I have attempted to write a book but I always get stumped. So I decided that poems were the right thing for me. I know that I am not that good but I love to write down my thoughts and such.
I love to work with people and animals, it is so rewarding. And I love
+ more bio informationGod's Love God's Love surrounds us every minute of every day. In the morning when we wake and in the evening when we lay our heads to sleep. His Love surrounds us. We can see His Beautiful Love everywhere, if only we look. The tall, strong, majestic trees that stand so high above us. The sweet smelling, colorfu... More..
The pain and the strife of this world tear us down at times.We hurt so bad that we lose sight of the good.We don't let anyone in, we don't see the simple little pleasures of life anymore.We close our eyes and heart, to God, to our family, and to our friends.We hide away by ourselves, and start to rot away.But inside we desper... More..
No one can see it. No one can tell the pain I'm going through. I act like I'm fine but deep inside, my heart aches. I'm filled with bitterness, confusion and hurt. All eating away at me. I feel let down. I feel resentment. I try to be a good person and be strong and forgive. But forgiveness is such a big thing. How... More..
This burden is so heavy. It weighs me down each day, Till I can no longer rise. Its a huge weight on my chest; One I feel I can no longer carry. I feel as if I can not breath, The shame I feel of it all. Though not mine, I bear the secret all the same. Ti's shameful I know But to whom, do I speak? Who'll carr... More..
Why?God, why do you wait?Why do you wait to tell me what is mine to know?Why must I wait to knowmy mission?my purpose?my reason for life?Must I be kept in the dark?Must I be kept in the darknessfor so long, that I can no longer see any light?No light, at the end of this tunnel of Darkness,For me I fear it is the end.I do not ... More..
~What we miss~Star up there all alone,Looking down to Earth below;What have we become ?We care no more for things that grow,Only for things that make us known.We miss the Good that passes by;A Family meal; what a treat.True Loves first kiss; made to last.We miss the things that God created,The Starlit sky;the Morning Sun.If o... More..
LoveHow much I wish forLoveTo come my way at last.But it seems that Love cannot.And so I sit here hopingAnd prayingThat God will send someone my way.And when He doesEveryone shall see.They will see meshining Bright.The reason all shall know.Forit shall be written on myShining Face.And then I shall have Love.And I will Sing &a... More..
~Daisies~With soft-white, velvet petalsFilled with vibrant colours of rich honey.With stems of deep green and leaves soft as cotton.Set in rich soil; reaching for the sun,Forever unspoken beauty, bursting forth from small unborn buds.They grow in small spurts, grasping at the warm sun rays.They grow tall and strong;To always ... More..
Jesus, JesusJesus, Jesus can't your hear ?Can't you hear my plea for help ?Jesus, Jesus I need youI need you more then ever, Jesus Jesus.Hear my cry for help now,I need you nowI need to know that you love me so.Jesus, Jesus are you there ?Are you there for me ?Yes, I hear your voiceOh Yes, I hear your voice.Sweet as honey,Mor... More..
TreAuna Cook
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