... The way that it should be. One day he asked a sweet little lady Who worked there just for fun, Do you know any nice girls? She said," No, not one. But one day that little lady's daughter Decided to stop by, And that lovely blond daughter Caught that Carolina boy's eye. The lovely daughter had two little girls And a cozy little home, But due to circumstances The lady was alone. So the Carolina boy Asked the lady ... a date I guess the rest is history Or you could call it fate. The two of them got married And began a brand new life The Carolina boy now had two daughters And a lovely new wife. Things weren't always perfect As every family knows You have your share of ups and downs You have your grief and woes. Through it all, looking back I can say with a happy smile The memories we made along the way Were worth every mile. Of all ...

... GIVEN Today she's getting married, my young daughter is a bride. There are no words that can express, the way I feel inside. She's now a woman old enough, to go out on her own. I still can't get it in my mind, my little girl is grown. This day approached so quickly, and in just a little while, I'll have to take my daughter's arm, to walk her down the isle. I'll stand there beside her ... when I hear the preacher say," Is there one among you, who will give this girl away ?" I will repeat the simple phrase, I was instructed to. Then I will smile and loudly say," Her mother and I do" Then I will turn and walk away, and find the second pew, And realize that was the hardest thing I'll ever do. It's not that I'm not happy, for the life she now will start. I know ...

... A Mother, A Daughter A daughter-to a mother Is a mirrored image of herself She sees the same face She feels the same hurt A mother to a daughter Is a cruel reminder Of things to come She sees the same face She feels the same hurt Why, when the two stand together Can ’ t they see The mirrored image The cruel reminder The only see authority They only see rebellion When does the distance Between them seem so far Yesterday they walked together Yesterday they talked together Two minds, one thought A mother, a daughter What makes a mother Forget that she was young She made so many mistakes She cried a stream of tears Only to land on her two feet All of it now behind her. What makes a daughter Wish that she was grown Away from her mother ’ s loving arms Standing by herself Not needing anyone Making her own choices A daughter to a Mother Is the greatest gift God gives A chance to change ...

... Letter To Daughter Dear daughter: Tomorrow is your wedding day and everything is ready, It's hard for me to write these words and keep my fingers steady. I am so nervous thinking of so much to do that day. In 12 short hours I will give my little girl away. I have so much to say to you before we walk the isle, So I will write this letter even though it's not my style. I thought it would be easier to write the words to you. Then I would not forget my thoughts as I so often do. It's hard for me to realize that you are twenty-one. It seems like only yesterday your life had just begun. I remember your first steps and when you started walking. And" daddy" was your first word when you finally started talking. I remember coming home from work at five each day, Then you would jump into my arms and always you would say, ...

... If I'd had a Daughter If I'd had a daughter to lament when I died Would she find herself different, and for thirteen years, cried Every year on my birthday, would she somehow" lose touch" Till the whole world seemed foreign, 'cause she missed me so much. If I'd had a daughter to remember my life When she thought of her mother, or my role as a wife, Would she smile at the memories, or would they make her weep Would they fill her with happiness, or rob her of sleep. If I'd had a daughter would she call me her friend Would she cling to my hand when it came to the end, Would she beg God to spare me, would she kneel at His Throne And when pleading proved pointless, would her heart turn to stone. If I'd had a daughter would I bless her heart so That she'd find I'm beside her everywhere that she'd go, Every year on ...

... Daughter of the King Mark it well: I love thee, Daughter, I am thine; Saturate your soul in Me, Know this: you are Mine. Dwell deep in Me, My loved one, Dwell deeply in My power; Stay your heart to dwell on Me Daily, hour by hour. My angels surround you, Bask long in My peace; Let My presence bring to you A joy which shall not cease. Let My wind kiss your lips, My sun caress your hair; Look for Me in everything, Seek Me everywhere. Let My love engulf you, Let none take My place. My arms ache to hold you close When we meet face-to-face. -His messenger, Connie" Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear. So shall the King greatly desire thy beauty: for He is thy Lord; and worship thou Him" (Psalms 45: 10-11 KJV) [by: Connie ...

