... drawing closer .and I'm going to be a dad, You think that I am nervous .well I might be just a tad. We don't know what the baby is .we didn't want to know, Whatever sex the baby is .we know we'll love it so. Becoming parents is exciting .when it is your first, But ... be a father .is a dream that many have, To others it just happens .when they do become a dad. To some it may be natural .when babies come along, But that is always not the case .and sometimes things go wrong. What does it take to be a dad .and share a father's love? ... is exciting .when it is your first, But waiting so impatiently .has got to be the worst. We always get excited .even planning life ahead, The baby's room and furniture .and baby's little bed. To think I'm going to be a dad .like many have before, So many good dads out there but .I want ...

... she's gone away, My eighteen-month-old daughter passed away on Christmas Day. So while the world rejoices for a Christ Child that was born, Happiness eludes me for it is my time to mourn. I think of other mothers with their babies at their breast, But empty are my arms tonight my baby's laid to rest. I know there must be other mothers, who have felt this pain, And wonder how they kept from going totally insane. I thought about the Virgin's ... Do Angels Know? Standing by my baby's grave, here on Christmas Eve, While other families are rejoicing, I can only grieve. Tomorrow, it will be a year, since she's gone away, My eighteen-month-old daughter passed away on Christmas Day. So while the world rejoices for a Christ Child that was born, Happiness eludes me for it is my time to mourn. I think of other mothers with their babies at their breast, But empty are my arms ...

... , I was dumped where homeless dogs stay. As I searched their eyes for answers, They just turned and walked away. I had been good, even though afraid, And wondered," what did I do wrong ?" A baby schnauzer needs lots of love, And to feel they really belong. Three whole weeks I bounced around, As confused as a pup could be. It wasn't like Mama promised at all, A" great life" wasn't meant for me ... ," You'll have a` great life ' little boy. Very soon you'll forget about us, And be someone's pride and joy" She said," You're off to a` forever home, '` Cause that's what fur babies do. That's Mother Nature's plan for pups, You'll be loved and cared for too" But I was only six weeks old, Way too young to be on my own. I needed my Mama and littermates. I trembled, cried ...

... She held Him until morn. She explored His tiny fingers. She counted all His toes. She wanted to get to know Him, His ears, His cheeks, His nose. The wonder of it all, At this new baby boy! She could not hold back. She wept with tears of joy. She touched His tiny hand, A miniature of her own. He squeezed it tight on her finger. Such joy she had never known! The time passed ... In Her Baby's Tiny Hands While pregnant with her Son Beneath her heart within, She'd often feel His hands Moving inside her skin. He'd stretch His arm and hand And push out on her side She'd lovingly push it back With a smile so sweet and wide. She could hardly wait For His upcoming birth To touch His tiny hands And welcome Him to Earth. Then it finally came, The night that He was born. With joy she couldn't contain, She held ...

... forsaken ?" This little one did nothing wrong, Its life had just begun. How could the Lord allow this thing, If He's the Holy One? I held the stillborn in my arms, Tears running down my face. My baby never had a chance, Her life was just a trace. I got to hold her briefly, And my heart was breaking so, This little girl I held so tight, I'd never get to know. As I held my little ... Beyond The Gate (For Ashley Ann) On earth we do not understand, Why babies have to die. Their little lives are taken, And our painful cry is," why ?" As we endure the pains of life, No other pain compares. A parent weeping for a child, Just briefly it was theirs. For reasons we don't understand, The little lives are taken. And we cry out to God above," Why must I be forsaken ?" ...

... God's Gift of Angels She rocks another baby. hums an age old lullabye She hopes no one is watching as with thanks, she starts to cry Remembering the time when the babies were her own And her mother told her gently too soon they would be grown Lots of bedtime stories, skinned knees, and tears to dry Teddy bears, toy trucks and dolls and kites up in the sky First days of school, first loves, the proms, the wedding days Sand ... and snowball fights and teaching them to pray Now, as she holds her grandchild and gives thanks unto the Lord She knows to be a Grandma is motherhood's reward! [Author unknown-from Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... My Daughter You Will See When you were just a baby, and I looked into your eyes, I loved you more, my little one, than you could realize. To hold my precious little girl, and see your little face, I had been blessed beyond compare, with God's own loving grace. He gave you to me, and I love you more than you could know, A love that is so special, and all mothers know it's so. ... I love you, because you are part of me, And when you hold your little one, then you will finally see. A mother's love is special, and you'll finally understand, When you hold the fingers, of your baby's little hand. So precious and so delicate, and feelings that are new, And then my precious daughter, you'll know how much I love you. [James 'PoppyK ' Kisner-from 'Heartwarmers '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved ...

... Kringle was a lad, it's said he had a dream; He dreamt about the Christ Child's birth, as odd as that might seem. He came upon the manger, nestled there within the trees; And when he saw the Baby Boy, Kris fell upon his knees." What can I give You, Holy One, O, Lord of all the earth? I'd like to give You something grand to celebrate Your birth" And though no words were spoken, ... Kris" heard" the Christ Child say:" Remember Me when you grow up by keeping Christmas Day !" When he awoke, Kris made a vow to heed the Baby's call, To celebrate the Christ Child's birth and lavish gifts on all. So, on this day when you unwrap your gifts beneath the tree, Recall the Christ Child's one request: He said," Remember Me !"~~~~~" Thanks be unto God for His unspeakable gift" ...

... , friends give way to girls. Receiving high honors Becomes a campus man. As life gets even busier, He comes home when he can. Next, the celebration," I found that special girl" Marriage, then comes baby; A precious little pearl. The sweet little bundle You carry in your arms, Smiles when he sees your face And makes our hearts all warm.-Joyce C. Lock-[ by: Joyce C. Lock-Copyright 2004 ... Cherish the Moments The sweet little bundle I carry in my arms, Smiles when he sees my face; Making my heart all warm. There ’ s joy in an infant Learning to clap his hands, A baby's first steps, or Building castles out of sand. Life is an adventure, Learning to ride his trike. Growing even larger, He does tricks on his bike. Toys give way to rides; Making new friends in the world. Sports become his ...

... -Always Say A Prayer Ashes For Beauty At Christmastime At Lazarus Tomb At The Door At The Foot Of The Cross Author Unknown Authored By Grace Autumn Autumn Flight Autumn Glory Autumn Is Coming Soon Autumn Skies Awakening Awesome Things In Life Azalea Cardinals Baby Jesus Poems Backyard Friends Backyard Oasis Balanced Life Be A Friend Be Glad -Do Not Be Sad Be Happy -Don't Worry Be Near Me Be Not Troubled Be Still Be Still And Know Beaming (Father) Beauty For Ashes Beauty Of Our Friendship Because ... Heart Transplant Hearts At Half Mast Heat Wave Heaven's Gate Heaven's Heroes Heaven Heaven Is Free Heaven On Earth Heavenly Reunion Heavens Grocery Store Heavens Valentine Heavens Very Special Child Hello God Help Me Help Me Jesus Help Me To Remember To Forgive Her Babies Tiny Hands Her Heart's So Full Of Jesus Her Thoughts Herb Of Grace Here's To Guy's Hero He's Here Hidden Realm Hidey -Hole High Flight His Alone His Awesome Garden His Awesome Presence His Baby His Boundless Love His Church Shall Stand His Kingdom In ...

