A poem about my 2014.Continue Reading
Another humble birth.Continue Reading
Before we are born we are quiet, then we are born and we scream.Continue Reading
This poem is how in life we all start a journey, and they all end at the same gate.Continue Reading
Man must work to accomplish everything, because nothing is given. If we remember that there is no true handout, our lives will be the better for it, although we will sweat to get there!Continue Reading
This poem is about the city where I was born. Btw the term "Roshuneer" is the way my parents and grandparents would call roasting ears of corn. Roasting ears became ROSHUNEERs. It was the peculiar Scots-Irish pronunciation of the term "Roasting Ears" that became Roshuneer.Continue Reading
An infant is born. There is a hand to guide you. Call on Him.Continue Reading
A poem about the birth of my neice.Continue Reading
The King has made a way.Continue Reading
God gave us the greatest gift of all, his love and salvation, and he started that with the birth of Jesus, which we celebrate at Christmas!Continue Reading
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