... 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. A mother's love is endless, and will last an eternity, But children do not understand, how much love that can be. A special love that mother's have, and only they can show, And only when you are a mother, can you truly know. To love so much a little one, that is a part of you, A part of you to love and cherish, mothers know it's true. You watch them grow, and hope they have prospered ...

... F-A-M-I-L-Y I ran into a stranger as he passed by." Oh, excuse me please" was my reply. He said," Please excuse me too; I wasn't even watching for you" We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we said good-bye. But at home a different story is told, how we treat our loved ones, young and old. Later that day, cooking the evening meal, my daughter stood beside me very still. When I turned, I nearly knocked her down." Move out of the way ," I said with a frown. She walked away, her little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken. While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said," While dealing with a stranger. common courtesy you use, but the children you love, you seem to abuse. Look on the kitchen ...

... . My children-asleep. My wife has succumbed To slumber so deep. These moments are precious As I pray for my clan For a future-a hope On mounted eagles wing span The days pass so quickly, Where did the time go? I heard their first cries Now" Daddy, here let me show" And I look to the future To see a man fully grown. Will my son see Jesus In the life that I've shown? Will my daughter remember The nights spent in prayer? And a dad's desperate longing To see his children There? A wife so depleted By the stress of the day. Needing refreshment And Someone to say," Well done My dear Daughter Come rest in My love My burden is easy Stop pushing-don't shove" And in my life-oh so often I rest in God's grace And forget the dear Savior Who falls on His face, Reminding His Father Of the sin His blood did ...

... A Child's Kiss I sat amongst the people, a sheep within the herd, Waiting for the preacher to deliver up the Word. But first he called the children and prayed with them as one, And they scurried off to Sunday School, the moment he was done. And then we saw a picture I know I'll not forget, As the preacher's little daughter threw her arms around his neck. She kissed him many, many times. Adoringly she clung. I realized in that moment that the message had begun. God didn't need our schedule, an agenda or a list. He showed us each a million things within a child's kiss. The preacher wasn't hurried. His demeanor wasn't rushed. He loved his little child and the congregation hushed. His tender little daughter had forgotten we were there, Adoration for her father was her one and only care. It was just a fleeting moment but it hung there just the same, She ...

... bright path to forever. And lest we should forget, there's a dear little girl who's been sent by our Father's own plan To add giggles, delight, and a warm, trusting heart to our family, blessed by His hand! As we pledge sacred vows of commitment and love in the hush of this glorious time, We'll rejoice in the splendor of what God has wrought and the excellence of His design! Mrs. Connie Faust, Mother of the Bride Our daughter had turned away from the teachings of her childhood to go her own way, BUT GOD did not turn away from her. He worked through the prayers of her family and the values that had been imbedded in her heart as a child. Even though we felt rather hopeless and wondered whether all our efforts as parents had been in vain, God had not given up on our daughter. Everything we had taught, the love we gave, the teachings we" built" ...

... Jesus She ’ ll see His face before long While her body seems useless Her soul still communes She holds loosely to life Waiting for one final boon And it comes in the end Despite expressions of sorrow Her soul has found rest With no earthly tomorrow Eternity with Jesus Following her longest night Her body is whole Her spirit is light" I knew You would come" She says with a smile" I waited and remembered And You came after awhile"" True, dear daughter, It ’ s you I ’ ve been waiting to see. I heard your sweet voice, Now daughter, sing once more for Me"-Glenn A. Hascall-[ by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright 2004 (cmi @prairieweb.com)-submitted by Glenn Hascall] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... a bow Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy's Day But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home But the little girl went to school, eager to tell then all About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called, a student from the class To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare Each of them were searching, for 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 of ...

... 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. ...

... Know This My Daughter Today is very special for a mother and a bride, And as we share this special day I'm so filled up with pride. For years I watched you growing up and always on the go, And as we share this day there's something you should know. You've always been a head strong child, determined and secure, Your attitude about your life was always strong and sure. You reached for life and wanted it to be all it could be, And I just want to tell you what your life has meant to me. A mother's love is special and one day you'll understand, When you have your children and you hold their little hand. At first it may seem scary because you're 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 ...

