Dedicated to Marie
We miss you lots but we'll see you up there someday, you may not have done as much as you planned to do but you have touched the hearts of so so many and that is more anyone could wish for, love you always.
I'm really not that shy,
but in public?
I also really hate to cry.
Though it would be a lie
for me to say,
that today I could even try.
There's no dress or bowtie,
that could distract,
from queued tears behind our eyes.
Yet know this one thing,
about the God of whom we sing,
we belong. Under his beloved wing.
The air changes- it's his breath.
The rain trickles- it's his tears.
The wind whistles- it's his sob.
Our nerves stiffen, it's his squished hug.
We are not alone; you are not alone; she is not alone.
The room stills- it's his voice.
Hear him say:
"My Child, it is going to be okay."
Rain may fall any day,
it doesn't mean,
that the warm Son has gone away.
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The Day The Sun Set (Poems)
PoesiaI starting writing poetry to try new writing styles and now I find it a spectacular way to channel my emotions and experiences. Please bear with me when reading this, (in my opinion) the poems get better the more you read, as I gain experience writi...
