Rhyme

Grandpa

He’s got a joke to tell
Or a story to share
Bringing laughter with him
Everywhere

He’s read something new
He wants us to know
Or has made a contraption
He wants to show

He’s got a hand to fix
What we break
And a heart that’s built
Upon his faith

He gives us a hug
And tells us

We’re loved
Our Grandpa
Is a blessing
A gift  from above

–Love you, Gramps!

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The Quote Challenge (Day 3)

❃ Vision❃

“Little girls with dreams become women with vision”

Anonymous

“I have learned that I cannot change the world. Jesus will do that. I can, however, change the world for one person. So I keep loving one person at a time. Because this is my call as a follower of Jesus.”

Katie Davis

“To fall in love with God is the greatest romance; to seek him the greatest adventure; to find him, the greatest human achievement.”

St. Augistine of Hippo

Here’s another extra, because it’s sweet:

“I am thankful for nights that turned to mornings, friends that turned into family, and dreams that turned into reality.”

Anonymous

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I’m also thankful for Miss Squid sharing this “Quote Challenge”. 🙂 I hope that these quotes have been a blessing to y’all!

And now for the final nominees…

Abigail at Sweeter Gets the Journey
Elizabeth at The Country Handmaiden
Emily Rose at Simply Vintage

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Rhyme

Stargazing

On the back porch
Stargazing with my brother
Binoculars search the night
The Big Dipper in sight
The moon casts its silver light
Against my face
It’s so far away
With craters and rifts
And shades of gray
Stars around it
Twinkle bright
In this peaceful
Quiet night
Amazed by the Creator’s
Infinite might
To create such majesty
In the dark of night

 

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free verse

Faded Papers

Words typed
Over 50 years ago
On faded papers
Worn by time
Carry me back to
Before I was alive
Show me the heritage
That came before me
The legacy of faith & devotion
The prayers my great-grandma prayed
The testimony that she gave
My heart is touched
By the way she crafts each sentence
Did she ever know
That her great-granddaughter
Would hear these words?
Did she ever dream 
That they would touch my heart so?
This family treasure
Stowed away for years
Comes to life again
In my heart
Reminding me that the past
Is a part of the present
And the future is yet to be written

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