Heavenly Father - why?
Heavenly Father, you died for us and we ask why? As God's
earthly Son and He passed you by. As a Christian, we accept our teachings
of you and I try; I pray and find it difficult at times to do. You put
us to such tests - so hard to define. God, you continue taking from me
- what is mine!
Why do I question? Why do I wonder why? Ones I loved the most-then to die.
You have in your inordinate plan a reason for every Woman and Man. But
I hurt and ache and I pray; not receiving a sign - an answer this day!
Please show me your way - some light; I'm so frightened this very night.
Is your design to test our strength? And show us what life has meant? That
we haven't done our share and you take away those for whom we care?
Why, I ask, as I write; Please dear God - restore to me my fight. Reestablish
and give to me your presence, as it used to be. Don't let my faith go asunder;
I question so much and I wonder!
Your wondrous creation - our life; and our heartaches and all of our strife;
Is your Plan to test us all? Oh Heavenly Father - don't let me fall. I
pray so much and just try to be what you want me to be.
And yet I question why? Just to do and then to die? Are we yet prepared
to enter in the heavenly Gardens where we begin a better life; One with
you. Please show me what you want me to do?
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What Is A Rhyme?
A rhyme is the passing of time
Joy in knowing you mine
A rhyme is awakening each day
And smelling roses along your way
A rhyme is blue skies above
And having you to love
A rhyme makes each day a delight
And seeing the moon and stars at night
A rhyme is music when one is blue
And sharing a life with you
A rhyme is having a dear friend
And sharing joys without end
A rhyme is hearing the chirp of a bird
And all natures sounds that are heard
A rhyme is clear on a day of rain
And to live without pain
A rhyme is a scientist working a cure
To save us all - both rich and poor
A rhyme is my cat chasing a mouse
And a puppy sharing my house
A rhyme is being able to get out of bed
And knowing no more tears to be shed
A rhyme is knowing Eddie Lou Cole
To bring poets out of their dole
A rhyme is meeting those who care
And knowing of rhymes we share
A rhyme is our life here today
And having poets show us the way
A rhyme is our gift of love
Bestowed on us by God above
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