Poetry (4)

Matthew, my gift from God

Children are the Lord's heritage and

So you came to be

Children are a gift from God

And so you were given unto me

T'was in a darkened room

In the still and quiet night

You tossed and turned

Kicked and thumped

You put up quite a fight

I looked up and saw your face

In now a lighted room

I looked all around and thought

What's wrong, why the face of gloom?

They whisked you away

Before we could even touch

Neither a word nor a sign

Not even as much

Minutes, hours and days went by

Before we met again, I look at you now

And think to myself, how sacred I was back then

I am still afraid, but one thought comforts me

It is to know that you are truly blessed

Know this, my son

the Lord is your shepherd

and he'll lead you in

righteousness.

- Dale Jackson
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Letter to my baby

Hello baby, how are you?

It is raining outside and I am feeling blue.

You are so far way and our intimate moments I remember clear

If you were here we would probably be in the country somewhere

The location wouldn't matter because we would have each other

I like when you hug me and when we cuddle under covers

You are my life, why did you have to go away?

I went out the other day and almost went astray

She was beautiful and she danced so seductively

She pressed her body close, in my ears she outlined her motive

My body in thirst almost relented

I don't know how long I can manage without you

This ring on my finger says I must be faithful to you

The little voices within have started whispering to me

saying maybe you have gone astray and that I should cheat

You went astray once when we were living together

I wonder how you manage now that we are apart

But I've ignored those voices

I really have

because no matter what, you will always have my love

The rain has stopped now beautiful

your true love is waiting patiently for you.

- James McPherson
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The mystery of God

The mystery of God, no one can study

The sun shines throughout the day

The stars and the moon shine through the night

The breeze you can feel, but you cannot see

The salt preserves the water of the sea

The birds make their nest in the trees

You sow a seed, and from the earth it grows

But how the fruits and foods bear, you and I don't know

The rain cools the earth

The mountains, the cloud and the sky, we don't know how they were formed

But the mystery of God, lies only in his arms.

- Paul Green