... A Manger Garden Step'dad's Day Love Heavens Grocery Store Patroits -Rise I'm Okay Before My Mother Died Good Saint Pat Our Love Is Like A Rose Garden Life The Lord's My Light The Sand Clock Dusty Roads Gods Helpers One Of The Flock His Baby Take Time Follow The Recipe The Warrior Take A Little Time Mirror'mirror On The Wall (Humor) Light Of Christmas The Light Of Friendship Could You There In The Hills Who Authored By Grace Patience And Prayer Silent Footsteps The Lesson A Merry'go'round You're ... Hear The Hush Happy Valentine's Day On My Honor Seal Of Approval It Starts With A Seed Commemoration There Is A Reason Reach Out Waiting For The Call Of Love Please Revive Us The Fortress Of Love Good Samaritan Story I Am Redeemed Her Babies Tiny Hands I Am Too Blessed To Be Stressed The Crayon Box That Talked Nothing Like It Fear Not I Wonder God's Helping Hands Is It Worth It Making Of A Diamond My Crucified Lord Maybe You're Wrong Night Whispers -A Miracle Finally I Believe ...

... The Singers Ordinary Angels Military -Pride Of America The Counselor Our Nation's Heroes Road Trip Think Of Jesus Cross -Watch The Helmet Faith Of A Hummingbird I Am A Tiny Angel I Sacrifice Myself Speak Gently Legend Of The Daffodil Rescued By The Master Baby Jesus Poems Sugarplum Dreams He's Waiting For You Joy For The Future Christ's Love God Walks The Night Hours The Rose Apple Of His Eye God Is Always Near Trouble Sea I Am I Am You Do Not Have To Go Alone My Shepherd His ... Us He Makes No Mistakes He Touched Me He Walks Through Your Storm Healed And Whole He Won't Remember Heart Heart Transplant Heaven Heaven Is Free Heavens Grocery Store Heavenly Reunion Heavens Very Special Child Hello God Help Me To Remember To Forgive Her Babies Tiny Hands Her Heart's So Full Of Jesus Her Thoughts Herb Of Grace Here's To Guy's High Flight Hidden Realm His Alone His Boundless Love His Baby His Kingdom In You Abounds His Little Princess His Love For You His Love For All His Name ...

... could partake. One day they viewed the body and then buried it real quick, They knew a body in the home might make the others sick. A little rural family back in nineteen twenty-one, Had four daughters growing up and then they had a son. At six months old the boy took sick, a fever raged for days, The only hope the doctor said is" if your family prays" Early the fourth morning as the family gathered round, The baby never woke that day; he never made a sound. With the words of the old doctor ringing in his head, The father knew if this should happen then his son was dead. As the tears began to flow with all the family grieving, The father finally spoke and said we ’ ll bury him this evening. We ’ ll keep him here with us all day so we can see his face, And I ’ ll go dig a grave for him up ...

... Click Here-to Bookmark this Page. Baby Jesus Poems Jesus felt the donkey ’ s breath The beast was near His head The warmth was good On such a night In a manger for a bed. Many were witnesses That starry night To a very special birth Mary screamed And held on tight But afterward, there was mirth. Baby Jesus smelled fresh hay In the manger where He lay He also whiffed some donkey doo Such was His new Life ’ s debut. The donkey looked at the dog and lamb Strangers were staying in the stable Mary and Joseph lunched on a stump This stable, like most, had no table. Night had come to Bethlehem The stable had gone all dark The Baby lying there in the trough Laughed at the dog ’ s every bark. The Babe had come to planet earth To carry out a great task His job was not to find fault But to give us all some worth. A knock on the ...

... Religious Poems for Children A Good Son King David had a good son Solomon was his name. As king he built a great temple, One of his claims to fame. Favorite Son Jacob was a rich man Who had a favorite son. His brothers each Played the knave And sold him as a slave. Creation God created the heavens and earth Said He, Let there be light. He then created man and woman-Red, yellow, black and white. Baby Jesus Baby Jesus had no bed He slept at peace in a Trough instead. Now for over two thousand Years, He s helped so many Overcome their fears. Twelve Apostles Jesus time on earth Was destined to be short. So when he chose His twelve apostles, The event was far from a sport. Devil Go Jesus was tempted In the desert West of Jericho. For forty days he Prayed and fasted, Told the devil," Go !" The Baby The baby ...

... A Lie This was a story my mother told me when I asked her if she ever lied to me, other than Santa, the Easter Bunny, tooth fairy etc. She said she would never lie to me about anythng no matter what and this is why. “ Mommy what is that ?” Linsey asked her Mommy as she was changing her baby brother. She was only three so her Mommy brushed it off and said anything just to pacify her. “ Oh that ’ s something they forgot to cut off in the hospital when Shawn was born ” Then totally forgot all about it for she was busy, tired and exhaustively forlorn. A week later while her mommy was hanging up clothes in the back. Lindsey remembered what her mommy told her and had a scissors in her lap. Her mother heard an ungodly scream that sent chills up and down her spine. She dropped the clothespins immediately and in the direction of her baby she ...

... For my three beautiful girls. When a child is born so is a mother, She will care for you as no other. When I looked into your beautiful eyes, I loved you more than I realized. Overwhelmed with joy of holding you in my arms, My heart has melted with your charm. Mom has a love so unconditionally true, A love that comes from God to you. I am tickled pink and happy to say, You will be my baby all of my days. We will journey through the laughter and the tears, I promise to be with you through the years. So now my precious daughter one day you will understand, When you hold your baby safely in your hands. My love for you will last through all eternity, Take what you have learned: Love your baby as I have loved thee.~Patty Faye Locklear~Copyright 2013 All Right Reserved [by: Patty F. Locklear, Copyright ...

... , pooped on, spit on, chewed on, peed on, or pinched by tiny fingers. Before I was a Mom; I never thought about immunizations, I never held a screaming child so the doctors could give shots, I never looked into teary eyes and cried, I never felt my heart break into pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt, I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. Before I was a Mom; I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down, I never sat up late hours of the night watching a baby sleep, I never got up in the middle of the night to make sure everything was okay, I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. Before I was a Mom; I had complete control of my mind, my thoughts and my body, I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside of my body, I ...

