Archive for the ‘Poems’ Category

He who waits

Monday, December 21st, 2009

Okay, this a rough draft for a poem that just poored out last night.Its called: He Who Waits.

Let Him in the scriptures say.
A simple phrase that at times can be easier said than done.
Let Him into your heart and you will see the man or woman He knows you can be.
Let Him into your soul and you will clearly see who you are and what you can be.
Let Him in he waits at your door.
He can only be invited so take the chance and you will see your life will NEVER be the same for he is the Savior of the World and his love will ever be the same.
The same for you, the same for me he paid the price. He knew for us to live he first would have to die.
Let Him in and you will see how his Atonement can change your life.
Don’t close your heart.Let Him in,let Him in…

Friendship Tree

Thursday, April 9th, 2009

I have a special tree.
This tree is as unique as it is special.
It was planted just for me.
It needs no pruning, no water or sun to grow.
It’s not planted in soil or in a clay pot and yet it found the perfect spot.
You can’t see it with the naked eye for you see the tree you seek is planted deep inside of me.
It grows with each smile,kind or encouraging word.
It grows love without measure.
It grows inside me.
The branches are filled with faces my mind has been known to forget, but my heart will always remember.
It’s every moment that I treasure for it grows with love without measure.
I call it my friendship tree and it will grow in my heart forever.
Friends come and go its part of the way life is perhaps meant to be.
So it is my friendship tree that stays with me and comforts me. Faces and memories that helped to shape who I am for a circle is round; it has no end that is how long you shall truely be my friend.
All it needs is love and friends like you!

The Man in the White Suit

Monday, June 16th, 2008

I see a man in a white suit standing before me.
He is radiant from head to toe.
I see a man so confident and sure of who he is and what he wants to be.
He is reaching out to me.
His smile beckons me.
His eyes seem to be looking into my soul.

The vision begins to fade and I see him as he sees me.
If only he could see what I see then he would know his worth.
If only he could see that he is a butterfly just waiting to be set free.
He would know the man in the white suit that stands before me; the man I see who beckons to me.

Why I collect pennies

Wednesday, May 28th, 2008

A Penny
I found a penny today, Just laying on the ground,
But it’s not just a penny, This little coin I’ve found.

Found pennies come from heaven, That’s what my Grandpa told me,
He said Angels toss them down, Oh, how I loved that story.

He said when an Angel misses you, They toss a penny down,
Sometimes just to cheer you up, To make a smile out of your frown.

So don’t pass by that penny, When you’re feeling blue,
It may be a penny from heaven, That an Angel’s tossed to you

One Word

Monday, April 14th, 2008

One mind

One heart

One soul

One kiss

One touch

One man

One choice

One feeling

One word…LOVE.

Today is a Brand New Day

Thursday, April 3rd, 2008

Just for today, I will stop putting of ’til tomorrow what I should do today.

Just for today, I will wear a smile even if a tear shall leave my eye.

Just for today, I will plan for tomorrow to be better prepared for today and things to come.

Just for today, I will reach out to someone who needs a helping hand.

Just for today, I will accept help from a stranger who sees a need and smiles at me.

Just for today, I will give encouragement to someone who feels that all is lost.

Just for today, I will give my love to someone who does not know what love is.

Just for today, I will be the best I can be for today is a brand new day.

The Tears I Cry

Saturday, November 10th, 2007
Originally Posted by Sweet Leslie on Friday, October 26, 2007, 09:35 AM

The tears I cry are bittersweet.
My little ones have been taken from me.
Why did noone see through the man he was pretending to be?

The tears I cry are bitter sweet.
He took them away from me.
Revenge his intention.
He could only see what damage he could do to me.

The tears I cry are bitter sweet.
My little ones are still close to me.
Watching and looking forward to the day we will meet again.

The tears I cry are bitter sweet.
He cannot hurt them anymore.
For in the arms of their Savior they will forever be.
Watching and praying for me;for their mother I will always be.

The Image in the Mirror

Saturday, November 10th, 2007

Raquel’s Poem

Saturday, November 10th, 2007
Originally Posted by Sweet Leslie on Wednesday, October 17, 2007, 07:46 AM

R is for really sweet
A is for apple of mom’s eye
Q is for quick
U is for unique
E is for eternally mine
L is for loving

Ian’s Poem

Saturday, November 10th, 2007
Originally Posted by Sweet Leslie on Wednesday, October 17, 2007, 07:45 AM

I is for intelligent
A is for always mine
N is for never forgotten