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~ Angie's Rose ~
I know a rose tree, that drips with morning dew
Like diamonds in the sunlight, it glows with heavenly love,
by the beauty it exudes.
I come to it with tenderness, for it speaks to me of God
I speak in little whispers, step gently in the rain
For the wonder it unlocks.
I know a pretty rose tree, in my garden's where it grows,
Its fragrance is from heaven, I breathe in very softly
For only God it knows
Derry's Heart Poems © 2011
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Life's Fairest Flower
I have a garden within my soul of marvellous beauty rare
Wherein the blossoms of all my life bloom ever in splendour fair
Amid all this beauty and splendour, one flower stands forth as queen
Alone in its great dazzling beauty, alone but ever supreme
The flower of love and devotion has guided me all through my life,
softening my grief and my trouble, sharing my toil and strife
This flower has helped me conquer temptation so black and grim
And led me to victory and honor over my enemy, sin
I have vainly sought in my garden through blossoms of love and light _
For a flower of equal wonder, to compare with this one so bright
But ever I met with failure, my search has been in vain_
For never a flower existed, like the blossom I can claim
For after years I now can see, amid life's roses and rue_
God's greatest gift to a little child, my darling Mother, was you.
By Helen Steiner Rice
A Fav poem of Angie's
Angie's precious Mammy and Daddy
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Angie's Daddy was Canadian, a mechanic, worked on planes
Then the Second war began, so to England's shores he came.
There he wed sweet Mammy, who lived in Yorkshire's vale.
When Mammy was with child, to Daddy's sis she sailed.
Angie was born in Canada, but Mammy missed her family there,
So they all sailed back to England, Granny's house and kitties shared.
A bus conductor Daddy was, and they found a special home
And Angie's little brothers, two special boys were born.
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In a little Yorkshire village, a happy life they knew,
Daddy loved their Mammy, with a love so very true.
Then Dad contracted, passed of polio and left them all in tears,
Dear Mammy was so sad, she didn't live, for fear.
Angie and her brothers, went to a children's home.
Eighteen months went by, Angie cried there all alone.
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Then foster parents took her, and though 'twas bittersweet
There was food and clothes and holidays, and train rides were a treat.
Foster sister had a pekingese, Mitzi was her name,
Angie got to cuddle, when sister was away.
Sometimes the clothes were op shop, sometimes sewn by hand
And sometimes look-a-likes, made by the foster Mam.
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Angie loved so many things, at school and everywhere
Best of all the lovely children, needing lots of care
And bikes, trees, hide go seek, cartoons and hopscotch
Hulahoop, tig, camping, fishing, marbles, whip and tops.
Youth group, and Girl guides, to learn of this and that
And in Sunday school for stickers, Angie had to wear a hat.
Loved writing, spelling, history, poems, books to read and dream
Knitting, embroidery, cooking, how to make a cuppa tea.
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Hurdles, swimming, waltz, tennis, art, netball,
But, when Hubby came to visit, that was the best of all-
She'd drop all she was doing, with Hubby courtin' at the door-
and she stayed a lot at Mam's, her soon dear Mam-in-law.
Angie even had a holiday, in a caravan with friends
At Primrose Valley Yorkshire, they wished would never end.
Loves pizza, fried egg sarnie, vanilla choc ice cream,
Scones with strawberry jam, almonds-sugar coated dreams.
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Angie had a very special job, in a photography studio.
To develop all the films, to the dark room she would go.
Sometimes helped with wedding shoots or babies very cute,
Or served at the counter, ran errands or clients introduced.
Hubby worked as a young man, for a production company,
Then enjoyed being employed in radio and TV-
And then in a power station as a very busy overseer
For many good productive years.
