Poems That Touched My Heart - Page 4

Lord, help me be the Mother
You've chosen me to be,
One parent with a loving heart,
The mother of my three.

Give me wisdom and courage.
A righteous and faithful leader I'll be,
So I may live through you, Lord,
An example of good I may be.

Teach me patience and understanding,
Grant me compassion and kindness too,
So my daughters may desire a tender heart,
Being kind, forgiving, and true.

Help me show them the way to salvation,
Lord, and the value of their souls,
So they may sustain love, hope, and faith,
That will lead them on their pathway home.

Remind me to hold them tightly
And tenderly let them go
So they might feel my comfort and love
When at times they may feel alone.

And in our body's absence, Lord,
I'm praying they may know
The only need that they would have
Is what I've instilled in their heart and soul.

A baby is a gift, a blessing that makes our lives worthwhile,
As they complete us, give us purpose and always manage to make us smile.

Their cuddles, snuggles, and soft kisses can brighten up any day.
And it's amazing that even just watching them sleep can make all our problems simply fade away.

When they gently clasp your finger or you gaze down at their cute little feet,
We are reminded every day just how precious they are, so perfect and oh so sweet.

We have come together with our family and friends on this absolutely perfect day
To ask God if he could look after this princess as she goes on her way.

We pray that He will keep her healthy and safe and always be her guide,
And that he will be there for her when she needs him to be right by her side.

As we watch her grow and learn, I hope she always learns right from wrong.
May she be little warrior, brave and fearless, but at the same time, kind, gentle yet strong.

May she never stop following her dreams and reach for the highest stars in the sky.
Help her believe and achieve and let her spirits always fly high.

We hope that she will be respectful, humble, honest and true.
A life filled with pure happiness is what we all wish for you.

May she always be surrounded by laughter and her heart always filled with love.
And from this moment, we pray that she will be forever faithful to the Lord above.

God bless you, little angel; may you never stop wearing a golden halo,
And my wish for you is that your life will always be like a rainbow.

Perfect in every single way and just so beautiful to see,
A life that will be intriguing and as colorful as can be.

God bless you, little one.

In the shadow of your warm love
I feel so safe and secure,
And your soft, caring hands
Urge me on to bravely endure.
Your smiles soothe and ease the pain
Of another dark and lonely day;
The rainbow appears amid the rain,
My sorrow as quickly melts away.
A reassuring glow within your eyes
Tells me that you understand
The complicated ways of my sighs
Born of thoughts truly grand.
I continue to look upon your face
And gain a calm heart, my sweet solace.

When dementia creeps in through the back door,
Loving is needed, like never before...

An expressionless face, an empty heart,
A once dazzling life that had lost its spark.
I saw your sad tears and felt every fear
Of foggy days that for you never cleared.

All disappeared, those happy golden years,
Memories you held, so precious, so dear.
The loveliest of smiles, gone without trace.
Who was that stranger who dwelt in your place?

Tenderness was missing, none existing.
Care and affection you were resisting.
It sure broke my heart to see you like that
When we'd shared love and friendship in the past.

My one and only forever mother,
There couldn't have been a better another.
I still pray in hope, again and again
You didn't suffer any physical pain.

As you loved and cared, like a mother should,
I cared for you, as I promised I would.
I hope that these words to heaven get through,
"Dearest Mother, I will always love you."

Mom
1920 - 2008

Baby Jesus, child of love,
born of Mary, child of God,
born this night to bring us light,
God with us, Emmanuel.

Bells ring out, a child is born.
Angels sing out, "Christ the Lord!"
All on Earth rejoice His birth,
a Child of love, the Promised One.

Hope was born this silent night,
dark no more, eternal light.
He came to bring us saving grace,
a child of love, the Holy One.

Word made flesh this holy night,
Living Promise, Lord Divine.
Bringing peace, goodwill to men,
a child of love, the Chosen One.

Born this night, this sacred night
Jesus Christ, the Lord Most High,
came to save and show the way,
a Child of love, the Son of God.

I do my very best each day
Though some days prove worse than others.
I'm everywhere I'm needed,
No need more crucial than another.

I'm there to calm each worry.
I'm drenched by every tear.
I bear the weight of every heartache,
And I'll defend against each fear.

I take the hand of those who have to go
And walk beside them to the Gates,
And sit vigil by the bedsides
Of all those who suffer still in wait.

I wrap my arms around those weary souls
Who lay sleepless through the night.
So laden by their anguished sadness
They've lost their will to live this life.

I whisper words of strength and tenderness
To give them hope again,
And fill their hearts with all my love
To help their souls to mend.

