Evelyn Locke Irvin

Cornelia, GA

Evelyn has written poetry since her early teens. She attributes her writing to be a gift from the Almighty. She is the daughter of the late Irving and Norma Locke. Evelyn has had her poetry published in books, newspapers, Churches, and by The National Library of Poetry. She has a collection of her poems she is publishing, Rays of Light, and dedicating to her husband and two daughters. She has taught children in her local Church for many years. Evelyn likes to read and says, "The Bible is the Best Book, it strengthens and renews my faith day by day."

My Rose Of Sharon

I was living in an empty desert with no meaning to my life,
Then one day I found this beautiful Rose of Sharon, who is the living Christ.
And this lovely Rose forever blooms;
Its sweet fragrance has filled all my rooms.
It has no thorns; they've all been taken away,
I know this Rose is here to stay.
It brightens all my days, and is my dearest friend.
On this never changing Rose I can trust and depend.
This divine Rose of Sharon is so perfect and fair,
And it brings me peace, and love, and joy beyond compare.
Such a calm content feeling it sends,
Each heartache and pain it always mends.
I know in this life perfection I will never attain,
But since this Rose has left it's fragrance on me, I have never been the same,
And as I share this fragrance with those in need I see,
This beautiful Rose of Sharon will bloom in me.

Hope

"Faith is the substance of things hoped for."
As we travel on life's road from day to day.
Hope gives light, like a light house sends it's beams to guide the way.
It stirs our souls to climb mountains to the highest peaks.
And never conquers all defeat.
It builds bridges over troubled waters of a stormy sea;
And puts wings on our heart aches and trials and sets us free.
Hope is like a beautiful bird singing all day on it's nest,
And the tones it sings brings sweet rest.
Hope lifts our spirits like the sight of a lovely rose blooming above it's thorns,
As the fresh dew kisses it's petals in the early morn.
Hope brings light to the darkest day,
It makes a shining path, and takes all fear away.

Storms Of Life

When storms of life are all around,
It's so wonderful to reach out and touch a hand I've found,
One who gives me sight to see the way,
And leads me to a brighter day,
Although at times it seems very long,
But as I lean on my Lord, He makes me strong.
He gives me hope to watch and wait,
I know it will come soon or late,
And this storm too will pass
As other storms that did not last.


All poems Copyright © 1996 Evelyn Locke Irvin. All rights reserved