... Suddenly, There You Were Dedicated to adopted children and caring foster parents the world over. God Bless. Your Mom and I both wanted, A baby of our own to hold; But we had to face the fact, That we'd both grown much too old. Then one day our telephone rang, A newborn needs a place to stay; It's in the hospital's nursery, How soon can you be on your way? So off we hurried to meet you, Not knowing if you were boy or girl; Then they showed us a baby boy, And so suddenly, there you were. Just ten days old and oh, so small, You didn't even weigh five pounds; They said we could take you home that day, I thought they were kidding around. So into our home we brought you, Not knowing just how long you'd stay; But we cared for you and gave you love, And for your safety we ...

... me. As I tried to win the race Of fame and fortune true, I must confess my sin right now I had forgotten You. Though troubles were many You stayed right there Through all my pain and strife. My parents and You had taken a vow To guide me through my life. Looking back now I know You were there Through all of those dark years. You offered me unconditional love And dried up all my tears. You blessed me with a baby boy Who fills my heart with pride, A baby girl as sweet as can be My love I cannot hide. My parents and siblings have always been there To show me how Christ cares. Nieces and nephews have shown me Your love Which helps me with what life bears. You blessed me with friends all of my days To brighten my life with joy. Your church with traditions, love and support Has made me one happy boy. So today I am thankful for ...

... God's Precious Gift (A Pro-Life Poem) God's Precious Gift You hold in your womb. A child to love and nurture. A baby coming soon. Will he be a doctor, a lawyer or a preacher? Or maybe it's a girl, I'm sure she'll make a real fine teacher. God's Precious Gift A priceless work of art. Painted by the master; Designed in his own heart. Did He give her curls? Or give him hazel eyes? A few more months, just wait and see. The rest is a surprise. God's Precious Gift So innocent and pure. Now you're second guessing? You say you're just not sure? A fetus? No, a baby! Just tissue? No, a life! Abortion means to kill. How can that be right? God's Precious Gift Freedom from shame There is forgiveness Only call on His name. He came that all should live and none He wished to die. ...

... To My Daughter When you were just a baby, And I held you in my arms. I loved you more than life itself, And all your baby charms. When you were just a little girl, And you began to grow. Each day I watched and loved you more, Than you could ever know. When you went through your teenage years, And life became a test. I knew this little girl I loved, Would someday leave the nest. Now that you are a woman, And you have your family. You understand how very strong, A parent ’ s love can be. [by James A. Kisner 2002 (PoppyK1 @aol.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... a time will come. when we will lose someone, We think about when they were here. enjoying all the fun. The holidays are special. as we go from year to year, And never think about a time. when one just won't be here. For years the holidays have come. and gone without a change, The family's gotten bigger. so some chairs were rearranged. Adding to the family. is a blessing we enjoy, A brand new baby daughter. or a bouncing baby boy. A daughter or a son-in-law. we welcome to our midst, And hopefully become a part. enjoying all of this. Each new member brings a change. as we enjoy transition, And beam with joy as they become. a part of our tradition. But this may be a year of change. you lost someone instead, There is an emptiness around. this change is what you dread. For years they were a part ...

... , And I knew soon that in that nest she would have her family. But one day I forgot and pulled the curtain on the track, And when I looked I saw the female cardinal looking back. She looked at me and somehow knew that I meant her no harm, She never moved a feather and she let out no alarm. She just looked at me and never seemed to be in fear, As if to say" I know you know my babies are in here" So from then on I would look out and she would look at me, But never did she ever move or ever try to flee. I even tried to talk to her and she could hear me say," Are the babies nice and warm and how's my girl today ?" I saw the bright red daddy cardinal while out in my yard, He was not so trusting and he always was on guard. I saw him bring her food to ...

... God's Special gift... Star of light, Star so bright, Guide the way for me tonight. Three wise men sent to find the king, Such special gifts did each man bring. A baby lay so gentle and sweet, Our savior's birth was so discreet This baby is God's special gift For on this night the balance will shift. A Savior was born so the World should rejoice. A price was paid so we may have a choice. What choice will you make this very night? Will you take up a cross and follow the light? Merry Christmas to all our Family & Friends, And let us reflect as this year ends. There is so much to be thankful for, With Jesus in our hearts we can worry no more.~Tina Roberts~[ by: Christina Renee Roberts, Copyright 2007 (love4kidz @gmail.com)-submitted by: Tina Roberts] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... His Baby It was his pride and joy; it was his passion so to speak. He worked so hard to recondition it from week to week. A chevy that came out, back in the year of fifty-seven, And when he was behind the wheel, he felt like it was heaven. He had a work car that he drove and his wife had a van. The chevy was a toy for him, so you must understand. He only drove it just for fun on weekends to the show, Where other car guys gather with the people that they know. He loved that fifty-seven, some would think he was obsessed, And sometimes, his own wife would think he loved that damn car best. He told her in emergencies, that she could drive the car. He told her," Keys are in the kitchen, you know where they are" He told her," If you ever need it, do ...

... man, But Timmy needs a male role model To take him by the hand: Someone to teach him how to fish, Which he dearly loves to do, And also teach him how to give His heart and life to you. A time or two a man from Church Has really tried to help, He and his wife took interest in This fatherless little whelp. Their few months of attention Improved my grandson ’ s view of life, Until their own little baby came To this dear man and wife. My loving little grandson was left behind once again; The pain was fresh inside his eyes, Rejected by another man. Lord, please send some strong man along To stand in a daddy ’ s place, To help him finish growing up, Enriched by your own Grace. Do your work within his heart And take the hurt away, So he will be a Christ-like man, And daddy, too, someday. He is ...

... . Not pied pipers of misguided souls Who promote distrust, hatred and crime. Poetry is nature serenading in song The peaceful roar of the oceans waves. The wind through the trees and over the hills And the flowers in the fields by the graves. The sound of rain as it waters the thirsty The songs of children at play in the park. The far off rumble of trains or thunder As they pass through the night in the dark. The joy of our babies first words and steps The passion of life with its heroes and clowns. The on going struggle to survive our sins As we proliferate in hamlets and towns. My favorite poet is our Father of love Who was first to know us before birth. His poetry prolongs every thing we love As His deliverance gives life its worth.~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2008-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational ...

... sleep with happy faces, Santa's face is full of concern. For he knows that many believe in him, Even though they see him not; Yet they don't believe in the unseen God, Nor the Son that He begot. They accept the many gifts from Santa, As an expression of his love; But they won't accept The Greatest Gift, From the loving God above. The gift of eternal salvation, Was offered on Christmas Day-Through the birth of Baby Jesus, Who is still rejected today!" How sad it is ," thought Santa, As he climbed into his sleigh. And with tears staining his cheeks, Santa bowed his head to pray." Lord Jesus, 'tis not for my glory, That I return each Christmas Eve. But to show men, women, and children, That they don't need to see to believe." And if they can accept my gifts, Even though they're undeserving-I pray ...

