By Debi Pick Marquette
Instead of resolutions in year 2025
I ask myself if Jesus came, would my loved ones survive
Did I do everything I could that is within my power
To help my family before that week, that day or hour
The world no longer looks at what the Bible says is sin
At heaven's door, the world can beg, but will God let them in
And we all know that satan's plan is only to deceive
But Jesus has so much to give, accept Him and receive
The baby praised at Christmas is our Savior, Jesus Christ
Yet, God loved us so much, it was that Son He sacrificed
Unless we're born again, and in our hearts the angels sing
There can't be anything in life that takes place of our King
And some would say 'cause God is love that none of us should fear
That He would never cast us out, but people listen here
That even though my faith is strong, I ask help for my soul
Cause taking us to hell with him is satan's greatest goal
We won't always see eye to eye, so let's live and let live
But for your peace of mind, always remember to forgive
By Debi Pick Marquette
I wrote my poem based on the uplifting scriptures I found.
The numbers on each stanza is matched in Author's notes
with the scripture I wrote the poem verses for.
Read Poem and then read the scripture to match.
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1 ~ I know my Lord is there for me; to Him I must reach out
He gives me strength and knows what all my weakness is about
2 ~ When I am down and feel I need help for my aching soul
This verse helps me feel rested; once again I will feel whole
3 ~ Encourage one another and then build each other up
When you give freely of yourself you help to fill their cup
4 ~ Don't worry 'bout tomorrow as that is another day
Just think about today and to God give your cares away
5 ~ Whatever makes you anxious, take it to the Lord in prayer
And possibly you'll find out it is no longer a care
6 ~ Since I was just a little girl, my mom said to believe
That what I asked for in God's name, expect that I'll receive
7 ~ He's with me everywhere, I will be brave and never fear
I must not be dismayed, I know my Lord is always here
8 ~ He made me special from the moment I was in the womb
When I was born, He brought me out, on this earth I'd resume
9 ~ This season's about Jesus and His love means joy and hope
The Holy Spirit gives us peace, and helps us all to cope
10 ~ Our God loved us so much, He gave his one and only son
If we believe, we'll be with Him when our time here is done
| Author Notes |
Match poem's two line stanza with Bible Verse by number
Verse 1 ~ Philippians 4:13:I can do all things through Him, who strengthens me. 2 ~ Matthew 11:28:Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. 3 ~ 1 Thessalonians 5:11Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing. 4 ~ Matthew 6:31-34 Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own 5 ~ Philippians 4:6-7 Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 6 ~ Mark 11:24 Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours. 7 ~ Joshua 1:9 Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. 8 ~ Psalm 139:I3 I knit you together in your mother's womb. Psalm 71:6 and brought you forth on the day you were born 9 ~ Romans 15:13 May God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope. 10 ~ John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his one and only son, that those who believe in him shall not perish, but have everlasting life |
By Debi Pick Marquette
We have two choices in this life, one is to follow God
The other is the choice of death, of satan and his fraud
You say your body is your own, with God you should confer
My girlfriend took her baby's life, the guilt would then take her
Our sin will follow us around, unless we can repent
And when it's been washed white as snow, His Mercy has been sent
For those who know they're Heaven bound, they shall not feel God's wrath
And yet we know the way to Heaven is a narrow path
So, please before your time is up, put Jesus first somehow
And choose to be born once again; no better time than now
I ask from deep inside my heart, because I resonate
Think where you'll spend eternity, before it is too late
By Debi Pick Marquette
We'll say some healing prayers for you
For friends, it's so easy to do
We're sorry you have not been well
And glad someone here you could tell
You've many friends, there's quite a few
We'll say some healing prayers for you
We hope that you will come back strong
And pray that it won't be too long
Hope love and goodness come your way
May the sun shine for you each day
We'll say some healing prayers for you
I pray you will feel better too
Of all that we want you to know
With family who love you so
Please come back to them good as new
We'll Say some healing prayers for you
By Debi Pick Marquette
When satan puts things in our head, we know should not be there
Or stirs up sadness from the past and why should we still care
Why worry about things we can't do anything about
Or some may dwell on thoughts of what they have to live without
Yet, why do we allow satan to mess inside our head
We should be casting all our cares to our dear Lord instead
That's when I find the bright side that will tell me it's okay
His Son will shine His light for me that helps to guide my way
God sent the sinners, Jesus, and for all of us He died
And as His Son shines for you too, may you find your Bright Side
| Author Notes |
I will never capitalize the name of satan. He is neither proper or important to me so he is not worthy of the honor.
