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... Like A Roller Coaster Walkin In The Valley Every Day Is Christmas Happy Go Lucky Day God's Special Gift Lower Me At Lazarus Tomb The Singers Ordinary Angels Military -Pride Of America The Counselor Our Nation's Heroes Road Trip Think Of Jesus Cross -Watch The Helmet Faith Of A Hummingbird I Am A Tiny Angel I Sacrifice Myself Speak Gently ... Time A Worthy Vessel The Secret Place The Tear's Majestic Beauty God -You'll Carry Me Home Let There Be Light In A Land Of Sand Rotten History American Soldier The Three Wise Men Mary Christmas Greetings The Spirit Of Christmas Imagine That Simpler Things Turn Back In My Dream Thank You So Much -Lord Just Say Thanks Thanksgiving Reflection The ... Were Good Little Boys A Lie God Keeps Watch He Gave Me Memories Lord -It's Me Again Little Bit Hidden Staying On Course Rise And Shine Company Two Soldiers Meet It Head On Metamorphosis Always Bonzo For Congress The Sentry Dependance On Him Never Forget -4th Of July Armor Of God Enabling Love Strong In You -Lord Lean On Jesus ...

... It Head On Meet Me In The Middle Memorial Day Poem Memory Lane Again Memory Mall Merry Penguins Three Metamorphosis Midnight Encounter Midnight Song Mighty Mike's Doggy Angels Military -Pride Of America Miracle Mirror'mirror On The Wall (Humor) Missing You Missing You At Christmas Misunderstood -Knowing God Moment By Moment With Him Month After Christmas More Like Jesus ... Way Always Always My Son Always Remember Always There Always There2 Amateurs Of Love America -I Believe In You America's Worst Niare America America On Her Knees American Soldier An Answered Birthday Wish An Apology And God's Secrets An Easter Prayer An Old Friend An Old Lady's Poem An Olde Legend An Oyster An Unconditional Love And So I Choose ... For Me Singing In The Daisies Skitters Sky Writing Net Slow Dance Smile Smile2 Smiles Snowfall So Dear To My Heart So Little Time Soaring High Soft Scoop Soldiers Christmas Poem Some Day Soon Somebodys Mother Someday Someone -Somewhere (Pain Relief Through Prayer) Someone Someone Is Praying For You Something's Missing Something Good About You Sometime Sometimes Life ...

... Righteousness Exalteth A Nation 10 Little Christians The Ship Of Life I Shall Prevail Cookies Wars And Rumors Of Wars Mary Reflection This Friend Of Mine Troubling Music Military -Pride Of America At Lazarus Tomb Ode To My God God Bless'my Computer Walking The Sands Of Time America -I Believe In You Sky Writing Net Somebodys Mother Letter From Home ... The Way I Am His Soldiers Christmas Poem Hurt -To Heal Only A Dad Who Joy Through Persecution In The Country Signs Of Spring Daddy -Love Thanks Dear Soldier Little Girls Heavens Valentine Letting Go Gods Other Blessings Worlds Set Apart Going Home A Lesson In Love My Talk With The Lord The Wedding A Love Poem Reservations A Shoulder ... Everything To Gain Changing Leaves A Christmas Poem To Mother Sing Once More For Me Sailing By Grace Thank You Lord We Are Blest Beyond The Gate Two Soldiers More Like Jesus How Would You Feel My Lamb Christmas'time Nostalgia Dirty Angel (Good Message -Surprise Ending) You Wont Understand Say What Twas A Special Christimas Eve Doctor Suess ...

... kinds, a sobering thought came through my mind. For this house was different, it was dark and dreary, I found it home for a soldier, once I could see clearly. The soldier lay sleeping, silent, and alone, curled up on the floor in this one bedroom home. His face was ... Soldiers Christmas Poem It was the night before Christmas, he lived all alone, in a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone. I had come down the chimney with presents to give, and to see just who in this home did live. I looked all about, a strange sight I did see ... and I knew he was right." Merry Christmas my friend, and to all a good night" This poem was written by a U.S. Marine. The following is his request. I think it is reasonable.... PLEASE. Would you do me the favor of sending this to as many people ...

... caught a bullet, When I tried to save a friend"" Another wound, for Uncle Sam, They sent me home to mend"" Soldier, have you had enough? My sergeant said to me"" Or, do you want another tour, If ever there's to be ?"" We would train ... of our boys over there, Who stand for what is right"" Freedom is the battle cry, The reason why they fight"" Young soldiers fight for liberty, Protecting freedoms bliss"" Old soldiers dream of by-gone-days, While fighting loneliness"" We were heroes in our day ," He said, and ... his story, Reminiscing of his past." I was just a boy back then, I lied about my age"" To get into the army, And. fight for the U.S.A"" I love this country very much, It's still the very best"" And I would fight, to keep it ...