I have so many who depend on me
But I have endless love to share.
I can sit and comfort you alone
And still be everywhere.

But how the Devil works against me
As he wields his monstrous hand.
He sets his sights on all those fragile souls
And preys upon the sinful man.

I feel how angry and betrayed you feel
When the Devil seems to rise,
Convincing you that I don't care
And am no longer by your side.

But I will always take your deepest pain
And carry it for you.
Even times that you give up on me
I won't give up on you!

I know this life can be so wearisome
And the losses can be great.
But I will never leave you on your own
Or your faith in me forsake.

I watch you every second
And I see everything you do,
And what a wondrous sight you are to see,
When seeing from my point of view.

We are in this fight together
And there is nothing we can't do
As long as you stand firmly by my side
And I stand steadfast by you too.

No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls me, it's all right
Because in Jesus I abide.

With His presence, He shelters me
From many dangers all too real.
Like a lamb, He carries me
Over steep hill and stormy sea.

In the midst of pain and hurt,
When I feel confused and stirred,
To Jesus I can always turn
And find solace in His Word.

His is the only voice I hear,
So familiar and so dear.
I know that I can trust in Him,
So to Him alone I cling.

Jesus keeps me from going astray;
I'll always follow in His way.
Forever loved, secure and safe,
I stand in His amazing grace.

I lie here awake, afraid to sleep.
I've prayed the Lord my soul to keep.
My stocking is hung on my bed,
Really brother's long sock instead.

But Mum said it would do for now
As she kissed my cheek, kissed my brow,
She tucked me in on Christmas Eve
When I was young and still believed.

Was that a footstep on the stairs?
My brother's snoring really scares.
Will he get down that chimney tight?
Will I get my first glimpse tonight?

I lie awake, for ages and ages,
Skimming last year's Beano pages,
Under my blanket torch alight,
Getting sleepy, losing the fight.

Woke next morning, screams of glee.
Missed him again; how could that be?
A bulging sock suspended there,
An apple, an orange, maybe a pear.

Cadbury's chocolate! What a delight!
Three new pennies: shiny and bright,
A piggy bank with its own key.
It wasn't much but meant all to me.

The front room always looked divine,
A roaring fire, the smell of pine,
Tinsel draped on the real fir tree,
Foil wrapped chocolates just for me.

Silver baubles' reflections revealing,
Paper chains strung on the ceiling,
Needles dropping on linoleum
Swept up daily by tidy Mum.

Lone present 'neath the Christmas tree,
Wrapped really well, was that for me?
This was as good as it could get,
I've got a new Meccano set.

Ripped off wrap all over the floor.
One present each, but that was more
Than we could expect; times were hard,
Some mates didn't get a Christmas card.

So ten young children eat the grub
Which cooked while Dad was at the pub.
He'd already had a drink or two,
But then, it was his holiday too.

Poor Mum would have to slave away,
No fun for her on Christmas day.
Times were tough, yes, I agree,
But at six years old, it worked for me!

Some people search their whole life through,
Most never find it, but then some do.
You may not know it when you see it,
But you will know it when you feel it.

What is it that eludes most everyone,
That's more precious than diamonds or gold?
What it it that men would die for,
But could never be bought or sold?

If you've been lucky enough to find it,
You will know exactly what I mean.
If you are still looking for what I found,
Don't ever give up on your dream.

I found someone having looked all my life.
I found she was hiding in plain sight.
If ever a love was meant to be,
It was the day that she found me.

Almost at once we knew it was true,
Our heads said no but our hearts said do.
So the two became one when no one could see it,
But we knew we had something because we could feel it.

True love for each other was what we had found.
Our lives became one, forever bound.
Her daily smiles, the touch of her hand.
Without saying a word, she made me her man.

And then suddenly one day our dreams were lost.
Our good times were gone like the sun on the frost.
Without her consent she faded away,
With only our eyes talking until her last day.

As she laid on her bed, her hand in mine,
She and I knew it was her time.
Her eyes were closed until her last breath,
Then she opened them wide as to say goodbye and she left.

So when my time finally comes,
I can look back and honestly say,
I got to experience, if for a short time only,
What it was like to be loved by my one and only.

I'm going where the rainbows glow
And the clouds will never cry.
The sun will sit upon the Earth
To warm the heavens with its shine.
Where the sweetest scent of the roses
Will be carried with the breeze
To mingle with the garden fruits.
The butterflies and the bees,
The birds will sing together,
And the nights will all be day.
The stars will forever twinkle
And the flowers will never fade.
So this is where you will find me
When my time on Earth is done.
I'll go to be in this great heaven
With all of God's chosen ones.