© Derry's heart poems
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♥ Courting Days ♥
I'm taking a trip down memory lane, to when I was courting and young again,
back to the swinging sixties, when everthing was much freer of care,
and we all dressed so nifty, smart and debonair,
with my backcombed hair, which took me ages to pile up there,
wearing my mini skirt, which back then I could wear, with ease,
for I was so skinny, with my white leather boots, which came up to my knees,
and in his specially made to measure suit-
my boyfriend with his beatle's haircut, looking really cute,
and on his feet his winkle pickers, so trendy and neat....
me waiting for him at the bus station with excited anticipation,
hoping he wouldn't be late for our date, to go to the pics,
or as we said back then, the flicks.
We would get in the queue us two, then go in
and join the other courting couples on the back row
so we could have a good snog-kiss and cuddle, when the lights went down low,
until the film-movie was over and it was time to get up and go,
having to rush, the two of us.....hoping to catch the very last bus ♥
By Angela © 21st March 2007
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At twenty one, the wedding, foster Dad walked her down the aisle
Her brand new life with Hubby, was filled with loving smiles
Angie loved her new Mam , a dear Mam now she had
Plus Aunty Dear was special, so Angie wasn't sad
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A cuddly baby boy arrived, to bless their loving home
Angie had a family now, to call her very own
They had a special dog, a pet so very loved
And their baby was a darling, precious little son
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The years sped by so fast, their son found a girl to love
A daughter now for Angie, a darling for her son.
To Scarborough each summer, for holidays they go
To walk the beaches, gardens, and oh they love it so.
Angie's filled her life with loving, and in a hospital she cares
For life has let her know, that love's a treasured gift to share.
Derry's Heart Poems © May 2011
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"Our Newborn Son"
Son when you were born, and we brought you back home, we felt so scared and all alone,
and on our own, you such a small bundle, all skin and bone,
with ten tiny fingers and toes, who hardly fitted into his baby clothes,
innocently peeping up at us with big blue eyes, and a cute button nose.
Sure made us realise, parenthood comes as a shock and quite a surprise,
thinking.... how are we going to cope as he grows, heaven knows.
The first night was the biggest fright, wondering if you'd be alright,
we kept you close, and not far from our sight,
me feeding you on my breast, then when you'd had your fill,
falling to sleep, contented on my chest.
Many sleepless nights you gave us, we were so weary,
and our eyes were so bleary, without any rest.
Son when you were born, and we brought you back home, we felt so scared and all alone,
and on our own, you such a small bundle, all skin and bone,
with ten tiny fingers and toes, who hardly fitted into his baby clothes,
innocently peeping up at us with big blue eyes, and a cute button nose.
Sure made us realise, parenthood comes as a shock and quite a surprise,
thinking.... how are we going to cope as he grows, heaven knows.
The first night was the biggest fright, wondering if you'd be alright,
we kept you close, and not far from our sight,
me feeding you on my breast, then when you'd had your fill,
falling to sleep, contented on my chest.
Many sleepless nights you gave us, we were so weary,
and our eyes were so bleary, without any rest.
You certainly put us through our parental test, but as the months and years flew,
and you weren't to us as new,
you grew and we got so much pleasure and love out of you, us two.
You growing so dear, with every passing year, through the laughter and the fears,
the school years, your tantrums and the tears, and mischief beyond belief,
and sometimes causing us much grief, but also,..
as a babe and boy, you brought a lot of laughter, fun and joy.
Now you've grown into a big strong man, with your own life's plan,
and you'll probably one day have your own little kid-
Hoping it brings as much love and joy to you our lad- as you did to us, your mam and dad.
by Angela. ~ © 23rd March 2007
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I see Mam in my son's eyes, I see her in his smile,
I hear her in his laughter, she's with me all the while
'blossoms'
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`SHE'S LIVING STILL` Since Mother went away, it seems she's nearer than before, I cannot touch her hand, and yet she's with me more and more, and the years have never lessened the longing in my heart that came the day I realized that we must dwell apart and just as long as memory lives, my mother cannot die, for in my heart she's living still as passing years go by. by Helen Steiner Rice. |
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..¸.•*’ (¸.• ✿*✿ •.¸)`*•.¸¸¸You are precious ♥
" A Tribute To Mam"
( Mum-in-law)
The first time we met, I will never forget, I was nervous and didn't know what to expect,
Me, a young lass not knowing much of life, a bit green
You an earth mother, a wife, a wise old sage.