... Remember To Smile A smile can light a candle, In a lonely heart, It's like a sunny morning, That warms a new day's fresh start. Like a new mother's smile that cradles Her baby with pure love, Or a father's smile when he gives his young son, A new baseball glove. When we think about the world's sad woes, The hungry and the poor. We often do what is expected, But a smile will open the door. There's problems with acceptance Of so many strangers on our shore, But a warm smile can often lighten, Someone's day as never before. Sometimes a smile is like a rainbow, Shining through a misty cloud, That cheers an aggravated soul, In the midst of an unseeing crowd. Remember to smile today, Every where you go. It may not solve all the problems, But it will soften life's not so gentle blows. A smile is good medicine, It can turn ...

... Side Stepping The photo album worn and old is sitting on the pile, She flips the cover open just to reminisce awhile. On the first page there she is, a baby in her lap, Her son when he was one year old; she smiles as she thinks back. That was taken in the park where she took him to play, Funny how it sometimes seems like only yesterday. But other times it seems those days are distant memories, And all we have reminding us are pictures such as these. She sees a picture of him with his second birthday cake, And smiles as she remembered of the face that he would make, When trying to blow out the candles he would have a fit, He tried so hard to blow them out but they would all stay lit. So Mom came to the rescue with a waving of her hand, The same time that he blew on it she waved a little fan. ...

... Even sometimes when she feels so fat and out of shape, He has special words for her and that is all it takes. He adores the shape she's in and says it everyday, That she is so beautiful especially in this way. He said there is nothing else so beautiful on earth, As a woman who's with child waiting for the birth. There is a glow about you and you look so very fine, Maybe it's because you love me and the baby's mine. But I'm sure expectant fathers all feel like I do, Waiting for their first-born and a life that will be new. Realizing when it's born it was sent from above, The ultimate expression for us as we've shared our love. So as she thinks of all the words that he has said to her, Once again inside herself she feels a little stir. The ultimate achievement for a husband and a wife, From within she feels the movement of the little ...

... an angel had been there without him even seeing. So on this Christmas Eve no matter where you find yourself, Mourning for a lost one or finances or your health. Remember you are not alone to suffer and to grieve, Life can once again be cherished if you will believe. Believe in life, believe in you, believe there is a way, Believe in all the reasons that we have a Christmas Day. Believe in all the reasons for that little baby's birth. And once again the words will ring" Good will and peace on earth" [by James A. Kisner 2001 (PoppyK1 @aol.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Twas ' The Night Twas ' the night Jesus came and all through the house, not a person was praying, anywhere in the house. The Bible was left on the shelf without care, for no one thought Jesus would come there. The children were dressing to crawl into bed, not once ever kneeling or bowing their head. And Mom in the rocking chair with baby on her lap, was watching the Late Show as I took a nap. When out of the east there rose such a clatter, I sprang to my feet to see what's the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and lifted the sash. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but Angels proclaiming that Jesus was here. The light of His face made me cover my head, it was Jesus returning just like He'd said. And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth, I cried when I saw ...

... Turning Thirty I dreamed of being sweet sixteen Then magic twenty-one But suddenly I'm twenty-nine And seeing thirty come. My baby sitter calls me" ma'am" It makes me feel quite numb How can I think of me as old? I've always been so young Once I could name the" top ten" songs Played on the radio, And now I turn the rock groups down Or hunt for something slow. Now there are lines around my eyes I thought would never show. And pounds that used to be above my waist have sunk below. The boy I worshipped as a teen Now lies beside me snoring. His middle's thicker-so is mine, And he is not so adoring. He used to worship at my feet; now mostly he's ignoring. I once clung to his every word, Now sometimes he is boring I was depressed to see how fast My youthful days could flee, and then I met a fine old man His ...

... Time Out When troubles seem to be getting me down, I take time out-just to look around. I open my eyes, and what do I see? Many who would give their eye teeth to be me. To walk for some is a real chore. For others, it's impossible to open a door. Some live in darkness all of their lives. Some have never heard their own baby's cries. Some have trouble drawing a breath. Some their heart beats are near death. Some to wheelchairs they are confined. Some are without a functioning mind. So when troubles seem to be getting me down, Why, I take time out-and just look around. With my eyes open, there's so much to see, The many wonderful gifts, God has given me. [Mona Rae-Ed: Anon.] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Voice of the Turtle Hollyhocks talk to the Roses whenever the sun's back is turned, they murmur of root-rots and dangerous sunspots and lessons too hard to be learned. Baby's Breath needs to be pampered, they whimper if no one's around, Tall Phlox avoid them they've only annoyed him when he hears their sniveling sound. Foxgloves are lofty and regal, Daisies stay out of their way, they like things kosher and legal, and done by the book, so they say. Sunflowers flirt with Sweet William, dropping their seeds on his head, Bachelor Buttons are sun-loving gluttons who search for each rain cloud with dread. Irises envy the Tulips, Daffodils can't understand, but there is a reason for each in its season when Turtles are heard in the land!~Connie~" The flowers appear on the earth: the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land" (Song ...

... What Is The Difference? I have been born twice in my lifetime on this earth, but there is such a difference in my first and second birth. What is the difference of these you may say, I can tell you they're different in every way. Don't think I'm being silly when I say I didn't have anything to do with the first time when I was born to my mom and my dad, and I was the first little baby girl, and the third child that they had. I was taught by" words" to have respect for family and for others, and try to get along with my sister and brothers. Parents" examples" can sometimes be bad, and cause their little children to be sad. I was born again but it was different from the first time you see, I was given a choice of who my Father would be, It was the best choice that I ever made, and ...

... Your Son Please don't hold it against me. You know this is what was to be. If it happened that I wasn't the one, Someone else would have stole him, you see? You gave him the love that he needed When he was a baby, I know. And, I bet that you knew this would happen, As you watched your little boy grow. But, you know that you aren't alone. For, this happens to every boy's mother When the son, she so loves, turns into a man And gives his whole life to another. I'm the girl that your son has picked And he's asked me to be his wife. And, you see, I've said 'yes, ' because You know your son is my whole life. I know, as we walk down that aisle, They'll be tears falling down your face. But please try and remember this, I can never take your place. ...

... her heart she danced with glee, He was so changed he was all aglow. Anybody could tell he had an overflow. Ol ' Willie could tell Miss Gracies ' in love, She treated him just as gentle as a dove, It wasn't too long before he had proposed, She said it wouldn't hurt, I don't suppose. Well they got married they moved away, She missed her mom and dad every day, In a few years they had a big baby boy. Ol ' Willie Ben's heart was filled with joy. One day the Lord talked to ol ' Willie Ben, Talked about folks getting rid of their sin, He said to Willie you go preach my Word, I want you to preach it 'till all have heard, You remember Willie what I did for you, Preach so your neighbors can have it too. Willie Ben preached, Gracie sang a song, The people started praying all night long, They had ...