Teachers proudly stand in front of the class
With knowledge and influence en masse,
Igniting a flame in curious minds
Proficiently as the lessons unwind.

Teaching, a calling that burns deep inside
To instruct thirsty, inquisitive minds.
Installing passion that leads to success.
Inspiring pupils to give of their best.

Encouraging scholars' creative gifts,
Praising, applauding whatever it is.
Those who are taught well live well, get ahead.
Blessed are the teachers, it has to be said.

It doesn't go unnoticed, the work involved
Developing great people to evolve.
All humble, nurturing teachers out there,
Thank you all for your compassionate care.

Those who go on to find their hopes and dreams,
Remember the teachers who cast the beams.

A woman's virtue is her wisdom and her strength.
She's poised, prim and proper, and always watches over her sheep.
See, a woman has the ability to get the job done, no matter the circumstance.
God equipped her that way and not by chance.

A woman's virtue is her ability to pray and cover her family without ceasing.
She knows that God's favor on her family's life is forever increasing.
So no matter the errands, the homework, or how she feels,
She covers them daily like their personal armored shields.

A woman's virtue is her ability to sacrifice herself and her time for her family.
Her ultimate goal in life is to see them succeed, and when that happens, her spirit is at ease.
She puts her goals and dreams on hold to make sure the family stands together boldly.
See, God made her multifaceted to meet every deadline, make the kids cupcakes, and to even plan while she's sleeping.

She can take blow after blow, yet have beautiful skin with a natural godly glow,
Like she's been through nothing.
But she'll be quick to tell anybody that her God is truly something.
She doesn't look like she's been in a fiery trial, because God truly keeps her by His side.
She knows that her pain is never wasted and it was never caused in vain.
She knows that one day a lost soul of a woman will come along for her to tame.

See, the kind of woman I'm talking about is beautiful, strong, and a weapon of mass destruction.
She knows the real meaning of spiritual warfare, as it is not just a song.
She'll tell that devil to get under her feet and will not ever accept any kind of defeat, 
Because in due season she knows that she will reap!

See, that woman of virtue is YOU.
Can you stand to be empowered, to know your self-worth?
You're worth way more than you were ever told.
You're worth more than silver and gold.

See, God made you blessed and highly favored.
You're above and never beneath, you're the head and not the tail, you're a lender and not the borrower,
So you should stand for nothing less than what He already promised!
Now, I just stopped by to refresh your memory 
And to remind you that we are all Proverbs 31 women.

Whether we speak from our lips
or from the depth of our hearts,
our thoughts and words go out
as we reach upward to God.

But far beyond the spoken words
God can hear what is not said.
He knows and understands it all
far beyond and even far ahead.

We seek to get God's attention
with words that reach far.
But before we state our needs
God knows just what they are.

Yet prayer serves a purpose.
It awakes us to God's power.
Every need is within His reach
and He is with us every hour.

Prayer reminds us of God's love
and how He gave His very best.
So we can come to God in prayer
whenever we face life's tests.

Prayer draws us to the Father
and connects us to Him by faith.
We experience God's holy presence
and a touch of His sweet grace.

She can be a handful.
Yes, this is true.
But you won't look at her
In the ways that I do.

You couldn't comprehend
What goes through her mind.
You wouldn't understand
The look in her eyes.

From the fits of rage
To the unconditional love.
There isn't a day
Where I'd change any of the above.

Countless nights
I've stayed awake,
Wondering if it's right
Or if I'm about to break.

But in the end,
I know for sure.
No one else in this world
Would try to understand her.

Nights can be bright.
Days can be dark.
But even after every fight,
When it gets hard,
I'll never lose sight
Of what's carved in my heart.

He’s coming! He’s coming!
Santa Claus is on his sleigh!
He’s coming! He’s coming!
Magic reindeer – up and away!

He’s suited, he’s booted,
Snow-white bearded, dressed in red,
He’s coming, he’s coming!
Quick now, children, go to bed!

He’s landed! He’s landed!
Reindeer hooves upon the tiles!
He’s landed! He’s landed!
Bringing gifts and lots of smiles!

I wish we didn't have to say goodbye
I wish I could understand why

I wish we had more time
I wish you were still mine

I wish I could still hold you
I wish I wasn't so blue

I wish I could stop being sad
I wish it didn't hurt so bad

I wish I could stop the tears
I wish the pain just disappears

I wish the best things never had to end
I wish a broken heart could mend

But these wishes are all in vain
Because your love I'll never regain