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- About Me:
- I am a poet and authoer. I have two books at Amazon.com.
Jewels of Awe and Journey of A Woman.
I am married and have four teenagers....
- Website:
- http://jewelsofawe.com/
See my poetry at My Daily Om
Joy's Birth
From ">Poetry for and From the Soul" by Patricia Sanders
I dreamt
I gave birth
To joy
And I fed her
As she grew
Into her fullness
Her smile
Opened hearts
Her presence
Inspired a world
That had forgotten
She existed
She taught many
As she aged
Showing them
That beauty
And love
Peace and happiness
Did not need to be searched for
Or bought
But lived in their own hearts
Where they touched
God's grace
My Website(click on the poem below)
Joy's Birth
From ">Poetry for and From the Soul" by Patricia Sanders
I dreamt
I gave birth
To joy
And I fed her
As she grew
Into her fullness
Her smile
Opened hearts
Her presence
Inspired a world
That had forgotten
She existed
She taught many
As she aged
Showing them
That beauty
And love
Peace and happiness
Did not need to be searched for
Or bought
But lived in their own hearts
Where they touched
God's grace
My Website(click on the poem below)
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Here is my Christmas poem:
Precious Gift
Silently as snowfall
Comes the precious gift
And with the gift the Giver
Living in our midst
Who will recognize Him
Come to us this day
In a manger humble
Sleeping on the hay?
Shepherds heard the story
From angels in the skies
That the King of glory
In a stable lies
Wise men saw the dawning
Of His natal star
Sought Him with their treasures
From their lands afar
Herod tried to kill Him
Feared His holy power
But the hate of sinners
Could not Life devour
Mary pondered all things
In wondering thoughtfulness
Who was this special person
Sleeping at her breast?
Silently as snowfall
Comes the precious gift
And with the gift the Giver
Living in our midst