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POETRY
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Skipping stones
Living stones
Wishing Stones
No fear. All clear. Childhood
Throwing stones
Phishing stones
Cobble stones
No peace. Why me? Youth
Blarney stones
Building stones
Milestones
No rest. Be impressed. Young adult
Climbing stones
Security stones
Proximity stones
No stop. Near top. Middle aged
Weathered stones
Precious stones
Corner stones
Know peace. Now frees. Senior
Dianne Arington
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What do you see when you look at me
Do you see what I see
Do you see what God sees
What do you see when you look at me
The fat hairy slug I see
Or the beautiful daughter God sees
What do you see when you look at me
The imperfections and mistakes I see
Or the grace and mercy God sees
What do you see when you look at me
The girl that tries to hard to please
Or the unconditionally loved that God sees
What do you see when you look at me
Dear Heavenly Father this is my only plea
Please see Christ when looking at me
Tawnya Wtihrow
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That day on my knees the pain too great to bear
The end was finally near
Wanting nothing this life had to offer
HE was there with me
Encouraging me to be
I felt HIM all around
Holding me as I lay on the ground
Free from sin I would finally know
Peace enough to let go
Finally I let HIM into my heart
Knowing it was a brand new start
Peace washed over me like nothing I had every
known
Everything changed and I knew I had grown
I felt HIS embrace and knew I was finally home
No longer to face this cold world alone
I was finally free from my hole
Something much bigger than me filled my heart
and soul
My smile felt all the way through
Joy bubbled from deep within and grew
Finally I had a purpose all my own
Something in my heart that was already full
blown
Something that changed me if I dared
Something I just had to share
Filled with HIS love and armed with HIS spirit
I had to help others and see them through it
In a world full of thorns I was finally a rose
Everyday that love just grows and grows
From that day on my knees when I accepted
JESUS into my heart
And FINALLY had a BRAND NEW start
Tawnya Withrow
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TOO THIS TOO THAT
Gas too high. Sites too low.
Life too fast. Time too slow.
Reach the top. Find more stairs.
Don't pass go. Just not fair.
Funds don't grow. Waist won't shrink.
Less go green. More red ink.
Plentiful gray. Diminished hair.
Death by chocolate. Might be fair.
Tongue too loose. Jeans too tight.
Jokers to the left. Clowns to the right.
Ride the fence. Go nowhere.
News too bleak. World not fair.
Globe is warming. Coffee cooling.
Young man texting. Old man drooling.
Intruded space. Polluted air.
Politically correct. How's that fair?
DIann Arington
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