... going off to work and coming home again. Then in the spring of 66, came a call from Uncle Sam and like many a retired old soldier, he went off to Viet Nam. This war was very different from the wars he'd fought before. Our heroes were not honored when they returned to our shore ... and determination and prayers throughout the land, the enemy was defeated because Americans took a stand. And for a while, we were at peace and soldiers rested well, even as they stood on guard, they knew that war was hell. Then once again, he sailed away to serve on the Philippine shore, ... they were lifted pride in America, too, and so they were willing to fight and die to preserve the Red, White and Blue. The Army / Air Corp recruited my dad before he was eighteen years old. He marched away in uniform, determined that he would be bold. He was there on base ...

... I know that all these loved ones Are trusting in Him, too. And in my frequent prayers I'm always sure to say: God bless every soldier, And God bless the U.S.A!~Alyssa Marie Bentham~[ by: Alyssa Marie Bentham Copyright 2009 (retrogal27 @yahoo.com)-submitted by: Alyssa Bentham ... Them My father is a Marine, My uncle's out at sea. My cousin joined the Coast Guard When he was twenty-three. My brother's in the army, And right now he's in Iraq. I can't tell you how much I miss them all And want them to come back. But even stronger than those feelings ... Trusting God to Watch Them My father is a Marine, My uncle's out at sea. My cousin joined the Coast Guard When he was twenty-three. My brother's in the army, And right now he's in Iraq. I can't tell you how much I miss them all And want them to come back. But ...

... A Soldier's Call To Arms All night long, the battle raged til dawn broke in the east. Then all at once the sounds of war would taper off and cease. The soldier, with his comrades, grew weary and afraid. By day, he read his Bible, and By night, he crouched and prayed. Verses read and memorized Brought peace and fears relieved; By Precious Blood, his fate secured The moment he believed. One night, the fight ... A Soldier's Call To Arms All night long, the battle raged til dawn broke in the east. Then all at once the sounds of war would taper off and cease. The soldier, with his comrades, grew weary and afraid. By day, he read his Bible, and By night, he crouched and prayed. Verses read and memorized Brought peace and fears relieved; By Precious Blood, his fate secured The moment he believed. One night, the fight ...

... American Soldier It's not a priest that gives us our freedom of religion And it's not a reporter that gives us our freedom of voice. It's not any judge, lawyer, politician, or teacher But the blood of a soldier that has sacrificed by choice. Our soldiers line up to be remembered As the best of the best at their job. They wish to be needed and depended on To save all we love from the mob. They risk their life and limb ... liberty Standing firm against evil unwilling to break. To be part of something greater than themselves They are willing to sacrifice whatever it will take.~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2010, (tom.a.zart @gmail.com)-submitted by: Tom Zart] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Thanks Dear Soldier I give thanks to you dear soldier, Who stands so firm and brave While dealing with the fears You may meet an early grave. This war was not your choosing And yet you give your all To protect our beloved freedom Lest we should bow and fall You stand and fight with all your might For friends and family left at home You make us proud, we ’ ll tell you so When you come marching home. You fight to free a ... to the test. You fight with fiercest pride At who you are and what you do. Though sleep deprived and weary You give of yourself anew. Your resolve has never faltered Though often faced with fear of death Your fellow soldiers count you faithful Though it be with your last breath. I could not be more proud Were you my daughter or my son For you stand among the very best Who fight ‘ til the battle ’ s won. We pray for you dear ...

... The Soldier A protest raged on a courthouse lawn, Round a makeshift stage they charged on, Fifteen hundred or more they say, Had come to burn a Flag that day. A boy held up the folded Flag, Cursed it, and called it a dirty rag. An old man pushed through the angry crowd, With a rusty shotgun shouldered proud. His uniform jacket was old and tight, He had polished each button, shiny and bright. He crossed that ... with a soldier's grace, Until he and the boy stood face to face." Freedom of speech ", the old man said," Is worth dying for, good men are dead, So you can stand on this courthouse lawn, And talk us down from dusk to dawn, But before any Flag gets burned today, This old man is going to have his say! My father died on a foreign shore, In a war they said would end all wars. ...

