A poem by my grandmother

Oh, I am so lonely for someone,
Who will love me and who will be true,
Whose tender caresses and kisses
Will change my dull skies to gay hue!
Someone who'll set my heart Singing
A song that is merry and gay;
Someone who'll tell Love's old Story -
Oh, someone, please come some day!

For me there's no sun in the heavens,
Though for others it brightly beams;
There's no twinkling star in the night time,
To guide me to sweet Land O' Dreams
If someone will tell me he loves me,
My sadness will quickly depart.
Oh, Someone; Please come to me
Someday, and bring joy to my lonely heart.

Jesus has a God also in scripture,
We need to see the bigger picture;
Why does Jesus call his father "My God"?
We are not to be forever in a fog,
A mystery there is none; no more;
Jesus on the cross for sinners implores;
"My God, My, God,
Why hast thou forsaken me?"
Is there not more here to see?
"...I ascend unto my father and your father; To my God and your God"
Jesus is seated at his father's right hand; Is not the trinity flawed?
God is not a mutiple personality seated beside himself; (That's odd)
"And this is life eternal to know thee the only true God,
And Jesus Christ whom thou has sent."
Fair people, that's the end of my intent.

Each side of grandmother
We leaned in and looked;
At the pictures in the storybook.

We started slowly with little books,
Like a stream turns into a brook;
Brook turns to river, and then the ocean;
Our minds and hearts were set in motion.

We were with Pilgrim all the way,
(Which took an hour or two each day)
From ***** mire to heaven's bliss;
Each word we waited; Never missed.

Roanoke Mystery could not wait;
Oh, what was their final fate!
We heard the theories one by one;
Of what those people could have done.

When an hour or two flew by;
We had to ask with a sigh,
"Why did we have to go and play;
And wait so long for another day?"