... Who? Who wrote the tune the songbird sings? Who made the diamonds we wear on rings? Who caused the snow and rain to fall? Who made spring, winter, summer and fall? Who gave man a woman to love? Who made the clouds and sky above? Who lights the stars and moon in the night? Who makes heaven and beyond so bright? Who gives us babies we follow till death? Who made us able to speak with our breath? Who gives us heroes willing to die? Who made the tears we shed as we cry? Who shows us hope and guides our way? The same one who loves us night and day~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2008-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... The Spirit of Christmas I hung the wreath, The mistletoe. A little kissing On the nose. I hummed along To 'Midnight Clear ' My heart replete With Christmas cheer. I draped the tree With bells and cane The scent of pine Left its refrain. I placed Joseph and the Virgin One, on either side Of the manger with Baby Jesus Lying swaddled deep inside. I paused then, to offer up My praise and adulation To Father GOD in heaven For Christ and my Salvation. I took the cookies Hot from the oven Recalling the jingle Nothin says lovin. Just like the aroma That now fills the air Around every table, Upon every chair! For the Spirit of Christmas Has entered the hearts And lit-up the eyes Of the seniors and tots! For where the Spirit of Christmas Will make Himself known-Tis the place where miracles happen, It has been shown! Yea, the Spirit of Christmas Abiding-in-heart can astound: For that ...

... But the truth of the matter he didn't admit; He never once said, I was frightened and quit. Whenever the quitter sits down by the road And drops from the struggle to lighten his load, He can always recall to his own peace of mind A string of excuses for falling behind; But somehow or other he can't think of one Good reason for battling and going right on. Oh, when the bump comes and fate hands you a jar, Don't baby yourself, boy, whoever you are; Don't pity yourself and talk over your woes; Don't think up excuses for dodging the blows. But stick to the battle and see the thing through. And don't be a quitter, whatever you do. [by: Edgar A. Guest-from 'Aiken Drum ' (Aiken @AikensLaughs.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... The Clothes Line A clothes line was a news forecast To neighbors passing by. There were no secrets you could keep When clothes were hung to dry. It also was a friendly link For neighbors always knew If company had stopped on by To spend a night or two. For then you'd see the 'fancy sheets ' And towels upon the line; You'd see the 'company table cloths ' With intricate design. The line announced a baby's birth To folks who lived inside As brand new infant clothes were hung So carefully with pride. The ages of the children could So readily be known By watching how the sizes changed You'd know how much they'd grown. It also told when illness struck, As extra sheets were hung; Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too, Haphazardly were strung. It said, 'Gone on vacation now ' When lines hung limp and bare. It told, 'We're back! ' when full lines sagged With not an inch ...

... The Clothesline Said So Much A clothesline was a news forecast To neighbors passing by. There were no secrets you could keep When clothes were hung to dry. It also was a friendly link For neighbors always knew If company had stopped on by To spend a night or two. For then you'd see the fancy sheets And towels on the line; You'd see the company table clothes With intricate design. The line announced a baby's birth To folks who lived inside As brand new infant clothes were hung So carefully with pride. The ages of the children could So readily be known By watching how the sizes changed You'd know how much they'd grown. It also told when illness struck, As extra sheets were hung; Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too, Haphazardly were strung. It said," Gone on vacation now" When lines hung limp and bare. It told," We're back !" when full lines sagged With not an inch ...

... Our parents set the rules, And the children followed through, There were lots of fun and games, But disruptions were few. We treated others with respect, We helped our neighbors, too. There weren't any instant answers, But our trust in each other grew. Now everyone's in a big hurry, God is no longer number ONE! We bow down to our children, Instead of God's Holy Son. I ponder the future, As I hear a new baby cry, Will we obey God's pure love, Or continue to live a lie? The Bible says," Bring up a child, the way he should go" But we have disobeyed His Word, And our expectations are low. Listen, my firends, to His Holy Word, Teach it firmly and clear. And we have God's promise, That we have nothing to fear.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write ...

... fight to keep us free." But nowadays we send them out then try to justify, While politicians hem and haw to come up with a Why" Then suddenly his voice grew soft, his words seemed measured, slow, He almost seemed embarrassed when he whispered, soft and low." This used to be a decent place where every man stood tall, Most folks saw life as sacred then, but now it gets my gall." We toss unwanted babies, treat the elderly with scorn, And the way some men beat women~better had they not been born" Then my alarm clock jangled and I stumbled out of bed, The Duke had seemed so real to me, his words stuck in my head. And now when I salute The Flag or see it fly on high, Or hear a patriotic song or watch the Vets march by. I like to think The Duke joins in while watching from above, And ...

... . I saw a black an ' white picture an ' it caught my stare, It was a pretty girl with bouffant hair. He said:" That's my Bonnie," Taken 'bout a year after we were wed" He said" Spent five years in the bar," When the cancer took her from me." But I've been sober three years now, "'Cos the one thing stronger than the whiskey:" Was the sight of her holdin ' my baby girl." The way she adored that string of pearls," I gave her the day that our youngest boy, Earl," Married his high school love"" An ' it's a new tee-shirt saying: 'I'm a Grandpa." Bein ' right there as our time got small," An ' holdin ' her hand, when the Good Lord called her up," Yeah, man, that's the good stuff" He said:" When you get home ...

... splendid fame, all the wonderful things to do? Where is the mansion of stately height With all its gardens rare? The silken robes that I dreamed for you And the jewels in your hair? And as she spoke, I was very sad For I wanted her pleased with me. This slender girl from the shadowy past The girl that I used to be. So gently rising, I took her hand And guided her up the stairs Where peacefully sleeping, my babies lay Innocent, sweet, and fair. And I told her that these are my only gems, And precious they are to me; That silken robes is my motherhood Of costly simplicity. And my mansion of stately height is love, And the only career I know Is serving each day in these sheltered walls For the dear ones who come and go. And as I spoke to my shadowy guest, She smiled through her tears at me. And I saw the woman ...

... by a heart. Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it, With an empty picture frame hung to surround it. A reminder to her, and indeed to all, Take time to read the handwriting on the wall. Matthew 21: 16 (GNB)" So they asked Jesus, 'Do you hear what they are saying? ' 'Indeed I do, ' answered Jesus. 'Haven't you ever read this scripture? ' 'You have trained children and babies to offer perfect praise" [Author Unknown-from Dwayne] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... search for food to eat. The days are getting longer and the sun seems big and bright, And daylight savings time will make it seem a shorter night. The birds start singing earlier each morning before dawn, As if they also know by instinct winter now is gone. Little buds upon the trees are poking out their heads, Tiny stalks are popping up out in the flowerbeds. Treetops that were barren when the winter winds would blow, Now are filled with baby squirrels just running to and fro. The morning paper that was filled with winter sort of ads, Now is filled with grills and lawnmowers calling out to dads. Garden center parking lots for months were cold and dark, Now you must shop early if you want a place to park. So many signs that spring is coming and is finally here, The weather now is warming up at this time of year. Of all the signs that spring is here that leave me ...

