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                         Colors

GOD must love the color blue,
for the beauty of the sky,
its reflection on the waters;
GOD must love the color green,
for the grass and the leaves,
in their multi-hued splendor;
GOD must love the color brown,
from dust to sand,
to the rich, deep loam;
GOD must love the rainbow,
for the sign in the sky,
the rain is over for today;
GOD must love HIS children,
for the blood HIS SON had shed,
was of the color . . . red.

             Remember the Flowers

Remember the flowers;
we grow and nurture them,
and marvel at their beauty;
But, remember the first
from whence the seeds came;
For men cannot make
the flowers or the rain;
But GOD gave them to us
to marvel at their beauty,
and to praise and honor HIM,
for HE made us as well.

                         Trades

I have traded the chains of toil
for industry,
the knowledge of work
for independence,
the silence of rebuke
for accomplishment,
the abuse of mind
for dignity of spirit,
the pain of self
for peace,
the neglect of self
for GOD's love,
and found a tortured soul
can still dream.

                          Mantis

Quiet;
Stillness.
Pray.
Alert!
Movement;
Prey!

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     A Poem of September 11, 2001

In ash and ruin
towers of man lie,
In a five sided building,
and a lonely field.
The final resting place
of the brave,
of men strong to save
their fellow man,
those hoping to do their job,
and many on silver wing.
To those who would twist their faith,
beware!
America remembers
and to all terrorists,
cease.
We may be stunned
and we may cry,
but GOD sustains us.

                    Let's Roll!

Those on the flight were edgy,
Knowing something was wrong;
Planes had made the twin towers,
Into funeral pyres for thousands;
That another had crashed,
Into an ediface of military might;
As they called to their loved ones,
To say their last goodbyes;
They vowed there'd be no others,
To have to pay the price;
Let's Roll . . .
Now let us ever be wary,
To prevent terror at all cost;
We are all on the front lines,
No matter what our call,
Support those who fight for Freedom,
At home and abroad!
Let's Roll . . .

                    Toddler

Wait for me mama,
my steps are faltering,
and not too sure;
I want to walk with you.
Before you held me safe in your arms;
now I can go on my own
but I still need you
to make sure my path,
and ease my way.


                     Lullaby

Don't cry little baby,
don't cry precious one;
Your Mama loves you dearly,
as does the Lord above!

Don't cry little baby,
don't cry precious one;
Your Father watches o'er you,
as does the Lord above!

Don't cry little baby,
don't cry precious one;
you have friends and loved ones,
and the Lord above!