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..here is some of my work
There is a new person inside me.
There is a new person inside me, looking out at you. There is a new person inside me that is going to get through. There is a new person inside me that dos not care if you care. There is a new person inside me who has just come out, don’t stare! There is a new person inside me that is leaving life behind; there is a new person inside me that is no longer blind. There is new person inside me that is giving love one last chance. There is a new person inside me that is full of hugs and romance. There is this new person inside me; who is peeking out to see, if he can come out and love you. This new person is me.
Tender love, I, yearn and sow and reap once more. But, still I long for your knock on my door. I live each day full and alive but have not found your love although I may strive. I don’t remember your heart or soul and I think I may be losing all control. This world is so rotten and dying very soon. I am running out of time with each passing of the moon. For I can not find you. Where could you be? And, you have not yet come found me. I search down deep, and look soaring high but still my hope begins to die. I feel that I have no more tears and that only more pain is building as I am adding to my years. I search I cry and wonder why. Will I ever truly learn to fly? Am I seeking you in vain will my heart soon be slain??? Please tender love oh tender love, bring your refreshing rain from above. Please show me your face so I can embrace in it so. Let’s run with each other and never let go. Take me now, oh, my tender love. Or I might be gone, and come experience you above. I want lasting impressions from real tender love.
Gentle Star. Gentle Star…... So long to the morning star thy night has cast three too afar so that thy shinning rays have been mistakenly forgotten and changed to something that is pure rotten. For thy beauty and light have been envied in vain; and thy gentle touch has been masked in pain. Speak truth unto this world of evil and hurt, even if we shall be forced back into dirt. For dirt serves better purpose than do we, dirt is simple, it’s food for a tree, and a tree is true unto its creation so cover us over the lands of every nation. Oh, gentle morning star.
Today’s Love Today’s love is the joy so divine today’s love is truth that rings perfect rhyme. Today’s love is getting lost and being found. Today’s love makes the world go round. Today’s love means forgiveness for others. Today’s love is sweet because of our mothers. Today’s love is joy for you and for me. Today’s love is life and swimming in the sea. Today’s love is everyone getting along. Today’s love is my favorite song. So sing today’s love for it is true. That today somewhere somebody loves you.
What am I to tell you?
For wither yonder, beyond mortality. Raining down from heaven above like gentle streams: Rushing, running, screaming, and wondering? Over the beat of thy heart: Thy soul contrast in contractions without loves purity nothing happens. Without loves hope, hope is for nothing. For ever more upon your urge: controlling flame with every new surge, burn, with passion through my vain. Vain, oh so vain it is upon me. But, to us all, we fall, we see: Growth, consumption, disaster, and condemnation; Contemplation of redemption. What loss. It’s lost; it has lost itself in there. But, light can be shown and gently compare. Compare to shame that is bought with prices of no fortunes wealth today.
Today’s love is a million colors, with a million stars and a million lovers. Today’s love has been written before but never like today so open the door. Today’s love is a thousand flowers, a thousand good days with a thousand hours. Today’s love is a billion trees a billion wonderful summers a billion working little bees. Today’s love is so many tears today’s love is comforting the fear’s. Today’s love will work for you; today’s love will get your day through. Today’s love is starting right now so take up today and let love show you how.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007-------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------Leave it in Peace--------------------------------Rest, for all and motions are queer. The world crys out but no one will hear. A motion to move a motion to change, A motion for lunch sounds good you rang. A chance to save a life a soul, be turned down for fortunes that all have been told. Shame to the wicked shame on the greedy, you have over looked the needy. Suffering in pain of persecution be slain, a roaring hot summer fire, burning and consuming all for our desire. You can not let go you can not let be, the truth through our humility. Stand up! You coward! Speak out! Be spoken; don’t let the door go un-open. There needs to be change and redemption for this. The crimes and slimes committed for bliss. Now let us part, for-this into, the Grace of Love and be forgiveness by the, Saviors, blood. For and eye for an eye and ear for and ear he died so that you may hear, of things that are better and more rewarding, that give you hope in times of mourning, and peace with comfort when the day is sorrow, for the light that shines with a better tomorrow. Have life and freedom from sin in Christ and trust in Him for He is my=T=ist.