A lot more of life you had seen, a feeling as though I'd known you for an age.
A kindness, goodness, sweetness, a caring and warmth glowing from within,
Straight away you were taking me under your wing, as though for you, all my life I had been waiting.
We spent many hours and years together, some good, some bad, and sad, but the best I ever had.
You taught me a lot of life's things. These I will always treasure,
and from my heart they will never depart,
to me more precious than gold, now that I am old,
carrying on what you taught me, your wisdom of old, making me more bold.
You're still here, quite near, walking at the side of me, a whisper away from my ear, watching..
Your presence guiding me still, for this I always will be eternally grateful to you.
The only thing I didn't do, that I regret, which I did forget, while you were here,
was to tell you, to me you were so dear.
I wish I could have just one more day with you, for you to come back,
so I could say, which I never got around to, before you went, and passsed away, is ..
I will forever carry you in my mind and my soul, and love you deeply with all of my heart,
until of this earth, I do leave and depart.
In heaven up above, I know we will meet again.
You'll be waiting for me with all your love, free of all your pain.
Your radiance and sweet glowing light, still alive.
You an angel in heavenly flight, and then I know......that I'll not be afraid,
that I'm going to be alright, when I go into that bright shining heavenly light.
by Angela. © 8th October 2006
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♥ Two hearts As One ♥
(first meeting)
Like a fairytale romance just by chance, across a crowded room, your eyes met,
and something for both of you seemed to connect, making your hearts dance and sing the right song,
as though for each other you'd been waiting, your whole life long.
Two hearts beating as one, as if at last for you two, you had found your true soul mate, by a hand innate.
By Angela. © 3rd November 2006
♥You are LOVED dearly♥
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(first meeting)
Like a fairytale romance just by chance, across a crowded room, your eyes met,
and something for both of you seemed to connect, making your hearts dance and sing the right song,
as though for each other you'd been waiting, your whole life long.
Two hearts beating as one, as if at last for you two, you had found your true soul mate, by a hand innate.
By Angela. © 3rd November 2006
♥You are LOVED dearly♥
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,.--❤--., Flying The Nest ,.--❤--.,
(leaving home)
Our son, we won't be worrying as much about you anymore,
because at last you've (and we've) found the one, for a long time you've been looking and waiting for.
A really grand, truly natural lass, with lots of class.
Our times together through all kinds of weather, in the past, and of late
have been a real pleasure. In our hearts they will last, for us to treasure, keep forever.
Now it is time for you to go out and do your own things,
to fly the nest and spread your wings, for we've done our best, but now it's up to you to do the rest.
Just remember what you've been taught, what's important in life, which can't be bought, like ..
love, honesty, respect, and trust, is a must.
Just a bit of thought goes a long way, as you know, at the end of the day.
All we can say is, sometimes it will be a bumpy ride, but what you've got in you, inside,
and with the right one by your side, will guide and help you to pull through.
We just wish for you to live, to love, be happy, that's all you have to try and do,
and I say, with our hearts so true, dear son....we're very proud of you,
and we will always be here and near for you, if you want and need us too....
by Angela. © 4th November 2006
.•*¨*♥ ¸¸.•*¨*♥ ... wishing you a JOYful day!
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.* . * (_ /|\ _) . * . ♥¸¸.•*¨*♥ ... Love & Blessings ...
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( )¸.♥´´¯`•.¸¸.☆♥ ... Peace & God's ¸.♥´´¯`•.¸¸.☆♥¸.♥´´¯`•.¸¸.☆♥Amazing Grace.
,.--❤--., Flying The Nest ,.--❤--.,
(leaving home)
Our son, we won't be worrying as much about you anymore,
because at last you've (and we've) found the one, for a long time you've been looking and waiting for.
A really grand, truly natural lass, with lots of class.
Our times together through all kinds of weather, in the past, and of late
have been a real pleasure. In our hearts they will last, for us to treasure, keep forever.