... so When you come marching home. You fight to free a people downtrodden and opressed By a cruel and wicked vulture Who puts you to the test. You fight with fiercest pride At who you are and what you do. Though sleep deprived and weary You give of yourself anew. Your resolve has never faltered Though often faced with fear of death Your fellow soldiers count you faithful Though it be with your last breath. I could not be more proud Were you my daughter or my son For you stand among the very best Who fight ‘ til the battle ’ s won. We pray for you dear soldier That you return to this home shore, That God will bring you safely home To live and love once more. May God bless you, and may God bless America! [by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-submitted by: Joyce Guy] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... time to those we'd never met. Hoping to aide in the worry and fret. We lit candles with neighbors and friends. Showing our pride just wouldn't end. Red, White and Blue was seen everywhere. Where have they gone, it just isn't fair. Is it that people just no longer care. Are they no longer saying those prayers. Are all of the flags tucked under the bed. Did they forget about all that are dead. American husbands, daughters and sons are still fighting. So why are the candles no longer lighting. Flags went out of stock in every store. Now they're no longer hanging by each door. The war is not over, their still fighting for us. So few show the colors, is it too much of a fuss. So if you're one who has put your flag away. Remember out soldiers are still fighting each day. So take out the Red, White and Blue and fly ...

... . And wanted so to scream at God, For cheating me like this. Then I felt a warming glow, As it surrounded me. And then I heard an angel whisper," What must be, will be"" God knows your suffering and your pain, But you must understand"" Everything that God allows, Is for His final plan"" You only see the earthly things, And some will cause you pain"" But be assured your daughter's safe, And you'll see her again"" This life is temporary, Everybody's going to die"" I know that you can't understand, And want to question, why ?"" God has sent his angels, And we came to comfort you"" We ask you share this message, With the other mothers too"" Many mothers lose their children, Soon after they're born"" The angels know their pain and grief, And feel it when they mourn" ...

... Step-Dad ’ s Day How special is a dad who takes you for his own Treats you like you ’ re a special daughter or a son Who loves you regardless if you are smart or dumb Step – dad is what they call him, but to you he ’ s #1. He is there when ’ ere you need him, to help you problem solve, To shoot a goal, adopt a pet, or with a project get involved. The two of you go shopping, to ballgames or buy clothes, and when you ask a question he always surely knows. He has been there for you, whatever has come along His ways are always gentle, his voice reflects a song You never ever doubt his love, he ’ s always made sure you know That he is “ Dad ” and will be where ever you may go. You are thankful for Father ’ s Day when you especially say “ Thank you, ...

... weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light" Matthew 11: 28-30 NIV Bible The above poem can be sung to the tune of" Softly and Tenderly Jesus Is Calling" It was written to honor Nancy, a widow, who cared for her grown daughter Karen with a mother's love and devotion. Karen had the mentality of about a 3-year-old. There are some mothers like Nancy whose close walk with God is the only explanation for their joy in motherhood. May God richly bless every" Nancy" in this world. [by: Connie Faust, Copyright 2007 (beracah @evenlink.com)-submitted by: Connie Faust] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... of something ending always hurts this way, But endings bring us new beginnings and a different day. These feelings now that I am feeling, I am not alone, There are others feeling what I am, with others grown. But now I face the mixed emotions as so many do, When it comes right to the day, when they are leaving you. So as I dry my eyes and take another glance around, It's finally here and now today my daughter's college bound. [by James A. Kisner 2002 (PoppyK1 @aol.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... The Good Shepherd The following is a poem I wrote this week for my newly expanded Letter's From a Shepherd's Daughter Web site. Please visit the pages and feel free to send me a note to let me know what you think. I am always excited to hear from my readers. Any suggestions are greatly appreciated! The good shepherd guides his little flock Each lamb accounted dear The steady lead of the wooden crook Not to punish, but to steer He uses the terrain to teach the fold Uses obstacles to teach to draw near When they reach the ridge and then behold They have learned to persevere The good shepherd gives promise of peaceful life When his flock follows closely his lead The assurance of tranquility through worldly strife Imitating Him in thought, word and deed The good shepherd gathers up his lambs And guides them safely from the hungry beasts Lifting each little stray into his hands To Him the greatest is the least The good shepherd pastures His hungry flock ...

