How Can We Doubt God's Wondrous Love
in Spiritual Poems about Nature
How can we doubt God's wondrous love
And see a pure white flying dove.
A ray of sunshine from the sky
A tiny baby peacefully lies.
in Spiritual Poems about Nature
How can we doubt God's wondrous love
And see a pure white flying dove.
A ray of sunshine from the sky
A tiny baby peacefully lies.
in Religious Poems
Like dust we shall all rise in a moment, like a thief in the night
The Lord will be coming with a loud noise from the high
The moon will be darkened, the sun won't cast its shine,
The stars will be falling from the ebony sky
Hi, sister Judy, my family friend forum friend. Loved your sweet poem. God bless you. Thanks for sharing.
in Change Poems
When worries and fears I claim for my own,
When I feel helpless and all alone,
When my deepest memories come to mind
And all my sadness I leave behind,
in Meaningful Poems
How sweet is the fragrance of the roses
And a bite from the apple pie
The blossoms that bloom in the springtime
And a wink from your love ones eye
in Husband Poems
I didn't take a chance, so to speak
We're just following God's lead
He asked me if I would marry him
Holding hands on bended knee
in Creative Poems
Poems are magic, they're music to our ears
A beautiful song within our hearts,
Some folks rejoice to hear
Thanks, John, I appreciate the comment, and as long as I can still think, I will still be writing.
Jac Judy
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the words I want to hear.
Love is growing with you and filling in the gaps.
Love is our tomorrows, our future, and our past.
The strongest branch has fallen
From our family tree.
God had his way; he's taking me home,
So you need not grieve for me.
My oldest brother passed away on Dec 24, 2016, and this poem was published that same day. This poem speaks volumes to me. Thanks for sharing!
in Falling in Love Poems
Like a fire quickly burning
Laying
Touching
Loving
in Animal Poems
In a tall oak tree, on a steep rugged hill
Sit's a small contented bird
She's a singing Whip-Poor-Will.
All though she's small in size