Poems

— By Norma Marek (used with permission) If I knew it would be the last time that I’d see you fall asleep, I would tuck you in more tightly, and pray the Lord your soul to keep. If I knew it would be the last time that I’d see you …

-- by Linda Ellis

My poem, The Dash, is based on that little line on a tombstone, between the dates of birth and death. Ultimately, that dash is a symbol which represents every day we've spent alive on earth. Therefore, how you spend your "dash" is all that really matters. Following is an amazing story about someone whose dash truly made a difference.

The story behind the carol, "I Heard The Bells on Christmas Day"

-- Author unknown

Tragedy struck the home of America's most popular poet.  On July 9, 1861, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's wife, Fanny, was near an open window sealing locks of her daughter's hair in a packet, using hot sealing wax.  It was never known whether a spark from a match or the sealing wax was the cause, but suddenly her dress caught fire and engulfed her with flames.  Her husband, sleeping in the next room, was awakened by her screams.  He desperately tried to put out the fire and save his wife. He was severely burned on his face and hands.

"A rich child often sits in a poor mother's lap. " -- Danish Proverb

"Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children. " -- Charles R. Swindoll

"If you want your children to turn out well, spend twice as much time with them, and half as much money." -- Abigail Van Buren

"My mother was the making of me." (Thomas Alva Edison)

-- Author Unknown

My son came home from school one day, with a smirk upon his face.
He decided he was smart enough, to put me in my place.

"Guess what I learned in Civics Two, what's taught by Mr. Wright?
It's all about the laws today, The "Children's Bill of Rights."

It says I need not clean my room, don't have to cut my hair.
No one can tell me what to think, or speak, or what to wear.

I have freedom from religion, and regardless what you say,

Years ago, near Athens, Georgia, a woman was killed in an automobile accident. She was very well liked. The school where she worked shut down for her funeral and, on the day the teachers came back to work, they found this poem in their email that the deceased woman sent on Friday before she left school.

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By David M. Romano - Copyright, December 1993

When tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me;

By SaxonDawg Every U down in Uville liked U.S. a lot, But the Binch, who lived Far East of Uville, did not. The Binch hated U.S! the whole U.S. way! Now don’t ask me why, for nobody can say, It could be his turban was screwed on too tight. Or …

Under the shelter of His Wings, our hearts will rejoice and our spirits will sing. Glory to Christ, Our Lord and King! Under the shelter of His wings, we can find comfort and freedom from despair; because our Savior and Lord truly cares. Under the shelter of His wings; we …

The Candlestick O trials and tribulations may Constantly assail us! Yet as Saints of the Lord, we have a Brilliant Ray of Hope, who will Never fail us! He will prevail Over sin by being triumphant Over Satan’s power. For Christ, Our Defender, protects us every hour. O as saints …