... The Puzzle Piece I woke up one morning Feeling empty inside. I knew I hadn't been Letting God be my guide. I walked to the kitchen To fix my morning tea. There on the floor, playing, Sat my daughter, Emily. She said, Mommy, I can't find The last piece to this heart. I looked down at the puzzle, And a search I did start. As I returned the piece, To the place where it belonged, I realized the gap in my heart And that I was too headstrong. I knelt down in my bedroom And sent God a silent prayer. I felt His presence with me And blessed assurance in the air. My life was complete-There no more was a gap. My heart s puzzle was finished, I had God for life's map.~Alyssa Marie Bentham~[ by: Alyssa Marie Bentham, Copyright 2007 (bgbentham @yahoo.com)-from: Alyssa Bentham ...

... Whatever Our Hands Touch Whatever our hands touch. We leave fingerprints! On walls, on furniture, On doorknobs, dishes, books, As we touch we leave our identity. Oh please where ever I go today, Help me leave heart prints! Heart prints of compassion Of understanding and love. Heart prints of kindness and genuine concern. May my heart touch a lonely neighbor Or a runaway daughter, Or an anxious mother, Or, perhaps, a dear friend! I shall go out today To leave heart prints, And if someone should say" I felt your touch ," May that one sense be. YOUR LOVE Touching through ME. [Author Unknown-from Darwin, via Charlene] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... she could be, I'd like to find out what she'd think of me. She sits on her porch in her rockin chair, I was always wishing I could be there. She hums a tune that sounds so sweet, Now Gracie is the girl I'd like to meet. I heard her mom and dad was gittin old, And wasn't gonna live long I was told, She went to the well to get some water, I wondered if she had a little daughter, I went up to her and said how do you do, She was a little shy and said who are you? I couldn't believe we finally were meeting, But I knew I had to answer her greeting. I told her my name was just Willie Ben, I was really named after one of my kin. She said she'd been married to Lee Ned, Woke up one morn and found him dead. This is my girl standing here by my side, ...

... He encouraged those who now walked his road, By telling them, You would bear their load. I know You gave him a special role, The day he crossed over Your threshold. He might be greeting those entering Your gates, Or tending Your heavenly garden estates. Whatever that You ’ ve assigned him to do, I promise he ’ ll do a good job for You. He made us proud throughout his life, His parents, his sister, his daughters and wife. I know dear Lord You understand my loss, For Your only Son died on a cross. He paid the price so we could be free. And all that believed would dwell with Thee. Farewell, my son, at last you ’ re there. Encircled by God ’ s love and care. One day, I ’ ll get to hug you once more, When you meet me there at heaven ’ s door. [by Emily McAdams Copyright ...

... fellow man !" So said Martin, as he watched the scene" Even from nightmares, can be born a dream" Down below three fireman raise The colors high into ashen haze The soldiers above had seen it before On Iwo Jima back in '44 The man on sticks studied everything closely Then shared his perceptions on what he saw mostly" I see pain, I see tears, I see sorrow-but I don't see fear ,"" You left behind husbands and wives Daughters and sons and so many lives are suffering now because of this wrong But look very closely. You're not really gone. All of those people, even those who've never met you All of their lives, they'll never forget you Don't you see what has happened? Don't you see what you've done? You've brought them together, together as one. With that the man in the stovepipe hat said" Take my hand ," and from there he led Six thousand plus heroes, ...

... A Salute to Mothers Mothers come in all sizes and descriptions it's true, But please know we're thankful for each one of you. Some have many children, some have only one, But each mother gave life to a daughter or son. You may feel neglected and you may be, it's true, But at least for today we want to thank you. You not only gave birth but you guided and led, And you saw that your children were clothed and were fed. You taught us each night to kneel down and pray, And things that you told us we remember today. You may not always be" with it" or dressed all in style, But my, you are lovely when at us you smile. Some of you mothers are grandmothers too, So your days for teaching children are certainly not through. Grandchildren love grandmothers and need them you see, To love them and teach them and their friend to be ...