Art by Pinterest. |
By Debi Pick Marquette
This is the anniversary
So young you were taken from me
At that timeI begged you to stay
It's been 29 years today
So, Mom, as I'm thinking of you
I'm kinda down, a little blue
I do not often feel this way
But once a year, and on this day
I need to tell you how I miss
Your love, the hugs, your gentle kiss
I know you hear me when I say
I long to have just one more day
And yet, God's plan for us would be
Live with Him through Eternity
I no longer ask for my way
But mom, I'll be with you someday
| Author Notes | I wrote this years ago and just changed the years to bring it up to date. |
By Debi Pick Marquette
I think of you this time of year because you'd always fuss
You made Halloween extra special for the nine of us
You sewed or made sure all your kids had costumes every year
No violence for decorations; you did ours with cheer
The pumpkins from our garden we would pick before the freeze
And we would carve all weekend as we made sweet memories
A candle in the middle of each one would make them light
Our yard would be so beautiful every Halloween night
In Winter, you loved Christmas, also Easter in the Spring
I loved how you would play piano and we all would sing
Your voice sounded like joy, no wonder your mom named you Joyce
I'd pick you from a thousand moms, if they gave me my choice
I think of you this time of year, so I wrote you this poem
I'm almost ten years older than when God had called you home
But Halloween reminds me of the fun things we would do
So when it is this time of year, I always think of you
By Debi Pick Marquette
For blessings, I don't always feel
A gift from God I didn't see
Unanswered prayers with no reveal
Someday they will make sense to me
Sometimes I'll ask why, when and how
Because my Lord, You know all things
A shallow heart please don't allow
Is this part of life's little stings
I struggle with the way things are
Yet all my secrets I confide
And I've looked near and I've looked far
But I cannot find my bright side
I'll show more trust in His Sweet Grace
And ask Jesus to hold my hand
Perhaps, it's not the time or place
When it's his will, I'll understand
By Debi Pick Marquette
DOES HE NOT OR DOES HE LOVE
PULLED DYING PETALS OUT
HE DID IT GENTLY WITH A GLOVE
HE SAYS THERE IS NO DOUBT
TOGETHER OVER FORTY YEARS
BEEN THROUGH AN AWFUL LOT
BUT MEMORIES BEFORE THAT STEERS
THAT HE SHOULD LOVE ME NOT
AND UNTIL YOU, I NEVER KNEW
A LIFE LIKE THIS EXISTS
NOW I HAVE SEEN WHAT IT CAN DO
AND LIVE WHAT IT CONSISTS
THIS KIND OF LOVE I WASN'T SURE
THE THOUGHT STILL MAKES ME WEEP
RELATIONSHIP SO VERY PURE
NOT SURE ONE I COULD KEEP
I DIDN'T TRUST, I DIDN'T CARE
FOR YEARS WAS ON MY OWN
MY MIND STILL WANTS TO TRAVEL THERE
BUT I WON'T GO ALONE
HE LOVES ME, YES HE LOVES ME
AND YES, I LOVE HIM TOO
TELL ME AGAIN, SO I CAN SEE
ITS MEASUREMENT SO TRUE
STILL I AM WEAK AND AT A LOSS
AT TIMES, STILL NEED A CRUTCH
HE SPEAKS AND HEALS ME FROM THE CROSS
I LOVE YOU CHILD, THIS MUCH!
By Debi Pick Marquette
When feeling sad and kinda blue I don't know what's come over me And I'm not sure what I should do In clouds so dark, I cannot see Then I'll search for that special light So in the darkness I can't hide I'll ask for help, in prayer that night And I will soon see the bright side I know those feelings will come back They are so hard to understand When satan plans his next attack I know my Lord will hold my hand That's when I will dust off my heart And I'll go where I can confide 'Cause Jesus will help me to start To once again see the bright side
| Author Notes |
Looking for a bright side is what picks me up and my favorite thing to do to get through any rough patch. Whether it be health, something heavy and stressful in life, or in the kind I write about in this poem. Where you can't quite put your finger on what is wrong.