... his call. Gradually they achieve a change in the way that you behave; They see you corresponding to the pathway that they pave. You change from a" new recruit" living in a daze, And become a faithful soldier standing tough and brave. What is the component that brings the change about? You ’ ve learned to hear their whisper and understand their shout. You let them take your fragile world and turn it inside out; They ’ ve taught you ... Boot Camp The Marines take a rude, rough and tumble gal or guy And teach them how to just obey, not question what or why; They take a shrinking violet, afraid and often shy, And train their first response to be both tough and sly. The school of basic training reduces one and all To a quaking mass of nerves, insignificant and small. They push you to the limit, in your face and all... You learn to ...

... love and to serve. I'd rather be loved for my awareness of duty More than anything life can bestow me. I'd rather be loved and receive God's grace As I lay down my life before Thee.~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2010, (tom.a.zart @gmail.com)-submitted by: Tom Zart] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ... Christian Soldier's Love Poem Humans have always had their need for love Long before they could calculate the year. Painting on the walls of caves and tombs Stories of accomplishment, conquest and fear. Life is a constant contest of struggle Plagued by greed, love, war, work and debate. Between all we love; those we tolerate And some we can't help but hate. I'd rather be loved and love in return Than have a rich man's gold piled high. I'd ...

... Our Nation's Heroes Bless our nation's veterans, protectors of this land. Despite how hard the mission, side by side they took a stand. They fought with faith and honor, hearts filled with country pride. Defenders of our freedom, some were wounded, others died. Bless these loyal heroes, souls one in righting wrong. With gratitude, we laud them for they kept our nation strong.-Karen O'Leary [by: Karen O'Leary, Copyright 2007 (gksm ... Inspirational and Christian POEMS-Our Nation's Heroes (veterans, soldiers ). ...

... to share, and if I was defeated, I thought no one would care. For years I walked those dusty roads until I came to see, the saving of the universe is not left up to me. Like a soldier in the Army, I learned who's in command. I trust that you will lead me if I offer you my hand.~Linda Gleason~Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved My sheep hear my voice; I know them, and they follow ... . I give them eternal life and they shall never perish. No one can take them out of my hand. (John 10: 27-28) To win a battle, we must recognize the enemy. The dust clears only after the fighting is over, and when it does, it's sometimes surprising to see that the enemy is often someone called... Me. [By: Linda Lee Gleason, Copyright 2011 (llgleason @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Linda ...

... is marching We are almost face to face I see their men and weapons And I only have God's grace Their men are strong and so well trained They will die before retreat And the earth shakes from the thunderous sounds Of the soldiers horses feet I stand in opposition And look in back of me I have no troops to back me up There's only God and me The questions now are hurled at me From each and every side What are your plans, what will you do ... Only God and Me The mighty army is marching We are almost face to face I see their men and weapons And I only have God's grace Their men are strong and so well trained They will die before retreat And the earth shakes from the thunderous sounds Of the soldiers horses feet I stand in opposition And look in back of me I have no troops to back me up There's only God and me The questions now are hurled at me From each and every side What ...

... , I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold. Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled, Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child." What are you ... ?" I asked without fear," Come in this moment, it's freezing out here! Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve, You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve !" For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift, Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts. To the window that danced with a warm fire's light Then he sighed and he said" Its really all right, I'm out here by choice, I'm ...

... in any crowd. I thought, how many men like him Had fallen through the years? How many died on foreign soil? How many mothers ' tears? How many Pilots ' planes shot down? How many foxholes were soldiers ' graves? No, Freedom is not free. I heard the sound of taps one night, When everything was still. I listened to the bugler play And felt a sudden chill. I wondered just how many times That taps had meant ... Freedom Is Not Free I watched the flag pass by one day. It fluttered in the breeze A young Marine saluted it, and then He stood at ease. I looked at him in uniform So young, so tall, so proud With hair cut square and eyes alert He'd stand out in any crowd. I thought, how many men like him Had fallen through the years? How many died on foreign soil? How many mothers ' tears? How many Pilots ...

... The Final Inspection The soldier stood and faced God, Which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shining, Just as brightly as his brass." Step forward now, you soldier, How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To My Church have you been true ?" The soldier squared his shoulders and said," No, Lord, I guess I ain't. Because those of us who carry guns, Can't always be a saint. I've had to work most Sundays, And at times my talk was tough. And sometimes I've been violent, Because the world is awfully rough. But, I never took a penny, That wasn't mine to keep. Though I worked a lot of overtime, When the bills got just too steep. And I never passed a cry for help, Though at times I shook with fear. And sometimes, God, forgive me, I've wept ...