... to modern medicine. It was a time when people lived and died so quietly, And often times the funeral was just the family. No big event, no autopsy, no two or three day wake, No buffet table at the house for all who 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 ...

... of something ending always hurts this way, But endings bring us new beginnings and a different day. These feelings now that I am feeling, I am not alone, There are others feeling what I am, with others grown. But now I face the mixed emotions as so many do, When it comes right to the day, when they are leaving you. So as I dry my eyes and take another glance around, It's finally here and now today my daughter's college bound.~James A. Kisner~[ by James A. Kisner 2004 (PoppyK1 @aol.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... job, His pay just makes ends meet. But a few good friends and family, Make his life complete. He's not well versed in poetry, Theater or the arts. And wisdom is not something, That he constantly imparts. He loves the simple things in life, For riches doesn't thirst. He knows what is important, And his family is put first. The wealth that God has given him, To treasure in his life, A loving son and daughter, And a very special wife. He never has much money, And his life is not a show, But he is still the richest man, That I will ever know. To others he's a simple man, And fame he's never had, But he's the greatest man I know, He also is my dad. [by James A. Kisner 1999 (PoppyK1 @aol.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... God, thank you for the past quarter century, Thank you for the life you planed for me. For all gifts I've been given, from first to last, I can think of only one request to ask: Lord, please grant me the gift to see Through your eyes for all eternity. Thank you for Your wisdom above, Thank you for Your eternal love. Thank you for all my birthday gifts That give all my days a special lift. [Daughter of: Bob Smith, Chickaloon, Alaska (darkon @gci.net)-from Andy Chap] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Independence Day For Me My daughters are both married and my son is college bound, It's quiet as I sip my coffee as I glance around. For over twenty years I raised my family faithfully, And brought them up to be the very best that they could be. They always kept me busy and my work was never done, But I am not complaining because most of it was fun. My husband loves the job he has and complimented me, For being such a great mom as we both worked diligently. But now the house is empty and the children are all grown, My husband is still working as I sit here all alone. I take another sip of coffee and enjoy the quiet, Remembering some past times when this house seemed like a riot. So now my days are mine alone, each and every day, And now I have my husband's blessing doing what I may. He said I earned this freedom and ...

... minister was part time and came every other week, So when he came we all would go to hear the preacher speak. Once a year on Easter we would drive to the big town, That was the only place a sunrise service could be found. So once a year on Easter to a church in town we'd go, My kids would make a fuss, but my sweet mother loved it so. She lived with us, my wife and I, two daughters and a son, And everybody loved ole Na Na; She was so much fun. She had a personality that was controlled by love, She always said she got it from the angels up above. So every Easter morning we would all dress in our best, And go to sunrise service that would start before the rest. Once a year that preacher knew that we would all be there, Because that was the only sunrise service anywhere. He knew my mother loved ...

... Faith Of A Child The father, a well digger, strong was he, And as loving and kind as a father could be. And Mary his daughter, Just five years old, Was much dearer than millions in gold. To Mary her father was big, grand and nice, So each had a treasure, beyond any price. One day to the well, little Mary was sent, To take daddy his lunch, so gladly she went. But when she looked down, not a thing could she see. The well, like a pocket, was dark as could be. The father saw Mary and heard her voice too, But made not a sound, just to see what she'd do. She dropped to her knees, the dear little soul, And called down," Oh, Daddy, are you down in this hole ?"" Why, yes Mary darling, I'm here at your feet, Just drop my ...

... Peace is so hard to be found, Greed and power is all around. These things will never win, for they all lead to sin. The Earth is dying with every year, Mother's crying" This isn't fair !" Homeless people sleeping on every street, Wealthy people, some are not worthy to meet. See, what we are going through now? Some know the truth but ask" How ?" Stand together one by one To every mother, father, daughter, and son Their voices will be heard people will stand to speak God's words Stroms will grow stronger by the year God should be our only fear! We are destroying what his has made, Start stepping out of the shade. Know this, there is light Truth will give back your sight Darkness will come to an end, Believe in god my dear friend.~Elaine Boone~" This is My commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you ...