This is my fourth Bright Side poem. Art from Pinterest Account |
By Debi Pick Marquette
What God truly wants us to know
What so many learned long ago
Experience, from home or school
Most all were taught the Golden Rule
I'll treat you just how I want to
Be treated in return by you
To hurt someone by ridicule
Is not part of the Golden Rule
To talk behind somebody's back
Is like a mean school girl attack
So if you feel this makes you cool
Not practicing the Golden Rule
Don't pick on someone just to flaunt
A condescending dig or taunt
Sarcasm's given by a fool
Does not fit in the Golden Rule
Last month we heard a friend had died
She had committed suicide
Abusive spouse treated her cruel
We wished he'd known the Golden Rule
God's love, forgiveness and respect
Good manners we should all expect
Kindness is always the right tool
To follow the great Golden Rule
| Author Notes |
By Debi Pick Marquette
America's morality has slowly gone astray
We do not look to God enough, to ask what is His way
Our kids need working ethics like the times of yesterday
The values of our government are sadly in dismay
No matter who was President, our Jesus was the King
Without faith in our country, we are holding by a string
Some churches even changed to make it more about their thing
God's in control but we can feel the pain of satan's sting
So teach your kids of Jesus as it truly is the key
They have a better chance to learn responsibility
Without respect for fellow man, we really are not free
And as we pray for guidance, thru His word we all should see
God loves us very much, I'm sure this can't be a surprise
It breaks my heart to know that some believe in satan's lies
He’d love to bless us dearly, but He will not compromise
Without protective hands on US
In Truth, "Our Country Dies"
| Author Notes |
Pray America! Our grandkid's future is at stake
I keep hearing from people that there is no good candidate so they don't want to vote. Please vote and elect at least the lesser of the two evils, if you feel that way. Vote for the ones who's policies are closest to God's word. |
By Debi Pick Marquette
No vacancy at Inn, they'd warn
When he was born, in eve to morn
And many years after His birth
He walked on earth, He'd show his worth
He gave His life for all mankind
Pay him some mind, come seek and find
The miracles that he would do
This man, a Jew, still does for you
When Jesus would go out to teach
Often a beach, where He would reach
The pain that so many would feel
And He'd reveal, how He could heal
A couple friends would turn on Him
The lights went dim, His chances slim
The cross, He carried as He walked
The people flocked and then they mocked
He died for us, He is the Son
The only One, He said, "It's done"
Our Savior, that many despise
He would surprise, Yes, He would rise
For centuries, it's told to men
We don't know when, He'll come again
But if you made Jesus your choice
You'll hear His voice, and you'll Rejoice
| Author Notes |
Rhyming wrap around for Jesus
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By Debi Pick Marquette
So do you recognize this song
It's sung where many here belong
I sing it just like I would pray
'Cause I live in the USA
It starts with, "Oh say can you see"
It's from Poet, Francis Scott Key
This is National Anthem Day
Star Spangled Banner, USA
Because I'm free, I love my flag
From wars, it could have been a rag
Old Glory comes back, come what may
She still waves in the USA
But things are not what they once were
Morality's become a blur
For government, a prayer I'll say
In God we trust, in USA
I get the chills and shed some tears
Still gets me after all these years
At sports events, before they play
Please stand, no knees, in USA
Some soldiers came back, some did not
The sacrifice, we've not forgot
Sing loud and proud, respect we'll pay
For all who served for USA
| Author Notes |
The tune for the National Anthem was actually an old English song from a London Pub.
