The Oak Tree

312

At my childhood church, an oak tree stands, With branches extended toward heaven. At a hundred years old at least I’d guess, What secrets it must hold in its resin.

Without Stain

134

God, who foresaw your tribulation, has specially armed you,  to go through it, not without pain, but without stain. ~ C. S. Lewis

A Solitary Soul

150

I’m a solitary soul, without love at my side, A life alone, with just myself to keep. I’ve no hand to hold, no man in whom to confide, No comfort in the night, no kiss upon my cheek.

Plenty by Emily Romrell

176

Plenty is abundance in life,
Personal growth underway,
Happiness that no knife,
Can cut or strip away.
If you look it’s waiting for you,
Every single day.

She’s Gone

346

Tonight I woke from a bad dream, And it took several moments for reality To fill back through me the way you feel cold water going down on a hot day.