a dish
to sort them elegant and careful
before I make a necklace
bracelet or earrings
then sometimes its really special
as I restring something Ive worn
for so many years I wonder how
it has managed to survive everything
from tornadoes to hurricanes
one house that burned down
births deaths graduations marriage
and I look at these tiny beads
on the palm of my hand
only to remember how small we are
in the grander scope of this universe
while I think to myself
we are our Fathers beads
the body of Christ strung together
His to gather forever

Amen.
 
thenami said:
creativity seems to grab hold of me
as it steals away the darkness
into the light of daytime
while my eyes burn and tears stream
away into the beautiful things
my hands and imagination
put together on fishing line
its my favorite thing to use
for the very many beads
I gather into small bags
containers a box or a dish
to sort them elegant and careful
before I make a necklace
bracelet or earrings
then sometimes its really special
as I restring something Ive worn
for so many years I wonder how
it has managed to survive everything
from tornadoes to hurricanes
one house that burned down
births deaths graduations marriage
and I look at these tiny beads
on the palm of my hand
only to remember how small we are
in the grander scope of this universe
while I think to myself
we are our Fathers beads
the body of Christ strung together
His to gather forever

Amen.
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Good morning, thenami;

I love how you poem us as, "we are our Father's beads" as a metaphor for God's necklace.

God bless you, sister.

Bob
 
a true friend loves us on good and bad days
they stick close and are supportive always,

would you risk your life to save a brother
to know this sacrifice for another?

iron sharpens iron so it is said
and countenance of a friend I have read,

two is better than one for their labor
do you help your brother and your neighbor?

let us therefore impart spiritual gifts
than to create division strife and rifts,

the word of the Lord in families
is needed much more than calamities :)
 
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