Poetry, spiritual.

This poem is all about those people I like to call drifters, who come into your life thinking they can call the shots and control everything they want at your expense. However, sometimes it takes the angelic presence of hope to help these people realize that the games they play will only make their own lives harder until they can learn to treat people with respect and honor.

In Noah’s days, God warned the people there would be a flood. Yet, who believed this would happen? God sends mankind another warning. The second coming of Jesus Christ is fast approaching and who believes this will happen?

A little poem as I fondly remember many happy,amusing and proud
memories of my beautiful sister Val and my precious daughter Erin.
Both beautiful inside and out and also both so musically gifted.
I know that today they are both singing beautifully for the angels up in sweet heaven.

The greatest joys in this life come from knowing that even when our hearts are broken by many past wounds, God is able to restore us back to life again. Sometimes it feels like we may never survive certain setbacks, and it seems like we may never overcome the problems that so often try to make or break us. This poem is all about how empty our hearts can become after being hurt so much, but it also promises healing and a chance to have a new start if we just have hope and keep the faith.

Spokenword.

Time and acceptance heal the pains of losing a loved one.

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Daughter smiles ,hugs mom…

The best gift God could have ever given anyone.