Cool, misty, autumn air.
Harvest time and fall fair.
Leaves of orange, yellow, red.
Unspoken beauty left unsaid.
  Darker nights are coming too.
No more summer skies of blue.
Still many a splendor sights to see.
To watch leaves sway so peacefully.

Just when I thought
that I couldn't go on,
through God you help me
and I don't come undone.

  When I get into troubles
I know you are there,
to guide me through
and not to fear.

An angel watching
out for me,
even though I
do not see.

"Oh Lord" I cry,
"I know your here"
as you help make my
path clear.

Watching out for me
is an angel sent by you Lord,
faithfully by my side.

There are shadows,
where there is light,
and darkness when
all seems bright.
A sense of good, where
there is bad.
Better to see through it,
than to be had.
Piercing eyes and hypnotic
stares.
Fighting off the evil
glares.
The mind can see what the
eyes do not,
and to win I cannot
be bought.
There is no price or quote to say
that in them will I believe.
Only to know I'm strong and feel sorry
for those that are lost and naive.
I go to bed at night with a peace inside
my soul.
That forever I will be true to God
and to see what I am to know.
Strong willed and strong mind I cannot
be moved by the one that goads.
I look ahead and see a fork in the path,
they are two totally different roads.
I stop and look to see one that so many take and
many follow.
I think its best to take the one with less,
that seems narrow and less shallow.
For in the end all I need is here
and always will be.
For He is always love and truth and I know
that Jesus is the one that loves me.

How come when people cry,
others that see them just keep walking by?
Where is heart and where is soul?
Is it a lost art and no more a goal?
Some may have hidden their pain inside,
with bitter, angry foolish pride.
Maybe they are fatherless or grew up poor,
maybe they are ill, resentful and sore.
Why do some hit, hurt and lie?
Why do some not even care to question why?
Scars and bruises wither away,
to see the light of a new day.
Why do some not care in an age so informative?
Maybe some are just too insensitive.

Moonlight serenades the dimly night lit sky
with a shade of deep, dark blue.
It reflects a sparkle on the lake at night
with a dazzling, misty hue.

  The scent of pine so rich and
captivating me the most.
The beauty in the nature
with the moonlight playing
heavenly host.

  Sitting by the campfire listening to
the crackling sound.
The flames dance under the moonlight as I sit
on the earthen ground.

  The stars are twinkling, shining so
brightly under the sky at night,
with the beauty of the moon
so bright.

  Looking up at the sky and all the
beauty so far up above.
I am at peace to feel God's
never ending love.

  So as I sit here in awe at His creation
and never question why.
I know I am a child of God,
under the moonlit sky.

I will try to stay optimistic today.
I will seek God with love and pray.
I will not let others bring me down.
I will rise against and smile without a frown.
I will not fall, yet I will stand.
I will hold on to Jesus's hand.
I will not quit and I will fight.
I will pray and hold on to what is right.
I will in the Lord forever in Him hail.
I will survive and will prevail!

Dark and lonely
no one knows,
yet in the dark there is
a light that glows.

  Like an angel watching
and a sense of peace.
No more sadness,
now to feel at ease.

  Like a true friend that
will warm your heart,
or a true love forever,
never to part.
  
  Like a poem, song,
or melody.
A tender air filled with serenity.