Now it is time for you to go out and do your own things,
to fly the nest and spread your wings, for we've done our best, but now it's up to you to do the rest.
Just remember what you've been taught, what's important in life, which can't be bought, like ..
love, honesty, respect, and trust, is a must.
Just a bit of thought goes a long way, as you know, at the end of the day.
All we can say is, sometimes it will be a bumpy ride, but what you've got in you, inside,
and with the right one by your side, will guide and help you to pull through.
We just wish for you to live, to love, be happy, that's all you have to try and do,
and I say, with our hearts so true, dear son....we're very proud of you,
and we will always be here and near for you, if you want and need us too....
by Angela. © 4th November 2006
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( )¸.♥´´¯`•.¸¸.☆♥ ... Peace & God's ¸.♥´´¯`•.¸¸.☆♥¸.♥´´¯`•.¸¸.☆♥Amazing Grace.
Come, see the life God gives, a special babe to know
God's most gorgeous gift, for those who were alone
'blossoms'
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"What Are boys?"
What are boys? Who really knows?
But as he grows he'll certainly keep you on your toes.
He'll love to play with his toys, and he'll get up to all sorts of ploys,
and mischief beyond belief, but he'll also bring much laughter,
sunshine and many joys.
He'll shed many a tear for you too, it's true,
but with the passing of every year, before your very eyes, before you realise,
your baby son so dear, will have turned into a man.
Gone his youth, for that's life's plan
..... enjoy it all while you can,
by Angela. © 15th January 2007
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What are boys? Who really knows?
But as he grows he'll certainly keep you on your toes.
He'll love to play with his toys, and he'll get up to all sorts of ploys,
and mischief beyond belief, but he'll also bring much laughter,
sunshine and many joys.
He'll shed many a tear for you too, it's true,
but with the passing of every year, before your very eyes, before you realise,
your baby son so dear, will have turned into a man.
Gone his youth, for that's life's plan
..... enjoy it all while you can,
by Angela. © 15th January 2007
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' To Celebrate Our Wedding Anniversary'
It's been a long time since our wedding day,
we were then so young, carefree, innocent and gay.
We've since travelled many roads and paths together along life's way,
Some have been light, bright, sunny and warm,
many have seen the heavy dark clouds and the storm.
After nearly forty long years we've weathered it all,
the hopes, the dreams, the fears, the laughter, heartache and the tears.
If I could turn back time, I would still make you mine,
not a thing would I change or re arrange.
To have and to hold for the rest of my life, being proud to be your wife.
We can't turn back the clock, my husband, my rock.
I loved you then, I love you still, as long I live, I always will,
with all my breath, and all my heart
until of this earth we grow old
and leave and depart.
by Angela © 16th September 2006
'Our Knight In Shining Armour'
(my Hubby)
Like Sir Valiant Heart, a knight of old, on his trusty white steed,
you speed, and ride up to our side always in our times of need.
So bold, loyal and true to care, you are there faithful, just and fair, our troubles to share.
Without any fright, fearless you go on into the night, to fight the good fight, always putting wrong to right.
Never faltering going on, where others dread and fear to tread, just going head to head,
on the trail until justice doth prevail. Without fail, with your will and nerve,
like the steeliness of iron, with the strength,
the courage and a heart big and strong, like a lion..
By Angela © 19th November 2006
(my Hubby)
Like Sir Valiant Heart, a knight of old, on his trusty white steed,
you speed, and ride up to our side always in our times of need.
So bold, loyal and true to care, you are there faithful, just and fair, our troubles to share.
Without any fright, fearless you go on into the night, to fight the good fight, always putting wrong to right.
Never faltering going on, where others dread and fear to tread, just going head to head,
on the trail until justice doth prevail. Without fail, with your will and nerve,
like the steeliness of iron, with the strength,
the courage and a heart big and strong, like a lion..