Monday, November 19, 2007---------------------------
Dream
Dream for a better tomorrow, dream for a greater life, dream of Love in its purest form, dream with passion and goodness for all. Wish for the best and for no one to fall. Have a fire of hope inside never let down and abide, trust in the Lord for all things thru Him are good. And do what is right like everyone should. With these simple truths and of happy advice love one another and try to be nice
Don’t worry
Don’t worry about being perfect because no one ever is; don’t worry about failing the test just study for the quiz. Don’t worry about the trip you take or how it’s going to turn out, don’t worry anything at all, don’t complain, and don’t pout. Don’t worry being shamed for all to laugh and point. Don’t worry being blamed for that is not the point. Don’t worry about your enemies plans because they can’t frame you. Don’t worry about what tomorrow brings the cows still going to moo. Don’t worry about your sight your vision you haven’t seen. Don’t worry about when you stumble you have somewhere to lean. Don’t worry about what people say and mumble under the moon light. Don’t worry about your sin anymore everything’s going to be alright. Don’t worry where you shop or what you buy at the store. Don’t worry about where you go because Jesus will open the door. So my friends don’t worry, because it’s all going to be fine, don’t worry about your sins, you see, and I won’t worry about mine.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
-------If--------------------------------------------------- -----we take the 'y' out of 'your' fault we get 'our' fault-----remember it everyone’s fault
The Morning light well today I woke up early, a little before five, and started my day. When I gathered the will power to slug out of my bed I went straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth, I can not stand slimy teeth in the morning. The tooth brush I have is one of those buzzing automatic tooth brushes that do all the work for you, so while I was brushing my teeth I went into the kitchen to warm up some of yesterdays coffee and begun to gather my lunch. I wanted it to be ready so when I came back in the kitchen. As I was doing all this I was just trying to stay positive focusing on the Lord as much as I could to keep in mind that I am greatly blessed, and I have Him to worry about all the problems for me. I would casually say a pray, a little thank you here and there to Him to remind me that He is what I am living for. When I finished brushing my teeth I grabbed the wash clothe that I had picked up on my way back to the bathroom, lightly damped it with cold water and washed my face and my eyes, I always like to wash my eyes in the morning it brings a fresh look out of you to see the day more clearly. After I was done with the "wake up" part of the morning, I started dress for work. Soon I would be tearing down hot screens full of ink and putting fresh screens together for the next tear down. I work at a Graphics plant. The clock suddenly switched to 5:06 and I started to hurry. I turned the TV on and listened earlessly to the news as the weather reporter was saying how hot is was going to be again today, "Another hot one in the valley," was all I really heard him say, while I walked out of the room to do other things. As I went about making my lunch I poured some of the coffee into a mug, that I warm up earlier and gulped it down quickly. I could already feel the caffeine jump me up to speed with the ticking time of the morning. I grabbed an apple to eat, just as well, to be healthy. Then I put on my shoes and went back into the bedroom to shut off the tv. When I made it to the front door my ride to work had just pulled down the drive way thundering over the rocks to pick me up. Then I walked up the drive way and went into the morning light. My Morning Scott McIntyre
Tuesday, December 11, 2007-------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------Heaven is real---The morning was beautiful. The hour was soothing and still. When dawn raised high in the blue midnight sky, the colors arose to bring fourth a new shower of air. The Day had begun. Very early, the birds would come out and the dew of the morning would start to rise up from the tips of the trees; to soak into the moist, fresh, atmosphere. Every day the sun would shine, reviving life and warmth into the earth. As time continued on, the plants and the trees started to grow, to mature, into, 'the beauty of nature'. God really planed it all out with perfection around every corner and loving life adjacent to every angle. The trees had begun to grow and fruit was beginning to bear. Every piece of fruit grown on a tree rooted close to the steams of the waters of Life was ripe and fresh, sweet and tasteful. Pure bliss! Life was a flowing river out of which abundant love and structure rush fourth. The smell of the air was scant and real. Each breath you took was a taste of purity and joy. As the sun would rise higher into to the sky and begin to reveal, to, show, all that was around you; the light would warm you up and fill you with the fire of joy. As the birds would sing a shout of laughter would rise and fill the world as children laughed and played. Everyone enjoying everyone along side one another, the happiness of the earth roared higher and higher threw-out the galaxy and into the heavens, God is with us and His glory is upon us.