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For the Grace of God
It may seem God's grace is not with you, dear,
for your effort to live has been such a fight.
Sometimes we don't see the big picture clear,
and wonder if life has treated us right.
Lets pray, and have faith, God has our lives planned
when your road gets rough, while some have smooth tread.
Though lost, and scared. Please hold on! God's at hand.
He'll comfort your pain, and lead you from dread.
Take strength from love shown by your family.
Believe you will continue.. not to end.
Some missions are not always plain to see,
but the ones we can't handle, fate won't send.
We are all one, in this star studded dome.
In God, united when He takes us Home.
All rights reserved, © dlbrown.
The Gauntlet
Life is like a gauntlet
Lining each path we follow
Teaching lessons not to forget
And not to stay too long and wallow
It beats us back into the earth
The clay from which we came
The end of the gauntlet defines our worth
And the least bruised are glorified in name
Some have the strength to make it to the end
Some lay down, give up and bend
Some fight, yet they still lose the game and die
Some might walk emotionally and survive although they cry
Your life shall be what you make
Your strength increasing with each blow you take
Your heart may wither into desolated pain
Or you can survive and wash your wounds in the rain
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
We're all eventually, cast into the winds gust
You walk through the valley of death
Will you fight or will you succumb to their breath
Those who line the gauntlet, throwing you the curves
Those who stand and mock you, dancing on your nerves
Will you make it to the end and turn to see
That you have emerged the abuse of living victoriously
With laughter still within your pocket
And peace, joy and love still clutched in your hearts locket
All rights reserved, © genielassie
Second Chance
I was lucky to be given the second chance on what life has to offer,
I grew up way to young and made many mistakes along the way,
The only thing I didn't do was get arrested by an officer.
I lost my grandfather at the age of five,
my grandmother, whom was my teacher at the age of fifteen,
when my youngest was two weeks old I lost my father with that I have survived.
Nine months after that I lost my husband at an early age,
That forced me into another realm, nowhere to go,
That also was a very difficult stage.
Leaving me three children to raise on my own,
I had to do something fast I wasn't going to make it
I couldn't realize my children had grown.
I didn't want that second chance that was offered to me,
I wanted to shrivel up and wither away,
there was nothing at all in my views for me to see.
I was scared I had no idea what was in store for me at that time,
I wanted to hide, or runaway from everything,
my life had no reason or rhyme.
I rised above the occasion, pulled my boot straps way up high,
climbed that horrible mountain of life seemed like by myself.
I started at the bottom only a mile passed me by.
I laughed at the horrible monster I was about to face,
I grabbed on to GOD for strength along with inspiration,
I thought I was climbing at a really fast pace.
I didn't get very far off the ground,
before thunder, lightening was coming out of the angry skies.
I held on tight I made sure not to hit that ground.
I struggled with all my might, I have found a temporally cliff to stand,
I will rest a bit before I tackle my next climb.
Before I start I will hold on to his hand.
All rights reserved, © lgodina
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Live and Learn
Standing on the edge of a memory
Looking through a window of my past
Just trying to let go of the misery
And wishing the good times would last
Point A to point B should be a straight line
But curves were what life was throwing
Yes, these memories, they're all mine
Some without me even knowing
Forgotten times are not always bad
As long as the good ones remain
Me and myself and the times we've had
That almost left us insane
History said we learn from our mistakes
And I for one will testify that be true
If not for the school of hard knocks and breaks
I wouldn't be writing this to you
All rights reserved, © Rodney
Day and Night
Fading stars caught in the sun's rising.
Glorious hues of pink, red, purple,
orange and blue fill the new sky.
Day and night brilliantly
turning into one;
a new dawn has come.
Watching the sun rise and witnessing it's
golden rays breathe life into the dead
of the darkness and shining upon my face.
Day and night brilliantly
turning into one;
a new dawn has come.
A sleeping planet beginning to stir
upon first light and a new start on life awakens.
My soul coming out of darkness with the sun.
Day and night brilliantly
turning into one;
a new dawn has come.
Magically yesterday disappears and a new day emerges.
Every dawn is a fresh outlook on life.
The bad of yesterday falls with the moon.
Day and night brilliantly
turning into one;
a new dawn has come.
Keep the Lord close to your heart
and remember that day and night brilliantly
turn into one so that a new dawn will come.
All rights reserved, © Zeta Girl.
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