Like many in my generation, in grade school we would stand next to our desk every morning, put our hand on our heart and say the Pledge of Allegiance. I contribute this to my early and continued love and respect for our flag. We also had chores at school, and one was to put the flag up every morning and take it down after school. We learned how to fold it properly and made sure it never touched the ground. Such wonderful memories for me. |
By Debi Pick Marquette
My Christian faith knows all seasons
In Winter’s chill His love will grow
I am thankful for these reasons
'Cause I am washed as white as snow
I love my faith's rebirth in Spring
I walk His path on fresh~grown sod
And oh, the joy that it will bring
To someday see the face of God
In Summertime, the temps are hot
His gifts of flowers; show and tell
The one thing Summer's heat cannot
It can't compare to satan's hell
My colors are of orange and gold
And slowly turn to aging rust
As Autumn of my life grows old
God's Loving Hands I'll put my trust
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By Debi Pick Marquette
It started with my mother's love For beauty in the endless skies The birds and rainbows, stars above But mostly she loved butterflies A week after she's home with God We golfed with friends, both gals and guys For all nine holes, friends thought it odd They followed me, two butterflies My children missed their grandma too At times we still all have our cries My sweet daughter got a tattoo On her shoulder are butterflies Of many here that I call friend A few love them so I'll surprise As I collect, I try to send Them pictures of new butterflies One night I dreamt that I had passed Mom welcomed me with sweet apprise At Heaven's gates, with her at last God's garden full of Butterflies
By Debi Pick Marquette
My faith helps me to face each day; it truly is my guide
It's why my heart is full of love, and why I must confide
My Jesus loves me and I always want him by my side
It gives me peace to know that I no longer have to hide
There was a time when I was young, here in the USA
The people felt the privilege, to speak of God and pray
In school we bowed our heads before we ate most everyday
But now even our government, has surely gone astray
So listen to the words that Jesus once was known to share
It's faith the size of mustard seeds, will put you in His care
And having faith will keep you from the evil one's despair
He died for you, a love like that is extraordinaire
By Debi Pick Marquette
Within my world of poetry
I'll find my creativity
The space I'm in for me is key,
To step out of reality
Within my world of my real life
I'm mom, grandma, and loving wife
Husband, three kids, six Grands agree
We have been blessed abundantly
Within my world regarding health
Lupus has robbed my body's wealth
I wish that I could be pain-free
But won't let illness define me
Within my world inside my mind
To prejudice I’m colorblind
The best of all I try to see
I look for possitivity
Within my world I guard my soul
To Heaven is my final goal
I'll love, have faith and follow Thee
With Jesus, through eternity
Withn my world at FanStory
I grow with every writing spree
A kind and caring place to be
A world-wide second family
| Author Notes |
People ask me all the time since I always write about others, to write something about me
It's pretty general but it's my world. Done in: AAAA BBAA CCAA DDAA EEAA AAAA |
By Debi Pick Marquette
What hurts my heart the very most A politician who could boast Of making it a right to kill With surgery or else a pill One thing I do not understand What once was a God fearing land That we would listen to the lie Of satan; not a baby's cry The innocent without a voice Ask why you think it is your choice Some mothers are too scared to fight So won't stand up for baby’s right Some laws are made for votes, we know To say it's right, won't make it so The Bible says there is a day That those who kill a babe will pay They're sent to Heaven from our worst But God meant them to be here first I've heard adopted parents quote How would babies want you to vote
| Author Notes | I know I will have opposition on this, but this is my passion is to let the unborn voice be heard |
By Debi Pick Marquette
With human race out of control
God found a way to save each soul
His Son, a Savior sent to Earth
Man followed Him since Christmas birth
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It matters not what we have done
He is the One, God's only Son
It doesn't matter where we've been
He died to take away our sin
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Repent and follow; give Him praise
Then fast forward to nowadays
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Verbal abuse was everyday
Sue knew there was no other way
They had been fighting more and more
She’s ready to walk out the door
Packed up the kids so they could leave
First said a prayer; Sue did believe
She knew that Jesus heard her plea
When He said Sue, come follow me
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Since Jill had Covid, months ago
Why she's still sick, she didn’t know
Her life, each day it seemed to rob
And now it even took her job
She felt like things were getting worse
That she was moving in reverse
Her zest for life was absentee
Then Jesus said, come follow me
*
Too much, Tim's parents would demand
And he could never understand
They pushed so hard that he felt lost
Sadly it might come at a cost
About to overdose on pills
Nobody cares how this boy feels
Tim thought about eternity
When Jesus said, Tim, follow me
*
They all heard Jesus and would trust
Had willing hearts, they knew they must
His Love is what would set them free
When He said, come and follow me
*
But first there's something they would do
It always gives me comfort too
The Three of them, Sue, Jill and Tim
They gave their baggage all to Him
| Author Notes |
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By Debi Pick Marquette
A Godly woman knows what's most important in her life
And we should always love God first; then our role as a wife
I try to think of others so it's not about just me
And this is how the Proverbs 31 woman should be
But as I study the scriptures, I realize that I lack
I try to manage my own life, from God, I'll take it back,
But love and wisdom from above will always fill my heart
Each day, a new beginning when my Lord lets me restart
There's nothing more rewarding, than the feeling that you've done
What's righteous and approved of, by the Father and the Son
And I ask Them to lead my way, and shine for me a light
That's why I try to hand the reins to God each time I write
| Author Notes |
Although my poem is about the Proverbs 31 woman, I chose to elaborate that as much as we strive to be that woman, we fail because we are only human. So the fact that I seemed to get off track and tell about letting God down, but how he lets me start over again shows what a wonderful God we serve, was done intentionally. As we should never stop trying to do His will.