... Nat and Mommy I'll Keep You In My Prayers When you were a baby; I held you all so close. I kissed your little cheeks; I kissed your little nose. I taught you how to sing. I held you on the swing. I taught you how to pray. I taught you many things. When you were a toddler; As cute as you could be. I taught you the bible; You sang Jesus loves me. On your first day of school; I hugged you, oh so tight. A tear ran down my cheek; I prayed you'd be alright. When it was time to sleep; I'd lay beside you. I'd talk about Jesus; Until our time was through. When you became a tween; Sometimes I felt afraid. I'd lay in bed at night; I prayed and prayed and prayed." Lord please protect my child; Help her make the right choice" The Lord heard ...

... A Mother ’ s heart is open When a wayward child returns; Forgiveness shows a part of love For which her child now yearns. Mothers never do give up On any straying child But teach them courage as they grow, Remaining meek and mild. A hug is always ready, Waiting at the door When the grown child comes home To mother ’ s arms once more. God bless you today dear mother For the trials you ’ ve been through To raise your baby, now full grown May God the Father honor you.~Joyce Guy~[ by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-Copyright 2005 (jguy453 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Joyce Guy] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... , Could you take them to the children who have nothing else to eat"" Do you know that little bear I have the one I love so dear? I'm leaving it for you to take to Africa this year"" And as you fly your reindeer on this night of Jesus ' birth, Could your magic bring to everyone goodwill and peace on earth"" There's one last thing before you go, so grateful I would be, If you'd smile at Baby Jesus in the manger by our tree" I pulled the letter close to me. I felt it melt my heart. Those tiny hands had written what no other could impart." And a little child shall lead them ," was whispered in my ear As I watched you sleep on Christmas Eve while Santa Claus was here. [Author Unknown-from 'Mikey's Funnies ' (www.MikeysFunnies.com ), via Connie Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... and planted his seeds there. I sailed upon an ocean for forty days and nights, Soared on the wings of a dove as it lifted up in flight. I traveled through a wilderness over deserts hot and dry. I met a man named Abraham, whose hope, on God relied. I journeyed to distant lands, met with prophets and with kings. Fought in mighty battles wielding arrows, swords and slings. Then I rested in a stable where a tiny baby lay, I watched Him grow into a man and followed Him on His way. I walked upon the water of a raging, storm tossed sea. But the hardest journey of all was when He led me to Calvary. I cried as they nailed Him to a cross, watched as He died upon that tree. Oh, how my soul did mourn to know, He died there just for me. I watched as they laid Him in a tomb and rolled the ...

... echoed throughout the town; a maiden with child" not wed ," made the rounds. Mary was betrothed, but not in despair. The Holy Sprit had visited, nothing else could compare. Now Joseph, the man who was known to be upright, thought to do the right thing and dismiss her that night. But an angel from God came to visit in a dream," Take this woman to yourself, no matter what it seems"" For this baby was conceived by the Spirit of God~just like it was announced fulfilling all the Prophets foretold. Call Him Jesus~no other name will do~for He is" God with us, Emmanuel, to save you!~Peg Salmon~" Creations by Peg" Copyright 2012 All Rights Reserved [By: Peg Salmon Copyright 2012 (dpsalmon @cox.net)-submitted by: Peg Salmon] Cartoons Daily Inspiration HOME Humor Messages Quotes Stories Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved ...

... ve no time to play. There are tiny hummers so eager to dine from feeders filled with sweet nectar wine. No matter the number of feeders out there, there s always one hummer who refuses to share. This ruby-throated bully seems to do what he does best. He guards all the feeders and chases away the pests. He flits and menaces; he s eager to fight and he s on duty from morning til night. And Pearl the Squirrel and her babies abound, up in the treetops and down on the ground. Life is a game; they have so much fun chasing one another. Just look at them run! I watch from my swing; I haven t a care, and the blessings received are far more than my share. God is in Heaven, my mind is at peace and my backyard friends have enjoyed their feast. The flowers are lovely; the breezes are cool. Sitting and watching doesn t break ...

... I seem to recall, When I was so young. Christmas is for children, That must be the case. For Christmas for me, Is mearly a race. When did it change? And why? I don't know. But something is missing, And it's not just the snow. My heart yearns for more, And then settles for less. Could it be I have forgotten? That Christmas means rest. In knowing that Jesus Came to earth as a Baby. And He wants me to follow And not just say maybe. So keep your cash handy, Let your card lay in peace, Share Jesus with others, Let His Spirit increase.-Glenn A. Hascall-[ by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright 2003 (cmi @prairieweb.com)-submitted by Glenn Hascall] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Be Glad-Don't Be Sad Once again Christmas time is here, A time when you pull your family near. We will sing songs of cheer and joy, And thank God for his baby boy. What a gift, Jesus Christ his son, How He changed the world with all He's done. He said just believe and you will see, How wonderful your life will be. So this time of year the cheer will flow, All the joy will have everyone a glow. But sometimes it's hard to feel the cheer, When you've lost someone you love so dear. Losing that love one hurt so bad, In this season it's hard to be glad. With your family together sometimes it's found, That you catch yourself just looking around. Even though you're in a familiar place, You know what's missing, a special face. But with your family there is much love, And you know they're watching from above. Jesus ...

... dear; We pause to give thanks for our friends so true, And ask God to bless them, the old and new. We hold up each loved one before His Throne And ask Him to comfort the ones alone; For those who have lost someone they hold dear, We ask Him to strengthen and hold them near. For those who have prospered, with new joys to savor, We ask God continues to show them His favor. And those with new babies, or newly wed, We ask Him to smooth out the path ahead; For those who are ill and can barely stand, We ask for the touch of His healing hand. For those with new homes, with new jobs and new stress, We ask Him to crown all their plans with success. For those who have dreams and think," It's now or never ," We ask Him to bless all that they should endeavor. For those who are facing an ...

... treat, Could you take them to the children Who have nothing else to eat ?"" Do you know that little boat I have-The one I love so dear? I'm leaving it for you to take To Africa this year"" And as you fly your reindeer On this night of Jesus ' birth, Could your magic bring to everyone Goodwill and peace on earth ?"" There's one last thing before you go So grateful I would be If you'd smile at Baby Jesus In the manger by our tree" [Author Unknown-from Mushy 126, via 'HeartWarming '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... the most important person in his life Above anyone else, is his wife. In his wisdom God gave to me Two children that love their mommy. Everyday I'm blessed to have them near Makes more memories to hold dear. In his wisdom God planted me in A family permanently committed to Him. To give me roots upon which to grow So that from infancy love I would always know. A mother and father, who hovered over my breath, So that my baby eyes would not close in death. Two loving hearts that watched me mature And a few growing pains of adolescence endure. Three sibling trees that grew Along side me my whole life through Although we grow in different ways, Our hearts true to our upbringing stays. There are other Christian souls I love Through my faith in Him above. I trust that in heaven close will remain When we've finally been purged of sin's stain. There is in my heart more room yet, ...

