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pamela-loykowski
pamela-loykowski
Canadian 53 years of age, born in British Columbia, Canada. Married to Ron whom I call handsome, as he is very. Life has been an adventure since I became a Christian in my late thirties.
The road is flat winding itself around the hills following an unknown path once laid out by those who came before twisting around the green, lusheous, fruitful hills that never seem to end where does the road lead when will I get there yet we follow on leaving dusty trails to destinations unknown
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Jun 8, 2012
Jun 8, 2012 at 11:15 PM UTC
Destinations unknown
Like soldiers sneaking upon the enemy The Dandelions grew thick on the lawn Painting a sea of yellow amongst the blades of green Try as they might the tall, yellow stalks bent with ease As they tried to strangle the life from the young blades But the low lying grass pushed back Swarming over the tall lions, pushing them down As if they were grasshoppers not prepared for a winter storm The grass thrived
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May 12, 2012
May 12, 2012 at 8:09 PM UTC
The Last Take Over Bid
The heart breaks when through the coals it's been raked Without any warning s to why one just got up without any goodbye I never heard the words through the gentle breezes That on your shoulder the mood it freezes
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May 9, 2012
May 9, 2012 at 3:57 PM UTC
The Heart Breaks
And the battles rang No silence in the heart Hearing the anguish screams The soul stood solid It did not falter And the battles rang Around and around Surrounded by the enemy Not a light was in sight The soul stood solid It did not falter
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May 9, 2012
May 9, 2012 at 3:54 PM UTC
Battles Rang
It was written in the sand As clear as a pen to paper "I wish I had a friend" A young girl wrote it with tears on her face As children laughed and played around her Yet with all those children there stood one alone No one saw her No one cared As if she were invisible she walked away Alone and friendless My heart goes out to this child But someday a good friend she'll find I to have wished for a friend When all was dark I to have written it down In my mind a time or two But now as time has passed The notes I write Are to the lost
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May 8, 2012
May 8, 2012 at 9:48 AM UTC
Written in the Sand
The other day I sought you out, I found you hiding in a corner your arms covering your head. You looked so small hiding from me When you heard me coming you ran away back into the darkness of your shattered life I call to you as I searched for you, you did not answer me I found you hiding under a table, so small you made yourself I saw your tears washing your face, I tried to comfort you But you dodged my words Back into hiding you went, deeper into the hole of darkness Yet I did not stop my search for you Following you from shadow to shadow Calling for you as I pursued you "The pain you carry is not yours alone, let me carry it for you", I cried You hesitated for just a moment With baited breath I waited, with a hope you would turn to me But again you ran from me, But I noticed not as fast I cried after you, "I know your pain" Then I saw you yell over your shoulder Tears streaming down your pain-covered face "I am ashamed, I have shamed you" I am not good enough for you, I am scared" I responded with growing excitement, "Come let me cleanse you" You have always been and always will be good enough I love you so much that I gave my life for you You stopped suddenly in your tracks, and turning around to look at me "Why so much love for one so small?" you asked "Because you are not small in my eyes" I replied You ran to me with outstretched arms
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May 1, 2012
May 1, 2012 at 10:58 PM UTC
The Other Day
As I sit pondering, at a sight so rare. With all kinds of pebbles, spread wall to wall there. Not a speck of sand at all, can be seen here on a beach so rare. The object of the climb down here, was not to fall. As waves of white, crash to the site. One is quite enthralled. By the power of the might, God has given all the right. For winds and waves so strong, to set against the pebbles throng. The smell of salt fills the air, seeing the sights of seaweed is quite fair. Clouds in the sky just linger over there, barely covering the mountain tops where, Birds in flight soar below, Oh! But where is the eagle grand, How he flies far above the land. The boats sit moored not far from land, all is here on Pebble Beach sand.
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Apr 23, 2012
Apr 23, 2012 at 1:49 AM UTC
Pebble Beach
Begone! I say to thee Begone Satan far from me Begone, In Jesus name, I banish you from my life We are through Jesus died for all my pain You, my soul will never gain Begone, You frightful man For only through the blood of Christ. I can Be free my soul, come fly with me For Satan, you could never be Begone. I banish you All my foes, pain, fear, depression, all of those I banish you from my side Begone from me, for Jesus' way is never wide No room for you to overthrow No words for you to ever crow For in the name of Jesus Christ, the Son of God I give to you this farewell nod.
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Apr 14, 2012
Apr 14, 2012 at 10:26 AM UTC
Begone
She never knew she could fly Her obedience kept her bound Many times she could only sigh And never ever made a sound She wept in silence, never allowing the tears to be seen All kept captive by the vow Obedient to the end was all she knew But not Today, for today she flew She never knew she could ever fly Along came a bird wearing a white hue It spoke words of encouragement for her to listen to Close your eyes and let it go Once bound by obedience and held captive by fear Today she flew
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Apr 14, 2012
Apr 14, 2012 at 1:43 AM UTC
She Never Knew She Could Fly
Angels soar in battle gowns we cannot see them on our grounds They fight with all their might to save our souls form taking flight
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Apr 14, 2012
Apr 14, 2012 at 1:38 AM UTC
Angels battle