Monthly Archives: July 2018

The Breath Of Life.

31 Tuesday Jul 2018

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Sanctify, Oh sanctify,

This clean air I take inside.

Breathe it deep within my lungs

And exhale my wounded pride.

 

Glorify, Oh glorify,                                                 

Found on Pinterest on 8-5-16.

All the trees I walk beneath.

Teach my soul to touch the sky

And erase my unbelief.

 

Beautify, Oh beautify,

The flowers at my fingertips.

Inhale deep within each flower.

Sing their praises with my lips.

 

Magnify, Oh magnify,

All the blessings that I see.

Turn me from what’s negative. 

Focus on God’s majesty.

 

Sanctify and glorify

All the things within my soul.

Help me most to realize,

Nature’s gifts can make me whole.

 

Beautify and magnify

My faith and trust in God’s great art

And help me see His gifts for me

Come from a Father’s loving heart.

 

Breathe in and out the breath of life.

Breathe in deep and hold it fast.

Help me see the good in life

And erase my painful past.

-Yu/stan/kema-

 

 

Things Change.

30 Monday Jul 2018

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I saw sweet sorrow

Follow me around the bend

Of the road by the grave-site

Of my best friend.

 

The words I could not speak

Seem to stick inside my throat.

The things I never did

Now seem so remote.

 

I took the time to follow

The path that leads down

To the place where she lies,

Six feet under the ground.

 

My heart weeps for her.

This loss can shatter me.

I need to let go

And accept reality.

 

No one understands

All the reasons why,

People sometimes change,

Despite how hard you try.

 

Life can bring a gift 

And then take it back.

It’s not out of punishment,

Or some thing you  lack.

 

Nature teaches us

That life is often  strange.

Just when you get use to it,

Some thing else can change. 

-Yu/stan/kema-   

A Band Of Brothers.

22 Sunday Jul 2018

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A BAND OF BROTHERS.

Found on Pinterest on 7-21-18. Sarah Carol Ann Broaddus saved to wars(Vietnam).

We are a band of brothers

And we stand strong.

We look out for each other

Even though the days are long.

 

We are a band of brothers

Who don’t accept defeat.

We have fought in many battles 

On land and in the street.

 

We are a group of men

From all walks of life.

Our skins are different colors, 

And we fight with guns and knifes

 

We fight for truth and justice,

And the right to live free,

So others can be treated

With respect and dignity.

 

We fight our foes in battle.

We’re aware that we might die,

But we watch out for each other,

And we’re not afraid to cry.

 

We have seen our brothers fall

In battle as we fight.

When we have to close their eyes,

We know war isn’t right. 

 

We are taught to follow orders,

To get the job done,

To achieve different tasks

Until the battle is won.

 

We are a band of brothers,

In life and in death.

We will always feel connected

Until our last breath.

-Yu/stan/kema-

Summer In Kansas

20 Friday Jul 2018

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The rain falls gently                                              

Found on Pinterest on 7-19-18. My soul landscapes. paysages de l’ame-colecoes.. Google+.

On the grasses and trees.

The blazing days of summer

Can bring you to your knees.

 

The wheat grows tall

And the corn taller still.

In the state of Kansas,

You can hear the whippoorwill. 

 

The sun paints the sky 

With shades of pink and yellow.

Cows lie down beside

Wild flowers in the meadow.

 

Night comes slowly

With the dying of the light.

Peace comes quickly

As the stars shine bright.

 

Sounds of the insects

Can cause your eyes to close.

God laughs softly

When you start to doze.

-Yu/stan/kema-

The Reality Of Life.

14 Saturday Jul 2018

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Life seems to be an endless

Cycle of events.

Some days you swear it all

Doesn’t make any sense.

 

There are days when it seems                      

Found on Pinterest on 7-24-17.

Things come together well

And life appears to be

Like a happy fairy tale.

 

Then there are times

When it all falls apart,

And you are left coping

With a shattered heart.

 

It is hard to keep a balance

Of the good and the bad,

And yet remain stable

When tears make you sad.

 

Just when you have it all,

Life throws you a curve.

You try to keep on going

And hope you keep your nerve.

 

You pull yourself together

And learn to say good-bye.

You hope you find meaning

In life before you die.

-Yu/stan/kema-