Hello friends…Just to wish all of you a Merry Christmas and to share a piece of my heart with you…At this time of year which should be a happy time I feel like there’s more which could be done to for the homeless who just need a chance to help them get through. I know there are con artists which use the homelessness as a ploy to deceive others but why should they suffer through their ignorance!!!…Quite a few years back I remember hearing of a homeless man who was due to move into self contained quarters within weeks but sadly was found frozen to death outside a shop entrance…It was written in the paper “When you’ve been living on the streets for so long you lose your dignity and feel unwanted and unloved!”…My new poem is dedicated to each of these people…Hence
The Gathering Of Angels
Much Love To You Always…xxx Lynn xxx
The snow kissed the Earth on a cold Winter’s day
A man on a bench dressed in rags starts to pray
These words did I hear as I passed slowly by
“Dear Lord hear my prayer as it’s now time to die!”
Then I listened with envy at what he next said
“Thanks for the stars which give light on my bed
Also for the friendship of the creatures so small
And forgiving my enemies when they have been cruel!”
His hands looked so cold with a hint of mid blue
And I hoped with my heart to help him get through!
My eyes felt so moist then I let out a sigh
A stranger to him yet he said “Please don’t cry!”
“Come sit little one for there’s room on this seat
Take my last bread which I beg you to eat!
Please take my cloak as this day is real cold
Then go to your home as your parents may scold!”
I whispered “Come hither, come home with me
Lets fly up to Heaven take my hand come and see!
The Lord has been waiting for your safe return
And has instructed an Angel to take his Son home!”
He reached for my hand with such trust and belief
No more was he cold and his heart felt no grief
As a rich man now enters in Heaven above
And the Angels all gather to bless him with LOVE!
© By LynnKaren
35 for I was hungry and you gave Me food; I was thirsty and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in;
36 I was naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you visited Me; I was in prison and you came to Me.’
37 “Then the righteous will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry and feed You, or thirsty and give You drink?
38 When did we see You a stranger and take You in, or naked and clothe You? 39
Or when did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?’
40 And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least
of these My brethren, you did it to Me.’
Another week has passed by and another day nearer to my Granddaughter’s funeral which will be on Wednesday…Sometimes I just sit and think of why this had to be…All I know is without my faith I’d have nothing to hold on to as life can cause such heartbreak…I hope by putting my thoughts in poetry it will help others get by and overcome those obstacles which get in life’s way…My new poem is named…I’ll Be With You Tomorrow…For my little Angel…xxx Danikka-Rae xxx
Will you wait a while longer
For us to unite
As a Passport To Heaven
Is nowhere in sight
It hurts me to leave you
With strangers you see
But the Dear Lord has made
Other plans we can’t see!
I promise you sweetheart
You’ll be missed by us all
As life isn’t easy
And the tears often fall
I pray from my heart
That the Angels above
Treasure each moment
Now they have you to love!
It may seem like forever
And I’ll try to be strong
Until we’re together
As our love is our bond!
I can’t tell you for certain
But I hope and I pray
I’ll be with you Tomorrow
Or even better still this DAY!
King James Version (KJV)
18 At the same time came the disciples unto Jesus, saying, Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?
2 And Jesus called a little child unto him, and set him in the midst of them,
3 And said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.
4 Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven.
Hello dear friends…Sorry it’s been a while since I was last on here but I’d like to thank you all for the kind feedback I received from my previous poem…Death or upsets can hit us all in so many different ways and sometimes we can lose our way or even faith in life…I hope with all my heart that any burdens you’re faced with in life will be just small ones and your blessings be ample…I’ve written another poem named… ‘She Sits Out Of Reach’… I hope you enjoy…Much love always…xxx Lynn xxx
No longer the person that she wants to be
She enters the dark door in hope no-one sees
No song in her heart just a numbness within
So she climbs out of reach to a life ‘very grim’
No will to go on as she’s frightened and lost
She’s given up hope and the pain pays a cost
So she sits on a shelf way high out of reach
Like an unwanted toy without trust or belief!
Too scared to unburden how she really feels
So she chooses to go to a world that’s unreal
Encasing the beast which is fed by her fears
In hope that the problem will soon disappear!
The pain’s so intense she no longer can breathe
Emotions so wrought in this life she did weave!
So she closes the door on the darkness for good
Taking chance on a life that is capable of LOVE!
I will be glad and rejoice in your love, for you saw my affliction and knew the anguish of my soul.