The Poet's Desk Authors Sharing The Love Of
Have You Ever Lived A Day In My Life?
Have you ever lived a day in my life
that I see the stars in the day instead of the night,
and when I look around I only see the sky,
you look at me and see a busy girl in the outside
but lonely in the inside,
Can I get ONE chance to express my feelings
that I may one day be alright.
A Baby Lies Still
At the bottom of a small hill
is a grave a baby lies so still
on the day I put my baby in the grave
I thought my heart would surely break
I'll never see his smiling face,
or hear him laugh, or watch him play,
oh my God what a horrible day.
But I know dear God he is with you,
with a body that's brand new,
he is smiling for you,
you are watching him play,
knowing God he is with you,
is the only thing that helps
me get through each day
The Old Rocking
This old chair knows many heartaches
Its where my mamma rocked each day
It also knows my hearts desires
As we begin , together, each day.
Also In this chair I recall so well
Sitting on my Grandpas knee
He told me of my elders lives
Who lived here before him and me.
He always said to disregard when
Some unkind words I may hear
He would comfort me and hold me close
And would wipe away my tears.
He was a plain and gentle man
With love for all animals and others
He treated all with great respect
And always said they were his brothers.
So this old chair means so much to me
and the warm memories it brings
And those days I cant bring back again
But these thoughts still make my heart sing.
Do not fear little child,
so tender, sweet, and mild.
God heard your infant prayers,
and He knows your every care.
He has sent me to your side,
through the night I will abide.
Sweet baby with cherubic face,
I'll hold you in gentle embrace.
I'll cover you with kisses sweet,
from your head to your tiny feet.
Should you awake and cry,
I'll sing to you a lullaby.
I've been with you from the start,
I, your angel shall not depart.
I'll keep you safe on this starry night,
and wake you with the dawn's first light.
A Place To Move On To
Where were you BEFORE you were born?
In the heart of God every
A Place To Move On night and every morn,
You were created by His pure love
And by your parents too and God above,
God gave you the breath of life you know,
A beating heart too, and He made you grow,
He gave you a Spirit and a Soul,
A mind and body to make you whole,
He also planned what lies ahead
When you become on earth physically dead,
He didn't create you on a whim you see
He knew exactly what He was doing, yes, siree,
What lies ahead we do not know
But He has prepared a place for us to go,
Life does continue, He has other plans,
For our Spirit and Soul, and that is grand,
Take comfort in knowing He has prepared a place
For us to move on to, His Heavenly grace.
©Anne R.C. Neale
A Powerful Thought
I had on new clothes,
New sneakers on my feet.
I was there for class on time,
Went to the back and took my seat.
Yeah, I'm moving up,
I'm already grown.
Soon I'll be graduating,
And out on my own.
I talked to some of my friends,
We were all having fun.
Said some things I shouldn't have said.
Did stuff I shouldn't have done.
I knew I was different.
I felt God touch my heart,
I knew I should set a standard,
But then I'd be set apart.
Walking to the bus,
I was not looking for strength.
I heard the car tires screeching,
But now it's too late.
I'm standing in this room,
And I can see the heavenly gate.
Oh no! I never prayed.
I thought I had time to get it straight!
An angel walked to me,
He had a book in his hand.
I knew it was the Book of Life,
When would this dream end?
I told him my name,
And he began to look.
Then he looked at me sadly and said,
Your name is not in this book.
Angel, this is a dream,
No, I can't be dead!
He closed the book and turned away,
He whispered - You cannot proceed ahead.
No...no this can't be real,
Angel, you can't turn me away.
Let me talk to God,
Maybe He'll let me stay.
He led me to the gate,
Jesus came to me.
He did not let me in but said,
Beloved what is your need?
Jesus, I cried, please,
Don't cast me away from you.
Tears ran down his face as he said,
You knew what you needed to do.
Lord, please I'm young,
I never thought I would die.
I thought I'd have plenty of time,
Death caught me by surprise.
Lord, I went to church,
Please Jesus, I believe.
He said you would not accept me,
My love you would not receive.
Lord, there were too many hypocrites.
They weren't being true.
He took a step back and asked,
What does that have to do with you?
Lord, my family claimed to be saved,
They weren't real. You know.
He said, I died for you,
Now I have to go.
I fell to my knees crying to Him,
Lord, I planned to be real tomorrow.
I couldn't make Him understand,
I had never felt such sorrow.
Then it hit me hard, I said,
Lord, where will I go?
He looked into my eyes and said,
My child, you already know.
Please Jesus, I begged,
The place is so hot.
It seemed to trouble and grieve him,
DEPART FROM ME, I KNOW YOU NOT.
Lord, you're supposed to be love,
How can you send me to damnation?
With your mouth you said you loved me,
But each day you rejected my salvation.
With that in an instant,
Day turned into night.
If I can tell you anything,
Hell has no age.
It is a place of torture,
Separated from God and full of rage.
You know, I thought it was funny, a joke,
But this one thing is true.
If you never accept Jesus Christ,
HELL IS WAITING FOR YOU!
©Pastor Paul Ciniraj
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