Wonder Mom
in Mother Poems
Of all the wonders you have done,
The events you planned, the races run.
The workload endured day by day,
The deeds that were completed along the way.
in Mother Poems
Of all the wonders you have done,
The events you planned, the races run.
The workload endured day by day,
The deeds that were completed along the way.
in Hope Poems
May our challenges be triumphs
Our accomplishments are huge
Our strengths are many, our fears are few.
Have peace and contentment that can't be destroyed,
Thank you, Ann, you're so right. Thank you for reading and appreciating this poem, blessings always
We work no long hours
nor keep track of the time,
We are living in the moment
with each one by our sides.
Thanks, John. I'm glad you enjoy the side-by-side poem, I so much appreciate your comment.
Blessings to you
Judy
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.
While on this ride on the road called life
It's best to take it all in stride
Take the good with the bad,
Be joyful when you're sad,
Oh, that's a beautiful poem, short and to the exact point. God desires each of us to come to him so he can lighten our loads. That's the reason we go through so many obstacles in life, so we don't have to go through stuff alone.
Jac Judy A. Campbell
Yes! You're exactly right. We worry about the after, never realizing today determines the after!
Jac Judy A. Campbell
Ah, so tenderly expressed. True love remains, no matter the age. We may show signs of wear and tear on the outside, and even though our hearts get wrinkles, the tender love of time is unique.
Jac Judy A. Campbell
I have a sister, and she prays in her bedroom every morning before doing anything else. My husband and I were talking yesterday about how disciplined she is. This poem is a tribute to all, one to live by. God Bless you for telling it like it is.
Jac. Judy A. Campbell
Oh, this is a touching poem. I'm a tutor for autistic children, and the expressions you used were very loving. The most you can do for him is keep on loving him.