... Always My Son You are my son, a part of me, and that will never change, No matter what you do in life my love will still remain. I held you as a baby and I looked into your face, And I knew then, no other one could ever take your place. I knew then as I held you, you would grow to be a man, And anything you did in life I ’ d try to understand. I knew you would make choices and would follow your own heart, I only prayed that in your life I ’ d always have a part. I knew some things you did in life would give me so much pride, But also realized some things would tear me up inside. I only want the best for you and want you to succeed, And want you to find happiness with everything you need. I can only guide you and give you a helping hand, You ...

... An Olde Legend Now, I have heard a legend, And I'll tell it to you, Though it may not be word-for-word, The moral still is true. It says when Eve told Adam That baby's time was due, It filled his heart with panic:" Hey! What's a Daddy do ?" So Adam asked an angel This question in his head; The angel smiled at Adam, And this is what he said:" A Father's job is special, He takes care of his own, He's always there to lend a hand Long after kids are grown." He listens to each little need, There's never one too small; And his strong arms can comfort you, And lift you when you fall." He whispers words of love to you So no one else can hear, And since he watches over you There's nothing you should fear." And he can mend a broken heart When on his knee you sit ...

... at twenty-my heart gives a leap, Remembering the vows that I promised to keep. At twenty-five now, I have young of my own, Who need me to guide and a secure happy home. A woman of thirty, my young now grown fast, Bound to each other with ties that should last. At forty, my young sons have grown and are gone, But my man's beside me to see I don't mourn. At fifty once more, babies play round my knee, Again we know children, my loved one and me. Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead; I look at the future, I shudder with dread. For my young are all rearing young of their own, And I think of the years and the love that I've known. I'm now an old woman. and nature is cruel; 'Tis jest to make old age look like a fool. The body, it crumbles, ...

... ~lies our future, our world, our fate. The earth moves forward~the young grow old. The wee ones possess the stories untold. The cycle of life, the seedling and the tree. The future of the child~for you and for me. When you lose your way, and you feel despair~find the eyes of a child~the answer's there. Life's greatest treasure~the missing key~Rests in the heart of the little baby. For in that child is our tomorrow. The power to erase~sadness and sorrow. But, we must comply to the Great One above. By our own example~fill the babe with Love. The silent prayers we don't understand~whispered by the babe~spread across the land. On angel's wings~their words unfurl. The hope for tomorrow~A babe's prayer for the world. [by Ellen M. DuBois Copyright 2003-submitted by: Ellen ...

... shield of faith and be strong, Quench all fiery darts of the wicked one; Use each piece of the whole Armor of God, Stop every arrow aimed 'til Victory you've won. Take the helmet of Salvation and wear it, Take the Sword of the Spirit~the Bible; It is the Word of God to feed our soul, Be alert, watch and pray~don't be idle. A new Child of God needs love and patience, As a newborn baby needs milk to drink; Each~needs nourishment and training, There must be trust and faith to not shrink. If there be any virtue or any praise, Think about these things today; There is power if we wear all of God's Armor, We must be faithful and not forget to pray.~Leona I. Miller~All Rights Reserved [by: Leona I. Miller, Copyright 2003-regular contributor: Leona I. Miller] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All ...

... . B efore the saints in Temple room, L aid in two ancient prophets ' arms-E steemed Levi waited for Christ-S poke Anna, too, of Jesus ' charms. S ent from God to redeem mankind I n giving of the Gift decreed-N ow is the long-awaited time-G od's Son, only-begotten Seed; S avior, you are the One we need!" .when Mary and Joseph arrived (at the Temple) to present the baby Jesus to the Lord .Simeon was there and took the child in his arms, praising God. 'Lord .now I can die content! For I have seen Him as you promised me I would ' She (Anna) came along just as Simeon was talking with Mary and Joseph, and she also began thanking God and telling everyone in Jerusalem who had been awaiting the coming of the Savior that the Messiah had finally arrived" (Luke 2: 27-38, The Living Bible) ...

... think about the Christmas, I surprised you with a ring, And then we planned our wedding, And we married in the spring. I think of our first Christmas, That first year you were my wife. In the little home we had, When we started our new life. We didn't have much money, But we didn't even care. We had each other and that's all, We wanted then and there. I think about the Christmas, When the baby came along. The decorations and the tree, And playing Christmas songs. I think about the Christmas times, The house was full of guests. The joyous times we always shared, At Christmas were the best. I think about the Christmas, When our last child finally parted. Again it was just you and I, Just like when we had started. So many Christmas nights we've had, So different every year. But always filled with love and laughter, Full ...

... Little Ordinary Things It's the little ordinary things, That we often overlook, A tangled rose along our way, A guilded, singing brook, A bluebird flitting through the trees, A humming bird in flight, A gentle cow munching grass, A burst of stars in a velvet night. A stained-glass sunrise, In the hush of early dawn, Majestic mountain ramparts, A mother deer and baby fawn. A rainbow arched in splendid hue, On a stormy, summer day, Until the sun comes streaming through, And warm breezes blow the clouds away. So many little ordinary things, That we miss unless we are aware, That we are loved and gifted, In God's unceasing care.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way ...

... responsible, For a little life that you have brought into this world. But as they share your life with you then slowly you will see, And then you'll finally understand how much you mean to me. Then when you are a mother and see through a mother's eyes, Then you'll know the love I feel and then you'll realize. How very much I've loved you since you came into this world, When I first held you in my arms, my little baby girl. I looked into your little face and felt a love so strong, And one day you will finally see when children come along, My little girl is grown up now and more determined still, To grab all life will have for her but this is how I feel. You'll always be my little girl, my precious shining star, And I'm so very proud of you because of who you are. So now you are a woman and as you start life ...

... I Believe I believe there is a blessing In god's storage for me each day I won't waste time aseeking For it will surely come my way And natures ' beauty will far outclass Any manmade menagerie of glass I believe that with a rose There will always be a thorn And with every death it atouches Every night the moon has arose New baby christ has been aborn I believe the continuance of shinig star When seen of human eye by far Just as the mountain still stands hereby While dark clouds are passing on by I believe we all should have brother And sister fellowship with each other For love we have for family Makes us dearly treat them kindly I believe all have a special gift To make life much more sweet For neighbor, friend, loved one, our gift Or just whomever we may meet I believe god's love was the Greatest gift given to you and me He took our sin upon himself And thereby made us free himself Since I received ...