By Angela © 19th November 2006
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May God be in each step you take,
Guide decisions that you make,
Hold you close in His dear love, lift your heart to heaven above,
Protect you when you slip and fall, hear you when you softly call,
Soothe what's hard to understand
And ALWAYS hold you in His hand!
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*•. .•* ... BIG Hugs ♥
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And life was seeming very dark, with no hope to be found,
But then there came a whisper, a very gentle sound
'Twas Jesus in the darkness, dear Jesus with His love
'Twas Jesus as the sunrise, watching from above
and as He sees the little birds, and cares when one may fall,
I know that Jesus holds me and somehow makes me whole
'blossoms'
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.♥ ( Love's everlasting
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(¸☆´ (¸.♥´´¯`•.¸¸.♥Blessings
Beneath the freezing wind, the cold, the snow, the sleet
There's a life that's still been living and the loving has been sweet
For that's what life is like... We love within the pain,
Our Jesus holds and keeps us, while in the pouring rain.
For He is making heaven, a heaven in our hearts,
and so He knows the winter, that He needs to impart.
He sends the snow to show us, what warm love really is,
so cold becomes a gift, to find the love He always gives.
' blossoms'
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and though the winter blew and cold lay in my heart
I felt the love of Jesus, and all He would impart
I know now that He loved me,
He loved me all along,
and now I know to Jesus, I truly can belong.
'blossoms'
and though the winter blew and cold lay in my heart
I felt the love of Jesus, and all He would impart
I know now that He loved me,
He loved me all along,
and now I know to Jesus, I truly can belong.
'blossoms'
~ Tenderly He Watches ~
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Today He is watching, seeing your heart
Wanting to walk all of life's path, in the sweet love He always imparts
Today He is planning, glory for you
While He is changing, molding anew - all that you are, all that you do.
Today He is reaching, to touch you with care
His life is unfolding, ever to share, the life that He bears.
Today He is keeping , hold of your soul
Each moment you're held, nurtured, befriended
to make of your heart beautifully whole
Today, you're beloved, kept from all harm
Your life is now carried, treasured forever - safe in His arms.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
The LORD watches over all who love Him
Psalm 145:20
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Today He is watching, seeing your heart
Wanting to walk all of life's path, in the sweet love He always imparts
Today He is planning, glory for you
While He is changing, molding anew - all that you are, all that you do.
Today He is reaching, to touch you with care
His life is unfolding, ever to share, the life that He bears.
Today He is keeping , hold of your soul
Each moment you're held, nurtured, befriended
to make of your heart beautifully whole
Today, you're beloved, kept from all harm
Your life is now carried, treasured forever - safe in His arms.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
The LORD watches over all who love Him
Psalm 145:20
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♥ Angie's Spring Garden ♥
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~ Just A Fragrance ~
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We are only just a fragrance from the ones we'll always love,
Just a misty waft between, in this life of unison
We are a mere rose petal, so velvet soft, apart,
A memory, a dream. of spring within our heart.
A picnic in the forest, a whirl of pretty blooms,
Breathing beauty of our loved ones, by the fragrance they exude.
We're immersed in life by faith, with eyes that see beyond,
Beyond what here we feel, we know where we belong.
We see each other's spirits, each other's souls we know,
We're looking past the tangible, to a love that loves us so.
It's relationship that keeps us, spirit joined is how we are,
We love the love in one other, we love, but heart to heart.
We don't need eyes of earth, to be close to those unseen,
For the ones we love so dearly, are the ones we always keep.
And when we get to heaven, no matter form, we'll be,
Completely loved in Jesus, to be known eternally.
There we'll be welcomed home, by our Saviour first of all,
Kept, beloved always- just through that fragrant door.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © April 2011
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♥ For you Heavenly Bliss ♥
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We are only just a fragrance from the ones we'll always love,
Just a misty waft between, in this life of unison
We are a mere rose petal, so velvet soft, apart,
A memory, a dream. of spring within our heart.
A picnic in the forest, a whirl of pretty blooms,
Breathing beauty of our loved ones, by the fragrance they exude.
We're immersed in life by faith, with eyes that see beyond,
Beyond what here we feel, we know where we belong.
