Words that grow in the heart, a silent art,
Like seeds planted deep, where emotions start.
With each passing moment, they gather strength,
A symphony of feelings, unspoken at length.

They bloom in the silence, tender and true,
Unveiling their beauty in shades of every hue.
Words that grow in the heart, a quiet refrain,
In the garden of emotions, they dance like the rain.

Some may be joyful, like a morning's first light,
Others may be heavy, like the depths of the night.
They're the language of love, of hope and despair,
Whispered to the soul, with a touch of rare flair.

These words, they mature, as seasons unfold,
In the warmth of affection or the chill of the cold.
They're the essence of life, the soul's work of art,
These words that grow in the heart.

sitting up upon
the
blueberry hill of daffodils
was
the
old jack-o-lantern
if you will
just snickering
inside of his  
tantalizing orange skin
while
he
portrayed a wicked whiskey smile
or
just a tight Cheshire cat grin
and
he would greet you
with
a very low spooky - how do you do?
thus
his wicked
bloodshot eyes
traps you into the evil zone
oh what wicked way
we come
on
this
creepy and spooky Halloween night
while
we
gently
whistled pass all of the graves
upon the hill

Jesus not only loved us,
But he also taught us,
To love one another,
As he loved us.

He taught us to forgive,
Even those who have wronged us,
To turn the other cheek,
And to walk the path of peace.

He taught us to be kind,
To the poor and the needy,
To the stranger and the outcast,
To all of God's children.

He taught us to be humble,
To serve others,
And to put the needs of others before our own.

He taught us to be strong,
To stand up for what we believe in,
Even when it is difficult.

He taught us to be courageous,
To face our fears,
And to never give up on hope.

Jesus taught us many things,
But most importantly,
He taught us how to love.

And if we can learn to love,
We can change the world.
Yet, He loved us thus he taught us

For all of the men who sing out loud,
Whose voices fill the air with joy,
Whose songs are a celebration of life,
I raise a glass and say, "Cheers!"

For all of the men who sing for love,
Whose songs are a testament to the power of the heart,
Whose melodies are a balm for the soul,
I raise a glass and say, "To love!"

For all of the men who sing for peace,
Whose songs are a plea for understanding and compassion,
Whose harmonies are a bridge between cultures,
I raise a glass and say, "To peace!"

For all of the men who sing for hope,
Whose songs are a beacon of light in the darkness,
Whose lyrics are a message of hope and possibility,
I raise a glass and say, "To hope!"

For all of the men who sing out loud,
I raise a glass and say, "Thank you!"
Your voices make the world a better place.

Thy heart wears a crown of thrones,
And yet thou art so humble,
So kind, and so gentle.

Thy heart is a treasure trove,
Full of love and compassion,
Of wisdom and understanding.

Thy heart is a beacon of light,
In a world of darkness,
A source of hope and inspiration.

Thou art a blessing to all who know thee,
And I am grateful to have thee in my life.

May thy heart always wear a crown of thrones,
And may thy light continue to shine brightly,
For all to see.

We are made from the same cloth,
You and I,
From the same earth,
The same stardust.

We are all connected,
No matter our race,
Our religion,
Our nationality.

We all have the same capacity for love,
For compassion,
For forgiveness.

We all have the same potential to make a difference,
To leave the world a better place than we found it.

So let us remember,
That we are all made from the same cloth,
And that we are all in this together.

Let us choose to love,
To forgive,
To heal,
To build.

Let us choose to make the world a better place,
For ourselves,
For our children,
For future generations.

We are made from the same cloth,
And we are all connected.

Let us rise up,
And show the world what we can do.

To be with my God alone,
In the silence of my room,
Is the greatest joy I know.

To sit in His presence,
And feel His peace wash over me,
Is like being in a warm embrace.

To speak to Him from my heart,
And hear His voice in return,
Is the most comforting thing in the world.

To be with my God alone,
Is to be home.

It is to be at peace.

It is to be loved.

It is to be whole.

I long to be with my God alone,
Every day of my life.

It is the only place where I truly belong.