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 Dec 2015 Hilda
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grappling
 Dec 2015 Hilda
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I believe
our human nature
grapples with
Creator, Lord,
pushing our plans
seeking our visions
arguing that which
can't be ignored.

If only we
could break the cycle
learn the truth
of who we are
In God's image
our Creator
made each one
a shining star!

Reflecting on
my attitudes
I'm less than
of what I want to be
I think it time
to realign
with Him
who said He'd set me free!

I believe
my human nature
grappled with
Creator, Lord,
Sought his plan
caught his vision
sin released and soon restored.

"Ye shall know the truth and the truth will set you free."  John 8:32
 Dec 2015 Hilda
Mike Hauser
This heart  is always open for business
Feel free to step inside
Round the clock, 24 hours
For whenever you have the time

There is always room for seconds
Even thirds if you so desire
The menu won't leave you guessing
Offering a variety of warming sides

Fill your plate up with the caring
Pouring onto it, a boat load of love
This heart encourages sharing
Of these delights there is never enough

You're more than welcome to bring your friends
There is always room for everyone
Friday nights it has karaoke
With plenty of song to sing along

Come inside for the daily specials
A little something to lighten the mood
If you don't have time to enjoy it here
Feel free to take this heart home with you
 Dec 2015 Hilda
Francie Lynch
I don't know destitute.
I could use the bathrooms
In McDonalds,
If I eat there.
I'm no refugee.
Neither are you.
We have computers, not canvas.
I warmed up the coffee today
And the dishwasher needs to go through
For the third time this week.
Homeless:  We have them.
Poor:   We'll always have them.
Hungry:  Look to the soup kitchens.
Sick:  The gurneys are lined in the halls.
Death:  It's all around, and increasing.
And still, in that tent or Uber taxi
A child is born to change all this.
 Dec 2015 Hilda
Sharina Saad
Have you ever given this a thought?
Who will mourn your death?
Your better half?
Your loved ones?
Your friends?
Sad to say...
Life doesn't come to an end when you die
The moment your breathing stops
The clock ticks still
The wind blows as usual
The sun still shines
Life continues
Never stopping
Never ending
At the funeral
Your closed friends cry
Your family breaks down
Temporarily grieving
They wear black
They visit your grave
Your name may linger in their hearts
But as they start to laugh again
You became a memory
The world continues
Life moves on....
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