It was early in the Morning,
when he strolled through the door;
She hit him with her baseball bat,
and he landed on the floor.
~
"How dare he do this to me,"
she uttered, 'neath her breath;
"I'll fix his little wagon,
and he'll ne'er do this again."
~
She stared down at her husband,
whom she could not live with;
Just knowing that he was cheating,
made her troubled heart go limp.
~
When at last his Funeral ended,
she cried as she walked away;
The guilt that she was feeling,
was more then she could take.
~
Yet still no one e'er knew,
it was her that welded the bat;
Home was peaceful and quiet,
something she never did have.

Oak branches reach up,
as if to kiss the blue sky,
a breathtaking sight.

They'd stand before a Judge,
their trial would soon begin;
These Saintly men of God's,
would be judged, but once again.
~
The Prosecutor entered the room,
so confident and strong;
Beelzebub, the evil one,
would bring up all their wrongs.
~
He'd point his crooked finger,
and name all their mistakes;
All the failures of their past,
he'd remind these Godly Saints.
~
Then entered the Great Almighty,
the one and only, I AM;"
He would have the victory,
o'er the one who had been ******.
~
The Courtroom doors then opened,
and in walked Jesus Christ;
He would be their Advocate,
disproving Satan's lies.
~
"We all know why we're here,"
Satan grinned in sheer delight;
"To prove these Men of God's,
are imposters of the light."
~
He pointed his crooked finger,
at each one he cheerfully named;
"You see this man before you,
he's lied for his own gain.
~
And this woman is a sinner,
she cheated on her spouse;
She practiced to deceive him,
no remorse did she announce."
~
Now Jesus had enough of him,
so He slowly began to speak;
"You do know, Heavenly Father,
at times all men are weak."
~
God gave Jesus a knowing nod,
for He saw them white as snow;
No sins had they committed,
no sins did their pasts show.

The Devil and all of his Demons,
were having a meeting one night;
Satan scratched his pointy head,
"What shall we do with the Christ?
~
All of my plans become ruined,
everytime this God-Man comes near;
He heals the blind, so they can see,
and restores the deaf ones to hear.
~
He causes quite a calamity,
when He wins another lost Soul;
It feels like Hell is crumbling,
it's beginning to take a toll.
~
And everytime we come face to face,
His name makes us flee in pain;
Don't want to go near Him again,
'less He binds us all up in chains.
~
I think we can finally win this war,"
Satan said with a laugh and a grin;
"We'll win the Souls of His mighty Saints,
and He'll ne'er bother us again."
~
Now Jesus heard all they had said,
and He shouted to them through the door;
Now Satan, and all of your Demons,
I command you all to come forth!
~
Be gone with you, oh wicked ones,
'less I cast you into the Swine;
Don't ever mess with my children,
those ones whom I call "Mine."

You walk through our front door,
and I rush to greet you there;
You hold my body tightly,
I can feel the love we share.
~
You softly whisper to me,
words I long to hear;
Your breath is soft and sweet,
as it's pressed against my ear.
~
I gaze into your big, brown eyes,
the most beautiful I've seen;
Within I see our future,
staring back at me.
~
You take me by the hand,
to the Fireplace we go;
Where you kiss my tender lips,
so soft, and sweet, and slow.
~
When you hold me close,
I  don't want it to end;
You are my all and everything,
my life, my love, my friend.

We built a Snowman,
in the fresh, glistening snow.
It was beautiful.

Snow looks like diamonds,
crunching beneath my warm boots.
The sound is so sweet.