Response to the Shooting.

A poem for the season…..enjoy twas’ 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38 when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven’s gate. their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air…. they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there. they were filled with such joy, they didn’t know what to say. they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day. “where are we?” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse. “this is heaven.” declared a small boy. “we’re spending Christmas at God’s house.” when what to their wondering eyes did appear, but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near. He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same. then He opened His...

What Means This

by Sir Thomas Wyatt What means this when I lie alone? I toss, I turn, I sigh, I groan. My bed me seems as hard as stone. What means this? I sigh, I plain continually. The clothes that on my bed do lie Always methink they lie awry. What means this? In slumbers oft for fear I quake. For heat and cold I burn and shake. For lack of sleep my head doth ache. What means this? A mornings then when I do rise I turn unto my wonted guise, All day after muse and devise. What means this? And if perchance by me there pass She unto whom I sue for grace, The cold blood forsaketh my face. What means this? But if I sit near her by With loud voice my heart doth cry And yet my mouth is dumb and dry. What means this? To ask for help no heart I have. My tongue doth fail what I should...

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