"What Kind of Message"

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“What Kind of Message”

We live, we die life travels
Onward through each day
Always moving forward
With each breath we pay
Years ahead receding
Those behind to grow
Onward ever onward
Lifetimes thus will flow
We live each day with pleasure
Or live each day with pain
Onward ever onward
Through what years remain
Years though past or present
Speak of what we’ve done
Does our every action
Tell of battles won?
Will the years remaining
Speak of where we’ve been?
What will be their message
We to others send?
Gaze upon the passage
Of the years behind
Just what kind of message
Will there, others find?

*12-28-06 I have shingles with pain and for some reason thinking of life in the “whole” sense. The past present and future of it all.

Not At Home Letters

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“Not At Home Letters”

Speak of the Kingdom in letters
Reach out to those not at home
Write of the words of Jehovah
Thus through his message they’ll roam
Yes with a pen and with paper
We can God’s message convey
And though their home has been empty
To them we will speak today!

*11/17/09 got addresses Sunday from Tina so I can write to them – now will use the above poem to invite people to come over and do letter writing with me, wonder if it will work?

"Geese"

(1171)

“Geese”

The geese are here present
Their “blessings” abound
They’ve left them with pleasure
By us to be found
Yes step forth with caution
And tip toe in fear
For you will find presents
Will stick to you dear
So stay clear of the grass
The river or lake
For gifts have been offered
You’d like to forsake

8/4/07District Overseer came on stage and told us to keep children off of the grass as there was a large flock of geese and they were leaving little presents for us. So I of course went into rhyme over it.

A Knot

(1148)

“A Knot”

A time of such pressure
A time to recoil
A difficult moment
Resentment can spoil
Reach out for Jehovah
And learn how to cope
Thus we’ll not be reaching
The end of our rope
A knot we are needing
To tie at the end
A knot thus is needed
To help us descend
Our rope could be oily
As to it we cling
But we’ve the assurance
A knot to us brings
Hold tight to Jehovah
A tower secure
A knot he’s provided
To help us endure
We might feel we’re falling
Perhaps we may slip
Reach out for Jehovah
A knot thus to grip!!

*3/15/07 written during meeting, something Tim Hainey said made me think about it so I wrote the above.