We see each other's spirits, each other's souls we know,
We're looking past the tangible, to a love that loves us so.
It's relationship that keeps us, spirit joined is how we are,
We love the love in one other, we love, but heart to heart.
We don't need eyes of earth, to be close to those unseen,
For the ones we love so dearly, are the ones we always keep.
And when we get to heaven, no matter form, we'll be,
Completely loved in Jesus, to be known eternally.
There we'll be welcomed home, by our Saviour first of all,
Kept, beloved always- just through that fragrant door.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © April 2011
[email protected]
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♥ For you Heavenly Bliss ♥
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`*.¸.*´…Love forever, friends forever....
¸.•´¸.•~♥♥♥~•.¸¸.•~♥♥♥~•.¸¸.•~♥♥♥~•.
God's arms enfold us close, hush, still, our troubled mind,
close our eyes, and dream, dream heaven in the skies,
May Jesus take our hand, and rise us on the dawn
May Jesus fill our heart today
our spirit be re-born
'blossoms'
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~ Our Special Story ~
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Here it is our special story, where we began and live
The story one, where-of we're glad, for all the love it gives
And here we take a pen, and write a page today
That could not be better told, than how life's gone its way
Would we a jot remove, to value more we liked
What within the character, could be taken out of sight
Could we write a better story, more joy and less of hurt
Or might we want to take the pain, beginning from a birth
Would erasing many years, with memories all our own
Remove the many precious things, we learnt by life alone
Would conversations be, the friendship shared with friends
If we could change the story, or turn a different bend
Or might it put together, bring us to God above
Where we will know His perfect, everlasting, constant love.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © May 2011
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Poetry from the Heart
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c('')('')̡ ♥♥♥ .~*
”*°•♥•°*” precious friend. ( ♥ )
~ Our Special Story ~
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Here it is our special story, where we began and live
The story one, where-of we're glad, for all the love it gives
And here we take a pen, and write a page today
That could not be better told, than how life's gone its way
Would we a jot remove, to value more we liked
What within the character, could be taken out of sight
Could we write a better story, more joy and less of hurt
Or might we want to take the pain, beginning from a birth
Would erasing many years, with memories all our own
Remove the many precious things, we learnt by life alone
Would conversations be, the friendship shared with friends
If we could change the story, or turn a different bend
Or might it put together, bring us to God above
Where we will know His perfect, everlasting, constant love.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © May 2011
[email protected]
Poetry from the Heart
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c('')('')̡ ♥♥♥ .~*
”*°•♥•°*” precious friend. ( ♥ )
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.`·.¸.·´ ¸.·´¸.·´¨) ¸.·*¨) (¸.·´ (¸.·´ .·´ ¸¸.·¨ `*~*~ஐ ĞŐĎ ஐ Lövê§ ஐ ¥öµ The Gift Of a Lasting Love ❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿ Love is much more than a tender caress And more than bright hours of happiness For a lasting love is made up of sharing Both hours that are joyous and also despairing It's made up of patience and deep understanding And never of stubborn or selfish demanding It's made up of climbing the steep hills together And facing with courage life's stormiest weather And nothing on earth or in heaven can part A love that has grown to be part of the heart And just like the sun and the stars and the sea This love will go on through eternity For true love lives on when earthly things die For it's part of the spirit that soars to the sky BY HELEN STEINER RICE ✫...(⁀‵⁀,) .✫...(⁀‵⁀,) ....✫.`⋎´......✫.`⋎´ .✫.(⁀‵⁀,) (⁀‵⁀,) ✫....✫ (⁀‵⁀,) ✫.✫.`⋎´ .`⋎´ Thank you.`⋎´ |
