Love To Love 12-19-12

It started out as others, when I got dressed today -

ate breakfast with my fam'ly, for that was just our way.

You dropped me off at school.  Your love shone in your eyes.

We hugged and kissed each other.  We said our last "Goodbye's".

As I stepped to the entrance, I turned around once more -

and waved to you one final time - then stepped on through the door.

I saw some other teachers.  They do what teachers do.

They all had smiled, said "hi" to me - and I said "hi" back too.

I soon got to my classroom.  Some other friends were there.

I chatted with my classmates some and then sat in my chair.

Obey the teachers, I was taught.  I followed every rule -

but no one knew that this would be, our final day at school.

Life usually, will glide along - and all goes fairly well -

but those are times we soon forget how close we are to hell.

We soon forget that God is love and hates our every sin -

but selfish man gets what he wants as he is dead within.

Not even one short moment here, should ever pass us by -

where Jesus holds our inner thoughts and we don't question why.

Though God hates sin - do we as much?  For what man wishes, weaves -

his 'wants' to be accepted - until himself deceives.

From smoking, drugs and alcohol or any selfish thing -

there's someone who will pay the price for what these habits bring.

Why is it there are people who will only love to hate.

I pray that others will be saved - before it is too late.

Oh, why do we love other 'gods' including 'killing games'?

Why do we swear, show disrespect, call God [our Father] names?

Why don't we often worship - honor father, mother?

Why are we never faithful - steal, lie and murder?

Why are we very jealous, envious and covet?

Why not confess, repent?  Oh, why will we not do it?

I heard that last announcement.  Today, pure evil flowed.

Now I'm okay.  I'm in HIS arms, because HE loves me so.

I know it's hard to hold back tears from feeling deeply blue -

but I so love you mommy still - and Jesus says so too.

I'm so amazed to see this place you couldn't even dream of -

a place of immense beauty - where we all love to love.

In memory of the 20 children and 6 adults killed
at Sandy Hook School in Newtown, CT

©2012 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

http://www.ganderpoems.org/

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A Child's Prayer 6-21-09

I saw a little girl reaching up for her mothers hand today.

Her mom didn't take it. How cruel!

All the little girl wanted was a little love and comfort.

This circumstance is true.   I began to ponder the little girls thoughts....

I woke right up this morning but
my mommy wasn't there.
The sun was shining brightly so
I knew my mommy cared.
I pulled off my pajamas,
put on my favorite dress,
went down to find my mommy and,
with many hopes, impress.

Though she was drinking coffee,
with phone up to her ear -
I said, "Good morning mommy!
I'm very glad you're here."
I must have interrupted her.
I guess she didn't hear,
so I mouthed the words, "I love You"
- tried hard to whisper clear.

I made myself some cereal
as I, each morning, do.
Some say she doesn't love me but,
I know it isn't true.
When finished with my breakfast,
I thought I heard her scoff -
but put the dishes in the sink
and cleared the table off.

Then later on that morning
while going into town -
the radio had blared as if,
I was not around.
While in the mall together,
I reached up for her hand.
I guess she didn't see it or
she didn't understand.

Later, in my room alone -
(just my doll and me)
I heard her call for dinner with
a book and her TV.
The microwave had sounded,
while she sat on the couch.
She didn't ever smile much,
but she was not a grouch.

Tonight, here on my bed I am,
and laying on my back,
some tears are rolling down my cheeks -
my mom's a bit off-track.
So a little prayer I whispered,
(eyes covered with each palm).
I say a prayer to Jesus then -
I thank Him for my mom.

"Jesus, mommy loves me -
no matter what You see.
  She gives me everything I need.
 Please Jesus, just agree ."

 "Mommy is so short of time -
 in circles, she gets dizzy -

so if you get a chance, dear Lord -
please help her.  She's so busy.

"She's working very hard, you know -
such little time, has she.
I know, if she was here right now -
she'd dry these tears for me.

"So Jesus, don't be angry.
I love her quite a lot.
 Please help her with her troubles 'cuz,
 my mom is all I've got."

©2009 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
http://www.ganderpoems.org/

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Child-like Faith 11-1-08

You spanked me when I stole or lied,

yet always hugged me when I cried.

When I knew not just what to do,

I trusted you to see me though.

I felt so safe from all the crime,

as you helped me in your spare time.

Remember visits - Grandma's house,

when I spilled Kool-aid on her blouse?

I remember the circus and clowns;

Elephants, tigers – all the sounds.

I love the animals in our zoo,

but mostly mommy, I love you.

Last year, mom, when I was seven,

You spoke of Jesus, God in Heaven.

Please hold my hand, it's dark tonight.

Jesus holds my other, tight.

Your eyes say I won't make it through,

but I know Jesus loves me too.

You're worried, mom, but please don't be -

Jesus has reached down to me.

I see big scars in the palms of his hands.

He must have worked hard on Heaven's plans.

Forgive me mommy when I wasn't good,

because Jesus did. He understood.

Jesus grips my other hand.

I must let go, He tugs me and -

I wish there was another way -

but let go mommy... it's okay.

©2008 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

http://www.ganderpoems.org/

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