... There by the fireside Its embers are glowing So golden and dim. Safe from harm at Her breast He's at peace in the manger, In the arms of the one That's been chosen for Him. Thoughts of Mother and Son Bring to mind a quaint legend. Of garland we hang each year On our bough, And our trees that we trim Be they pine gold or silver It's the legend behind them That unfolds for us now; Mary's arms wrapped around Her Sweet Baby Jesus, Jesus ' arms wrapped around Both you and me, 'Tis symbolic of garland That we always use, To decorate Our own Christmas tree !!! © 2005 by Dot McGinnis [by: Dot McGinnis Copyright 2005-submitted by: Dot McGinnis] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... We ’ ve come to tell you Christmas Is the strangest time of year. You bring a dead tree in your house And cover it with balls, Tape your mail to the door And on the walls, on the walls, O, Christmas is Our favorite time of year! We are the Merry Penguins Three We ’ ve come to bring you cheer! To wish all you at Skywriting God ’ s love this coming year. Creator of the universe Became a Baby Boy! O, tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy, O, Christmas is Our favorite time of year! -Connie-Merry Christmas, Everyone! [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... , When bedtime tales and prayers are said. She plants a kiss upon each cheek, And through the night she checks to peek To make sure everything's okay, 'Cause Mothers .well, they're just that way! Before she sleeps she says a prayer, Entrusting each to Jesus ' care:" Although I give them room and board, Each one belongs to You, dear Lord" And since this old world first began It's been the Heavenly Father's plan To place small babies from above Within this haven," Mother-Love !" -Connie-[ by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... are there in glory, With every reason to be glad. I sing a Christmas carol And feel you hold my hand As you did when you were present In this far off distant land. I lay a special gift for you Beneath the Christmas tree, Then I will take it out and give it To some hurting soul like me. How can I be sad that you are gone When you are full of joy, And worship Him in person, God's perfect baby boy. The love you gave is present And always comforts me; It warms my life and fills my heart With wonderful memories. Christmas is a pleasant time Of peace and joy and love, I know we'll still share it When I join you above. So, my love, I'll dry my eyes And wipe away the tears, For I'll be with you again At the end of all my years. This lovely Christmas season, I'll be strong for you this year ...

... a privilege, I count it cause for praise to kiss my children goodnight at the close of everyday. For I know too soon they're up and gone, and walking out the door And I'll never have a child to kiss goodnight anymore. It's very strange how times have changed from the present to the past. When did they grow so quickly the time has flown so fast. For it seems like only yesterday I helped him with his shirt, Or pat my baby on the back, Or kissed away a hurt. Tell a story, read a book, wipe a nose, or tie a shoe. They never ask me to rub their backs the way they used to do. Once it was a bother, just a troublesome kind of chore. but now I would give anything to do it just once more. Mommy, bounce me on your knee, Daddy, flip me in the air. Throw a rubber ball to me ...

... God's Child God calls on certain people To love and follow Him And the baby, you hold in your arms, Just might be one of them. Though they seem too small and tiny To carry on God's way, They'll grow into a strong child, soon; With each passing day. Then, someday, they will tell the world Of all God's wondrous things; Of Jesus and His glory, And all the love He brings. They'll help us lift our hearts to God And give our lives to him, And show us love, to fill our hearts That once were filled with sin. And, when they die, they'll join God In the heavens, high above. Then, someone else, maybe their child, Will take their place to teach about God's love.~Dot McGinnis~[ by: Dot McGinnis Copyright 2005-submitted by: Dot McGinnis] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Contentment Contentment is: My old black cat, sprawled across my bed. When I went in to make it up and left her there instead. Or my Grandmother, sitting in her rocking chair, looking through the window, At the roses blooming there. Or, the little girl next door, Humming a sweetlullaby. Hugging her baby doll, so he wouldn't cry. Contentment is peace of mind, That worry can't contain. It's trusting in God Almighty, That can never be in vain. It's the natural beauty, Of Nature's changing face. Heavenly clouds like angel wings, Drifting in the skies blue space. In all the hurry and the hustle, Of humans racing against time. Contentment can some-times be found, in something as simple as this rhyme. Knowing who leads across deep valleys, To Eternity on high. Brings the greatest serenity, Our yearning hearts to occupy. Oh Jesus, Savior of our souls, Lord of ...

... Christmas Today Lights and tinsel and days of shopping. So many people in every store. All there looking for some gift, to make them loved even more! Children looking for Santa everywhere. With hearts filled with hope and joy. Always to me seems so very sad, they don't know about that Baby boy! They should be told that God sent His Son, that day so long, long ago. He was born in a stable and died on a cross, because God loves us so! It really wasn't on the day we call Christmas. That day our Savior came to Earth. But it is the day our ancestors have chosen. So we say Christmas is the day of His birth! So celebrate Christmas with all of your heart. But share with your kids the true Story. Of Jesus, who came to Earth on this day, to spread the good news of God's glory! [by Dot Wilson 2002 ...

... Darwin's Mistake Three monkeys sat in a coconut tree Discussing things as they're said to be. Said one to the others," Now listen, you two, There's a certain rumour that can't be true, That man descended from our noble race. That very idea is a disgrace. No monkey ever deserted his wife, Starved her babies or ruined her life. And another thing you will never see, A monk build a fence round a coconut tree, And let the coconuts go to waste, Forbidding all other monks to taste. If I put a fence around this tree, Starvation would force you to steal from me. Here's another thing a monk won't do, Go out at night and get in a stew, And use a gun or pull a knife, To take some other monkey's life. Yes, man descended, the ornery cuss, But brother, he didn't descend from us" [Author Unknown-from Nola ( ...

... , Could you take them to the children Who have nothing else to eat ?"" Do you know that little bear I have, The one I Love so dear? I'm leaving it for you to take To Africa this year. And as you fly your reindeer On this night of Jesus ' birth, Could your magic bring to everyone Goodwill and Peace on earth ?"" There's one last thing before you go, So grateful I would be, If you'd smile at Baby Jesus In the manger by our tree" [Lady Millie-from Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... was afraid, as her children were. I'm sure she felt she did her best, Though some felt she didn't care. At age ten, God came to take me home, Though I was dying, dad never gave any slack, But my mom sat by my bed and cried," Please, Lord, don't take her back". The doctors said there was no hope, She said the pain I cannot bear, With the thought of loosing my baby, But instantly, God answered her prayer. I always felt her love surrounding me Throughout the years that lay ahead. As a teen, when dad would come home drunk, She would say" Lets hide under the bed"." If we lay here for a little while, He'll pass out, then we can get up". Those memories will always affect me, It seemed nothing we did was enough. I remember the pain while lying there, Under ...

... she hits the bottle, And sometimes he hits her, too, And she's run out of excuses When her skin is black and blue. He's become a workaholic, Goes in early and stays late; When she nags, he always answers:" Got a lot upon my plate" She's convinced he has a girlfriend, And she frequents bars to cry; She spends money like it's water, Anything that cash can buy. They've a house with finest trappings: Baby grand and leather chair, Swimming pool, a fancy address~But is Jesus welcome there? -Connie April 15, 2000 All Rights Reserved" For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world and lose his own soul? Or what shall a man give in exchange for his own soul ?" (Mark 8: 36-37 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook Copyright 2003-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Inspirational and Christian POEMS-Falling Star-( death of a baby ). ...