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.`·.¸.·´ ¸.·´¸.·´¨) ¸.·*¨) (¸.·´ (¸.·´ .·´ ¸¸.·¨ `*~*~ஐ ĞŐĎ ஐ Lövê§ ஐ ¥öµ My God Is No Stranger ❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿ I've never seen God, but I know how I feel- It's people like you who make Him so real, My God is no stranger- He's so friendly each day, And He doesn't ask me to weep when I pray It seems that I pass Him so often each day In the faces of people I meet on my way, He's the stars in the heavens , a smile on some face, A leaf on a tree or a rose in a vase, He's Winter and Autumn and Summer and Spring- In short, God is every real, wonderful thing, I wish I might meet Him much more than I do- I would if there were more people like you. by Helen Steiner Rice ✫...(⁀‵⁀,) .✫...(⁀‵⁀,) ....✫.`⋎´......✫.`⋎´ .✫.(⁀‵⁀,) (⁀‵⁀,) ✫....✫ (⁀‵⁀,) ✫.✫.`⋎´ .`⋎´ Thank you.`⋎´ |
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•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.♫♪ The Butterfly •.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.♫♪ High up into the sky you fly, and flutter by, you beautiful, graceful butterfly, descending only when looking for sweet nectar, flitting from one flower to another - testing them out like an inspector, your delicate lace like wings, catching the sun and the light, looking like an angel in heavenly flight, your life I'm afraid, wont be a long span, so rise high, fly free, drink from the nectar of life, while you can. By Angie 16th September 2006 •.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.♥♥♥♫♪ |
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✿*✿*✿Luv U✿*✿ *✿
..¸.•*’ (¸.• ✿*✿ •.¸)`*•.¸¸¸You are precious
~ I Am With You Still ~
My loved ones so dear, when I am gone, do not mourn for me too long, be strong,
you will probably shed many a tear when I am not here, but never fear,
I will always be with you and ever near, a whisper away from your ear.
We'll be together still, in our memories of yesteryear, in what we had to share,
in our lives, of lots of happiness, love and care,
and for you, I hope it will make it much easier to bare.
I will still be out there somewhere....floating about in that big blue sky up above
looking down on you with all of my love,
or I'll be fluttering by on the wings of a butterfly or a dove,
and when you're walking by the sea and sand.
I'll be with you still holding onto your hand,
in the cry of the wind, and in the sigh of a soft gentle breeze,
or I'll be up in the trees humming along with the bees,
or singing a song among the rustling leaves,
and at the end of the day, at eventide I'll still be at your side, next to you I will stay,
only a heartbeat away.
I will be there when you fall asleep into slumber deep,
in your dreams and up in the night sky,
twinkling with the stars and moon shining on high.
I'll be there at the crack of dawn and a bright sunny morn, in sun gleams,
and dancing in between the sunbeams.
I will be among the birds morning song, and in all of life's busy throng.
I'll be there also in the beautiful colours of a rainbow's glow, through April showers
and in the sweet smell and smiling faces of the flowers,
and in the air that you breathe, you I will never leave,
in rain, hail, sunshine and snow, with you still wherever you go,
and whichever way the wind blows and goes....
our spirits, hearts and souls, thine and mine, will forever eternally entwine,
I will be with you still until the end of time,...
when we meet up in heaven's domain, and once more........all be together again.
by Angela. © 20th August 2007
God bless you today & always.
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/ \ ♥ Much Love & Abundant Blessings ♥
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'Our Ruby Celebration'
My husband dear, our ruby anniversary this year is here.
I can't believe how the time has quickly come to pass
from when I was but a slip of a lass.
Then we were so young, only twenty one.
We made such a handsome pair, walking down the aisle together there,
both as fit as a lop(flea) beaming at each other with a loving smile,
your hair a much thicker mop, with that lovely quiff on top,
which always made me sigh-which now has sadly gone by the by-for quite awhile.
Then we were so carefree, happy and gay, and it was such a lovely wedding day.
All the guests togged out in their best, which now seems so far away.
We've had our shares of ups and downs, some laughter and some frowns.
Now we're a bit older and more wrinkly, and not as fit and young and twinkly.
Yet, we've done many miles and crossed some difficult stiles together
through all kinds of weather, through our hopes,
dreams and fears, the laughter and the tears.