... 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 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 child so many years gone by, The first time that She held Him, She knew He was born to die. She was a special lady so the Christmas story reads, But She had angels sent from God that helped to soothe her needs. I stand alone beside this grave ...

... , But I just want to write these words so you will understand. You've given me so very much my words could not express, How very much you are a part of all my happiness. My love for life and happiness and everything I do, Is all a clear reflection of the love I've learned from you. I want to tell you daddy because of your special touch, My life has been so wonderful. I love you very much. Love, Daughter [by James A. Kisner 1998 (PoppyK1 @aol.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... My Colors Never Run September 11, 2001 (Tuesday)-For all victims of the terrorism tragedy in the United States of America. You have seen me in this nation And in countries worldwide I show who I am With dignity and pride I've flown on beaches And in trenches with every race I've made it to the moon When I flew in outer space I have seen every battlefield That there is to see I have flown proudly for sons and daughters Who believed in my dignity I stand for America The greatest nation on earth And again I shall fly proudly To show my nation's worth My stars represent a nation That is united as one And NO ONE on earth Will ever make my colors run I am loved by many I am feared by many more I am a piece of cloth Who guides my nation in war I was there in Germany I also flew in Guam I led my nation in Korea I was there in Vietnam I will lead ...

... David Danced-Michal Watched Michal was loyal To everything royal For she was the daughter of Saul. But her husband was boorish So awfully boorish With simply no manners at all. It was her fate To marry a mate Who had grown up with chickens and sheep How to bring charm To this boy from the farm Was causing his queen to lose sleep. Oh, she had to confess He was a success, In the eyes of the world, Dave was famous But of how kings comport Themselves when in court He remained a complete ignoramus. David's heart soared And he danced to the Lord In a manner more free than refined. And his poor little wife Got the shock of her life So she gave him a piece of her mind." I don't care a smidgen About your religion As long as it's solemn and chaste But the way you're behaving With arms wildly waving Is shockingly lacking in taste"" If you must raise Your ...

... . A love for me so beautiful, unselfish and pure, Her precious name will always endure. Looking back on my life, now I can see, All the sacrifices you made for me. Working hard each and everyday, So that I could have a better way. Always ready to listen, my hopes and dreams we share, Finding new ways to show you care, Although there are times I have faltered, I am so proud to be called your daughter. When you hold my hand, and hug me tight, I know that everything will be alright. Given to me from the Father above, no other can compare to my MOTHER'S LOVE.~Patty Locklear~[ by: Patty F. Locklear, Copyright 2008, (gratiac @att.net)-submitted by: Patty Locklear] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... fish with magic words And cast a spell on them. She said that in those woods She was the wisest of the doe, And she thought she'd ask a human If this legend could be so. With large brown eyes she stared at me And then she moved quite near. Her velvet ears seemed to prick-up As if straining to hear. I said I'd heard the legend And assured her it was right, That I even knew this Magic Man As his own daughter might. My answer must have pleased her For she quickly turned and fled. And in a wink I was alone, Still pondering what she'd said. I thought my mind was playing tricks, It all seemed far too queer~To take a stroll within the woods And find a talking deer. It all sounded so fishy, Yet I knew it must be true~'Cause Daddy dear, the Magic Man she spoke about was YOU! -Connie-Daddy's Noodlin ' Days ...

... Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door ...

... I knew he was different from the crowd. His story touched my heart within, And tears fell down my face, And when you hear the words he spoke, Your doubts it will erase. He started calmly, with that light, Still burning in his eyes, And as he spoke, it grew to fire, As from his heart it began to rise. He told me of his wife so sweet, Waiting there back home, And of his little daughter, Whose face he d never known. He told me of his brother, Who once served beside him too, Whose life was taken unashamed, For the country they both knew. And I heard within his voice, A sad and scared young man Who in his life learned something of The Lord God's holy plan. For as he ended, he looked at me, And his tear-filled eyes grew dim, His voice was hoarse as he whispered the words, I am ...