A MIRACLE AT EASTER

A MIRACLE AT EASTER

Are There Tomorrows For Me

Are there tomorrows for me to know

Can I sleep in peace

Are there tomorrows to make my own

Tonight I see stars and the moon above

Is there someone

I can give all of my love

When I wake up in the morning

Will there be blessings in my life

Will the world smile

When I say hello

Or will the wind take my heart

And never let it go

Are there tomorrows for me

If I light a candle

Or whisper in the breeze

Will I be part of something that will keep

What more is to be found

If tomorrow comes

Will I still be around

I love my family and my friends

And I want to know their love

Would it be too much for me to ask

For God to bless us all

So He will make all that really matters last.

Linda Ann Henry

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The people's poet

linda11231949@aol.com

The Burden Of The Cross

Jesus may I follow you

As you take your cross and walk

I will gaze upon your face with love

You took my sin at greatest cost

As you carried forth the cross

With the love you had for all

Though we are very small

You took the way as human man,

With passion as the Great "I AM"

Can I stay at your side,

So I am close to God

I am thankful, in His image I am made

I feel your sorrow and your suffering

I need to be near you

My heart belongs to You, my King

I want to go the way of the cross
To where you died

With nails within your hands

I will stay with You until the end

Until I hear Your cry

'Forgive them for they know not what they do"

My Dearest Jesus,

Please forgive me too

Linda Ann Henry © 2006

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The people's poet

Linda11231949@aol.com

THE FORGIVENESS OF JESUS

We are all born innocent children
Jesus created us because He loves us
When we make a mistake
No matter how big it may be
If we ask, Jesus will always forgive us

The forgiveness of Jesus
Is as big as the ocean is wide
We all have sins and The Lord protects us

Every morning as the sunrise
The glory of a new day begins
All we need do is ask Jesus to stay with us

The love of Jesus is our greatest gift
Outside, birds fly as do the butterflies
Animals are also Jesus' gift to us
The flowers, grass, bumble bees
Are all part of Jesus love

For there is no one as loving as The King of Kings
Pray for those who are loss
Take the hand of someone who has sinned
Help them see the spirit of God the father
Jesus will always forgive those who are truly sorry

May we live in peace, happiness and love
May Jesus protect us from evil
Let His light come in to our soul
For we will see the kingdom of Heaven one day
Jesus paid for our sins on the cross
His blood and tears are part of our heart
Be glad Our Lord can forgive us anything
All we need do is ask for it.

Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
Linda11231949@aol.com

The Beauty Of Easter

Easter is so beautiful

with all the flowers God has made

It is loving one another

and sharing the love our dear Lord gave

A pretty Easter basket,

with chocolate bunnies, yellow chicks

Eggs you can see through,

memories which have passed

The beauty of Easter is spring, walking in the grass

Brand new outfits with lovely bonnets too

A loving home so warm, a dish prepared or two

Shoes to show off, going to church to say,

Christ is arisen

Being thankful for this resurrection day

Easter is the coloring of eggs

The smell of fresh cooking for one's friends

An apple pie, a family picnic

A happy part of life

Saying a prayer to God above.

Oh, beauty surrounds us at Easter

with the deepest kind of love

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Good Friday

Can I help carry Your cross on this sad day

I must stay silent along the way.

You were beaten with a whip, blood coming from within

Though I wish I could, I cannot take Your place,

For You are the only one full of perfect grace

You did it so there would be no more sin

I see You on the cross with the nails

in Your hands and feet

I see You with the thorns on Your head,

I cry because You must see it through

You love me as You love everyone,

I promise to pray with You

Good Friday, is a day when Jesus was mourned

The earth stands still, as the lightening strike

Miracles come true

Death has lost it's power, we have everlasting life

All I want is to be with You

My sins are now gone, carried on Your cross

Heaven is where I want to be

This Good Friday, I will give You my heart from me

Linda Ann Henry

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The people's poet

linda11231949@aol.com