God Is Love
in God Poems
God is my spirit
God is my soul
God is the one
Who makes my life whole.
John Peter Read
About John Peter Read
John Peter Read was born in the East End of London in 1948. He was brought up by his Nan and mother, as his father left home when he was 5 years old. At the age of 15, John left school with just a basic education. While in school, he wrote little rhymes just for fun. A couple of his religious poems were published by the Christian church in the UK. He always looks for the best in people regardless of their faults because none of us are perfect, and he’s not one to take life too seriously. John joined the Family Friend Poems Forum in 2011, one year after his wife, Ann, passed away. Sharing his thoughts through poetry helps with the pain of grieving.
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The Moment.
in Poems about Life Struggles
Through life we walk a tightrope
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between the present and the past.
Our lives hang in the balance
and there is no going back. -
Man In The Moon.
in Earth Poems
The man in the Moon
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looks down at the earth
and bows his head in shame.
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Awareness.
in Poems about Life Struggles
Awareness is wisdom
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were truth wears a crown.
Where freedom is born
and lies make no sound. -
Wishing You Were Here
In the silence of twilight
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When ghostly whispers unfold.
Thoughts fill my head
From days of long ago.
Poems by John Peter Read
Quotes by John Peter Read
Love can leave you empty,
love can make you whole.
Love can make or break you.
Love is in your soul.
Live life for the moment.
Treasure every single day,
for only God knows what's in store for us
or what he might take away.
Stories
Hi Peter,
I'm so sorry for your loss. I know what you are going through. I lost my wife Ann 10 years ago. It still hurts like it was only yesterday. The hardest part was seeing her suffer and feeling so helpless, knowing there's nothing I could do. I wish you well, brother Peter. God Bless.
Hi Georgina, I'm still young at heart and mind. It's the rest of me that's aged.
I'm so sorry for your loss, Joseph. It's almost 10 years since I lost my dear wife, Ann. Although it still hurts as if it were only yesterday, maybe I should have attended a bereavement group. Writing poetry does help a little. Maybe that's my therapy.
Dear Yannik,
I'm so pleased you liked my poem. Thank you for your time and heart-warming comment.
It's only now that I'm older I realise my school years were the best days of my life. If only I could turn back time.