(Note: Not all poetry we receive is selected to be posted on our site. If we decide to use yours, you will be notified by e-mail.) Hello God, By Unknown Hello God, I called tonight to talk a little while. I need a friend who'll listen to my anxiety and trial. You see, I can't quite make it Through a day just on my own; I need your love to guide me, so I'll never feel alone. I want to ask you please to keep my loved ones safe and sound. Come and fill their lives with confidence for whatever fate they're bound. Give me faith, dear God, to face each hour throughout the day; and not to worry over things I can't change in any way. I thank you God, for being home and listening to my call; for giving me such good advice when I stumble and I fall. Your number, God, is the only one that answers every time. I never get a busy signal, never pay a dime. So thank you,God, for listening To my troubles and my sorrow. Good night,God, I love You, too, I'll call again tomorrow. CRIMSON, By Melissa Wangerin Crimson is the color of the blood shed for you and me Shed two thousand years ago on a hill called Mt. Calvary God showed His love and His Grace To us -- an undeserving race He left us here to be His arms to give hugs, His feet to go and tell of His love to a lost and dying world Crimson is the color of the rose that grows as an expression of His love for us He tells us to share this good news we bare to all the world that He cares He's gone up above to make us a home up there He sent His Spirit to us here below So that we might share of His love from there in Glory So as we're here below its our job to tell others of His love so pure and of Heaven so bright While we're here we have to tell the story of Christ's love and our home with Him in Glory If we won't share of this love then who will It's our job as God's sons and daughters to share the story of what happened to His Son on a Cross over two thousand years ago While we're here we must share so we won't be held responsible for friends and loved ones We don't want them to hell so we must tell them the Gospel God wants us to tell our friends here below of Him up above He was beaten and bruised and killed due to His love for us but we won't tell the story of His love how He left His home above Or a walk up a street called Galgatha on His way to His death He didn't complain only pray for God's will to be done Crimson is the color of Christ's love for us below shown on a cross upon a hill called Mt. Calvary How often do we forget the price He paid for us-- It was His life due to His love for us I don't know what he is to you but to me He's Master, Savior, Friend, Comforter, Lord, King, Prince of Peace, Ruler of my heart, Rose of Sharon, Bright Morning Star, He's my all and He's my everything. He's There, By Kelly Lynn Bailey He's there, when you need to cry He's there, when you want to die, He's there, he's your friend till the end He's there, when your heart needs to mend. He's there, with his love He's there, up above. He's there waiting, forever more He's there waiting, at the door. He's there, waiting around He's there, when you want to break down. He's there, when you feel like dirt He's there, to take away the hurt. He's there, though you may feel he's not, He's there, so give him all that you've got. Poems about Friendship WALK WITH ME, By Unknown If you're alone it need not be. Take my hand and walk with me. Walk with me, by my side: Not for me to be your guide, For where you're bound, I do not know and the way is not mine to show. I won't promise to follow you; It may be more than I can do. Walk with me while we wait: Not that you might bear my freight; If I don't lift it I'll grow frail and that will cause me to fail. I am able to perform my task, and sometimes more, if you ask. Walk with me, even in rain: We can't take the other's pain; But you can know that I care. Not to gain in worldly fare, but for the feelings that we share, and to know someone is there. Walk with me as a brother: That we'll understand each other; Not to listen to me preach And surely not for me to teach; And if we help, it's from desire, Not from duty, and not for hire. Walk with me as a friend: Not to promise until time's end. Not to possess, for you're not mine but we'll walk together, down the line. When you need me, there I'll be Would you not do as much for me? If you are down, I'll help you stand; So reach out, friend, and take my hand and walk with me in this beautiful land. Reach out friend, take my hand. Friends, By Heather Tippitt A friend is one who is always there to guide you to a brighter day by showing you how much they care in each and every single way A friend is one who trusts and loves the person inside of you They make your spirits soar above Especially when your feeling blue A friend is one who is understanding When your in times of stress And even if your over demanding They'll always help you out of your mess Friends, By Kelly Lynn Bailey Whether I'm happy, or feeling a little sad. I can always count on you, to make me feel glad. When I need a friend, a shoulder to cry on, I can always count on you, you're someone I can rely on. Now when I've done some things, and I just want to talk, I can always count on you, to help straighten my walk. Then there are thoses days, when I need some advice, I can always count on you, to tell me something nice. It's always nice, to have a friend, who would walk the extra mile. I can always count on you, to do it with a smile. I love you guys so much, and I hope you can see, I can always count on you, and you can always count on me! |