Barbara Marie Mocke

Phoenix, Arizona, USa


God Alone

God alone creates life, sustains life, redeems life,
He alone can create peace and joy from suffering and strife.
God alone creates the soul that gives brand new life
That no one can destroy with a pill or knife.
The endless tide of innocent blood
Will bring to all grief with earthquake, fire and flood.
We human beings are the only creatures on earth
That destroy our young before their birth.
We are the crowning glory of Gods creation
Now we seem determined to cause our own treamanation
We must put an end to death before birth
Or the just wrath of God may destroy this earth.

To My Mother 1890-1988

I was born to a beautiful lady,
Her beauty was of her soul.
It's an honor to be her number one baby
She lives in my heart and will never grow old.
When I was small, she said to me
"Some day I hope you have a child like that,
Who brings home to you every stray she sees"
Here comes my daughter and another cat!
It was a tough road that she trod,
But she always had time to help others.
She gave her best, lived close to God
Remembering we are all sisters and brothers.
No fault was too big for her to forgive
No one so bad that she didn't see some good.
She taught us to love, the right way to live
She inspired us to be the best we could.
Her beautiful soul went to her home above,
Loved ones waited for her there.
Leaving behind hearts filled with loss and love
Now she has everlasting joy, no more pain or care.

God's Greatest Gift

Little baby, you do not know
How much love there is for you.
Long before you even show
You are a person, complete and new.
One person you already know
You hear her heart-beat and her voice.
You feel her mood's both high and low.
Your life depends upon her choice
Just thinking of you makes me glad,
And takes me back to another time
When threat of miscarriage made me sad
Till danger passed and victory was mine.
Birth, a time of great pain
Replaced by an even greater joy.
God's greatest gift, our greatest gain
When we hold our newborn girl or boy!

The Beauty Of Our World

There is so much beauty in this world if we take time
to see it. The colors of the sunrise, the smiling face of
a baby. The laughter of children mixed with the singing
birds, as they dip in and out of the rose bushes.
A grandmother reading to her grandchildren at nap time.
A childs book of poetry is quieting and healing.
Our God, our creator has shown us great love in the beauty
of this world. Let us pass that love to our children and
grandchildren.

All poems Copyright © 1997 Barbara Marie Mocke. All rights reserved.