Sit back, find a comfy chair, grab a cup of tea.......then feel free to enjoy the poetry on this 'front porch'.This poetry is written first and foremost TO BRING GOD GLORY!!It reflects thoughts on life, love and God.May you be refreshed, encouraged, challenged and comforted....and leave with a new appreciation and joy in the mighty God we serve! God bless you and to Him be the glory, Janet Martin......
Monday, March 15, 2010
Gifted Child
He would wrap his arms around her
and point up beyond the stars
he would tell her there’s a heaven
way past Saturn, Pluto, Mars
and when the yelling and the fighting
in the bedroom down below
gets too loud he whispers hold on
it’s almost time to go….
and we’re gonna fly now, hold on tight
cause we’re gonna ride to Heaven tonight
Yes, brother was a gifted child
He would tell her daddy’s drinking
that’s why he’s so awful mad
and that’s why he yells at mommy
and that’s why she’s so sad…
but I know Jesus loves me
cause a teacher told me so
He loves every little boy and girl
that’s why we’re gonna go
to see Him in my space-ship, hold on real tight
cause we’re gonna ride and see Jesus tonight
Yes, brother was a gifted child……….
….as her cradle becomes a space-ship
he whispers cover up your ears
cause space-ships get really noisy
and she tries smiling through her tears
and he says you be brave now
like all astronauts should be
then when we get to heaven
how proud Jesus will be
we’re ready for take-off, hold on tight
we’re gonna see heaven and Jesus tonight
Yes, brother was a gifted child
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Janet Martin
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