A Club Event Submission This week, write about your favorite spiritual verse or POEM from your own religion's holy book, or book of poems. For example: The Bible; I Ching; The Kojiki; The Book of Mormon; the Koran; The Hebrew Bible; etc Or spiritual poetry like: The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran: Salomon, Song of Songs; Rumi. |
By Debi Pick Marquette
In Heaven you don't celebrate
But ninety two, you'd be this date
A special day to me on Earth
Sweet recognition of your birth
You gave your love so selflessly
Because of you, there is a me
You fought with your blood, sweat and tears
To give me life, though many fears
I came early, about twelve weeks
Your visits helped my growing streaks
They said that I would not survive
Your prayers and love kept me alive
You raised eight kids, four of your own
No one could tell, if hadn't known
You didn't play a stepmom's game
You treated all of us the same
In school all of the years you taught
You loved children, a gift you brought
Your special saying was so wise
We saw God's wisdom from your eyes
A loving grandma you had been
I'd inherit that love within
For thirty years that pain has stung
Because God took you way too young
It's hard when these dates come around
Someday we'll be on common ground
'Till then, I'm sure you always knew
I love you, Mom, and I miss you
| Author Notes |
My mom wrote a lot of poetry and her saying that she changed the
last line to go with the situation went a lot like this: All stages of your life, you'll make some choices, bad and good More happiness and less regrets, by choosing those you should Grab whats truly important and then do your very best Keep only what makes God happy; no need for all the rest |
By Debi Pick Marquette
At the end of the day, do I know that I've done
Everything that I could, not to hurt anyone
Did I gossip at all, would my parents be proud
Have I held onto hurt, more than should be allowed
Did I welcome someone, try to show them the ropes
Or just think of myself, try to crush all their hopes
When I saw souls were lost, did I help them to find
Did I do all I could, to help their peace of mind
The temptation is high, I don't have what it takes
I'm so thankful Jesus, died for all my mistakes
Did I let the anger, make me hateful and mean
Did I choose forgiveness, try to wipe the slate clean
Have I given enough, where I most need to give
Have I lived in a way, that I know I should live
Do I give compassion, to those needing the love
Have I prayed when I should, to my Lord up above
I try hard not to judge, I know it's not my place
I just can't be removed from His Sweet loving Grace
Have I been good enough, am I still at a loss
Do I fully accept what He did on the cross
When it's all said and done, has my name been engraved
So when I leave this earth, will I know I've been saved
When I look at my life, see what it’s been about
Do I koow where I’ll be, when my time has run out
By Debi Pick Marquette
'Twas hard when I heard of her death
I wished I'd called her back that day
Now she has taken her last breath
I must accept she's passed away
She wanted to go out for lunch
That day I had too much to do
If I had only had a hunch
I would not feel the guilt that's due
Arrived home from the funeral
I planned to lie down in my bed
My heart still aching in my soul
My hubby says, look here instead
That's when I saw it in the sky
A lovely ball of colored glow
Like a round pastel butterfly
He said from God, your own Sun~Bow
I wondered if it was a sign
Life happens as it's meant to be
When He sent it with bright sunshine
I felt somehow it lifted me
To lose a friend was hard to take
But now this peace felt lyrical
Reminded me He won't forsake
Perhaps this was My Miracle
| Author Notes |
To be precise, my husband used the word, rainbow. Then found out later they were called sun~bows
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By Debi Pick Marquette
With greed and hate they started war
Destroyed what Israel stood for
Will Holy Land be any more
I wonder what is next in store
While Israel digs out and climbs
The Bible warned from early times
The silenced dead cry out like mimes
About Hamas attacks and crimes
Their Capital belongs to them
The city of Jerusalem
Since there will be judgment in rem
God promised that He would condemn
So proud of what their country meant
The bombs from both sides that were sent
It's not fair to the innocent
Now some not sure where loved ones went
Here, borders no longer abide
They've been shipped in from every side
From sleeper cells that wait and hide
And we continue our backslide
Wake up America, it's clear
They are among us, very near
Does anybody shed a tear
For those who now must live in fear
When God was welcome, it would be
America ~ the land that's free
His laws no longer can we see
Could this be start of WWIII
When souls were sold that weren't to sell
Could we end up like Israel
Lord's second coming~time will tell
Then evil will be sent to Hell
| Author Notes |
It was a true day of Woe when Israel was attacked by Hamas. And now so many lives are affected and it may even put us into war again. However our country is already compromised. My news comes from CBN, Christian Broadcast Network and also:
NY Post reports that nearly 7 million illegal aliens have entered the US, under Biden's watch. Many of which are part of Hamas and are called sleeper cells and are building daily within the United States For Israel, for America, for the World, please pray for peace! |
By Debi Pick Marquette
We see the problems of the world, but are we right to judge When we are quick to anger, and we sometimes hold a grudge When God gives heart compassion checks, what does He see in me My human nature causes me to fall short naturally So I will go back like a child, where there will be no fraud And I'll be thankful to be there, and in the arms of God The worth of what He did for me cannot be fairly priced From Him who sent His son for me, my Savior, Jesus Christ At times I get so busy that I haven’t time to think I won't wallow in self pity and yet I feel extinct But when I try to do it all, sometimes illness and pain Feels so much like I'm running towards a head on, moving train That’s when I must remember scripture He gave me to learn The One who died for me is waiting for me to return Why take things on myself when He's the greatest sounding board This is what he requires of me, "Walk humbly with my Lord" *************
| Author Notes |
By Debi Pick Marquette
Last night in my hospital bed
I could not help the fear and dread
These new meds make me feel insane
So God sent quiet soothing rain
I'm thankful for requests for prayer
From my good friends and those who care
My heart is full,; let me explain
Your prayers were comforting as rain
While I am on my way back home
I feel the need to write this poem
My writing helps me not complain
And keeps me peaceful as the rain
Was not an outing that was fun
Not sure how many battles won
Since Jesus died for my sin-stain
He whispers His love in the rain
I've had this illness a long time
So I put feelings down in rhyme
It doesn't do much for the pain
A mere distraction like the rain
For your compassion, thank you all
I have a brand new protocol
They'll help me fight for heart and brain
Please keep prayers coming, sun or rain
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I know the difference quite plain
Rain's therapy to help the strain
What I am feeling does pertain
To prayers you said that would maintain
It gave us hope that we'd obtain
To think of others,~ not in vain
It takes a special friendship chain
And in my heart you will remain
As long as God is there to reign
My gratefulness I will sustain
And may you too feel peace from rain
| Author Notes |
Phew- glad I got that out of my system. Not sure why I feel so much peace from the sound of rain, but when it is needed, it is a welcome feeling. |
By Debi Pick Marquette
You keep me safe in all I do
You loved the pictures that I drew
It's you I always look up to
Dear Mom, I will always love you
*****
I think she's cute, I must pursue
The sweetest girl I ever knew
I'll have you back for your curfew
Girlfriend, I will always love you
*****
I hope you know, I've thought this through
With something borrowed, something blue
Please marry me and I’ll be true
My wife, I will always love you
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You are now at the age of two
Sweet innocence and ingenue
I can't believe how fast you grew
Your daddy will always love you
By Debi Pick Marquette
Whenever I am down and out
I do one special thing
I look for joy instead of doubt
Again my heart will sing
On days that threaten my bright side
When fear screams out so loud
I try to find just the right tide
To clear up that dark cloud
The bright side that helps you to cope
When feeling all alone
My grandchildren can give me hope
Out of the pity zone
To have some loyal, caring friends
Close on your team or squad
A heart whose kindness always mends
Helps you stay close to God
The most rewarding gift you'll find
To think of others when
Another needs someone who's kind
So do for fellow men
And when your happiness is back
No longer will you hide
Your joy and love is back on track
When you find your bright side
By Debi Pick Marquette
She's having sad and gloomy days
Seems all she touches sours
And into space her eyes just gaze
As minutes turn to hours
But on the bright side, this will pass
They feel big as a mass
Don't underestimate a friend
Who'll be there 'till the end
When things were bad at work that week
His work duties would rob
His work ethics had been unique
Now he may lose his job
But on the bright side, things work out
Don't compromise with doubt
Your sorrows give to God in prayer
You weren't meant to be there
They called to say your child was hurt
Walking on school's crosswalks
Your life is on such high alert
And marriage on the rocks
When things seem to be at their worst
You know God should come first
Priorities should be your guide
Then you'll find your bright side
| Author Notes |
I call this my Merry~go~Rhyme Poem because it has two different rhyme patterns to show the emotion of the stanza, as well as color and font.
And although the idea of, "on the bright side" is not original, I have always used it as my motto. |
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