As tears whip through the branches of my life, I can not even begin to thank-you my dear God for still walking beside me. You reach down and lift me up. You bring comfort to my weary soul.
You found me under a bushel of tangled webs. You saw my burning soul crying out to you Lord. I saw tears in your eyes as you heard me calling out to you. You know each and every one of my sins Lord, and yet you say you forgive me.
As I sit here professing my undying love for you a smile comes over your face. As I humbly lower my head, reaching out to kiss your feet, you let me know I am safe. You tell me the wolves will walk by me and leave me untouched, although they hunger.
Amazing grace my Lord. This is what I am offered as long as I continue to follow you. Miracles I shall see. Creatures I shall feed. Naked I shall clothe. What I have I will share. What ever it takes dear Lord, I will do it so that I may show honor to you God. You are the almighty one.
You gave up your life for me. You let them pound nails into your flesh. You bled for me. You are so great and I am so little and yet you provide me with love and amazing grace.
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Create a short story, piece of memoir, or epic poem that is 26 sentences long, in which the first sentence begins with “A” and each sentence thereafter begins with the next letter of the alphabet.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us ORDERLY.
A tale of a lady, a sister
But whom all know as Terry
Came to be the caregiver
Doting on him giving love
Every time he felt insecure
For his life once used to be
Grieving for what he could not touch
Having the words said to him
I love you and I care
Just when he was about to give up the
King from above sent me a message
Love him he said, give him peace
Make his life better
Nurture his spirit
Open his heart to acceptance
Put all you have in this
Quest I have given unto you
Riches will not be in monies
Sailing along will be rough
The fact is I know you can do this
Unto you I have given this gift
Very few have the patience
Wise words you will speak
Xerox your heart into his
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If you normally write non-fiction, post a photo. If you normally post images, write fiction. If you normally write fiction, write a poem. If you normally write poetry, draw a picture.
(New) photographers, artists, poets: show us OPPOSITE.
I tend to do a little of each of the topic above, and so for today I will write or create a new poem.
My day starts at seven
I leave my bed of heaven
I rise and get up Al
You know he is my pal
I fix breakfast for him
And drink my coffee and grin
For today is a brand new day
Hoping things really go ok
Get Al dressed and on the bus
Wish I could forget the house, the fuss
But I can’t ignore the mess
I really do confess
I clean until it shines
Hang up clothes upon the line
Looking at the clock
Oh my I so forgot
I need to eat my meal
So I take a banana and peel
And have one more coffee to go
Where has the time gone, I don’t know
It is after lunch
And I am tired a bunch
Time to think of dinner
Better pick a winner
So Al will eat it all
And not get weaker and fall
I am just going to take a bit for me
Sit at the table sipping tea
Time to get cracking
Don’t want my skills to be lacking
Dinner almost ready
Don’t falter always be steady
For here is the bus with Al inside
Taking him up the ramp holding the door wide
We are safely inside for the night
Al looks at the table with delight
We sit down and say our grace
And then we dig in filling our face
God stayed with us each today
Both of us remained out of harm’s way
Now tucking Al in his bed for the night
I fall in my bed and wish all a goodnight.
Write an entire post without using any three-letter words.
This is going to be a very hard thing to do
Writing a blog with no three letter words.
I have to enforce my very aged brain and even some.
So I don’t sound like I have come totally undone.
What makes it worse is my brain is so cold
I just came back inside from letting Polly leak
I made my coffee, I’m waiting to drink
My eyes continue to want to remain half asleep.
So here I am placed with a drink inside me
Wracking my brain over this daily prompt
Polly is whining because of wanting to play
So I have to stop writing so Polly won’t stray.