My husband so dear..as your wife,
I wouldn't change any of our life over the last forty years.
Many times we've been put to the test, but for me they've been
my happiest and the best, and I know I am, and have been, truly blessed.
By Angela 20th March 2007
*┼* .♥´´¯`•.¸¸.♥*┼* .♥´´¯`•.¸¸.♥
My husband dear, our ruby anniversary this year is here.
I can't believe how the time has quickly come to pass
from when I was but a slip of a lass.
Then we were so young, only twenty one.
We made such a handsome pair, walking down the aisle together there,
both as fit as a lop(flea) beaming at each other with a loving smile,
your hair a much thicker mop, with that lovely quiff on top,
which always made me sigh-which now has sadly gone by the by-for quite awhile.
Then we were so carefree, happy and gay, and it was such a lovely wedding day.
All the guests togged out in their best, which now seems so far away.
We've had our shares of ups and downs, some laughter and some frowns.
Now we're a bit older and more wrinkly, and not as fit and young and twinkly.
Yet, we've done many miles and crossed some difficult stiles together
through all kinds of weather, through our hopes,
dreams and fears, the laughter and the tears.
My husband so dear..as your wife,
I wouldn't change any of our life over the last forty years.
Many times we've been put to the test, but for me they've been
my happiest and the best, and I know I am, and have been, truly blessed.
By Angela 20th March 2007
*┼* .♥´´¯`•.¸¸.♥*┼* .♥´´¯`•.¸¸.♥
❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿
"Bookends of Life"
In life, we have two bookends, a beginning and an end
The things amid do fill the gaps, whereby, our lives do blend.
The volumes which are written, reveal the light of men
The print upon the pages, contain the breath within.
The chapters stacked so neatly, are bounded at the seams
And filled with aspirations, our failures and our dreams.
The many happy chapters, hold sorrow in-between
The valleys and the mountains are parts of life’s great scheme.
The fiber of our being, is glue that makes it stick.
The text that fills the pages are choices we did pick.
It takes a set of bookends to make one’s life complete
The content comes together when both the ends do meet.
One day upon completion our lives will be made whole
When Jesus reads our memoir, the mirror to our soul.
We cannot change the content once written, nevermore
It’s stored amongst God’s archives
Upon that golden shore.
By: Marilyn Ferguson © 2006
˙·٠•●♥ My Jesus Loves me ♥●•٠·˙˙·٠•●♥ My Jesus loves me♥●•٠·˙
~♥♥ He took all my burdens, and rolled them in the sea
Now I am so happy, as happy as can be,
For Jesus took my burdens, and rolled them in the sea! ~♥♥♥
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┊¸.☆ ★ه`•.¸.•¸.┊... ┊¸. ¸.☆┊ ¸.☆┊
A Pattern For Living
"Love one another as I have loved you" May seem impossible to do, But if you will try to trust and believe, Great are the joys that you will receive, For love makes us patient,understanding and kind, And we judge with our hearts and not with our minds, For as soon as love entered the heart's open door, The faults we once saw are not there anymore- And the things that seemed wrong begin to look right, When viewed in the softness of love's gentle light, For love works in ways that are wondrous and strange, And there is nothing in life that love cannot change, And all that God promised will someday come true, When you have loved one another, the way He loved you. by Helen Steiner Rice |
•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.♥♥♥♫♪•.¸¸.• God speaks to us in many ways, altering our lives, our plans and days, and His BLESSINGS come in many guises, that He alone, in LOVE devises. ~Hellen Steiner Rice~ ¸¸.•*"Ӝ"*• .¸¸.•* ¸¸.•*"Ӝ"*• .¸¸.•* "The LORD bless you and keep you; the LORD make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you; the LORD turn His face toward you and give you peace." (Numbers 6:24-26) •.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.♥♥♥♫♪•.¸¸.• |
(¯`♥´¯) (¯`♥´¯) Wishing you
`*.¸(¯`♥´¯)¸.*´a blessed day.
. . . .`*.¸*´ a warm embrace. ((( ♥ )))