... Two Soldiers Two soldiers were killed in Baghdad today, leaving their families to mourn. They died on a foreign battlefield far from where they were born. Didn't see it in The Times or on the network news. I suppose they were too busy spouting political views. These were men of honor, who vowed of their own accord To faithfully serve our country by picking up its sword. And so, to foreign soil they went to fight the evil foe Whose goal is world oppression where freedom reigns no more. They were American soldiers who paid the ultimate price, And we, the American people, must honor their sacrifice. For all the blessings we ve received, our nation must stand strong To vanquish brutal enemies and right their evil wrongs. And so, I humbly ask you to close your eyes and say A silent prayer and thank you. Two soldiers died today. The world has seen its share of war throughout these many ...

... The Helmet-Honor Never Repaid A shot ripped through the air, Blood mingled with the blowing dirt, It lodged within his shoulder Leaving the young soldier badly hurt. The force of the bullet Pushed him to the dust. He lay there so stunned, But did what he must. He got up to his knees, That he might help his fellow men. Staggered a couple feet, Yet stumbled once again. He fell back to the ground And looked across from him. He saw his helmet laying there, A gouge marked the rim. He groaned in pain and knew That he was going to die, But knew its for a good cause, Then breathed his last sigh. Once again another soldier Had died to keep us free. A true American Patriot. Who fought for our country. And we give thanks today For the sacrifices made. For all Americans know Honor never can be repaid.~Autumn Bentham~[ ...

... of America, and the loved ones left behind. Two thousand one, Nine Eleven Six thousand plus arrive in Heaven As they pass through the gate, Thousands more appear in wait A bearded man with stovepipe hat Steps forward saying," Lets sit, lets chat" They settle down in seats of clouds A man named Martin shouts out proud" I have a dream !" and once he did The newcomer said," You died not in vain" Groups of soldiers in blue and gray Others in khaki, and green they say" We're from Bull Run, Yorktown, the Maine" The Newcomers said," You died not in vain" From a man on sticks one could hear" The only thing we have to fear. The Newcomer said," We know the rest, trust us sir, we've passed that test"" Courage doesn't hide in caves You can't bury freedom, in a grave ," The Newcomers had heard this voice ...

... She knew it was all personal but really not a secret, It was his special little things as safe as he could keep it. Old momentos from his past and things from years ago, Little things he loved to bring out now and then to show. On the top shelf was his albums withered now with age, She remembered how he sat and flipped from page to page. Telling her about the pictures as he looked inside, Most were from his army years, he never lost the pride. Then there was the souvenirs he brought back from the war, And his metals, he would always tell what they were for. He even had his army boots still polished clean and bright, And a brass belt buckle shined so bright it gleamed as light. Some old 8 super movies taken many years ago, She wondered why he kept them, he had made a video. And transferred all the movies to a brand new VHS ...

... the bed. Did they forget about all that are dead. American husbands, daughters and sons are still fighting. So why are the candles no longer lighting. Flags went out of stock in every store. Now they're no longer hanging by each door. The war is not over, their still fighting for us. So few show the colors, is it too much of a fuss. So if you're one who has put your flag away. Remember out soldiers are still fighting each day. So take out the Red, White and Blue and fly it high. For the soldiers at war that still may die. Our patriotism should have only just begun. Do not forget who they are and what they've done. September 11 will stay in our hearts forever, and so should our pride. AMERICANS RAISE THOSE FLAGS HIGH. [Linda & Tiffani D.-from John Traver] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... the crown of thorns upon His head And lash marks from a strap To the weight of such a heavy cross Strapped there upon His back. From the thief who hung beside Him Crying," Lord, remember me" To the gentle words of Jesus" Today, you'll be with me" From the darkness of the noon time As He died upon the cross To the earth that shook and trembled In response to such a loss. From the cheering cries of soldiers As they took His body down To the caring hands of Joseph A follower new in town. From the tomb where He was laid to rest In linen cloth of white To the guards who had to stand close by Throughout both day and night. From the stone that blocked the entrance As it gently rolled away To the miracle that happened On that third and final day. From the baffled look of soldiers As they peered into the room To the startled face of Mary When she ...

... “ Mary ’ s Wash Day ” On the flight into Egypt for all to see, On an unscented shrub hung so tenderly, Were the Christ Child's newly laundered clothes, On a lavender bush, so the legend goes. They had stopped to rest by the roadside there, Mary ’ s clean wet laundry was everywhere. On this scentless shrub His clothes did lay, Swaddling clothes, Mary's washday. Though Herod ’ s soldiers were all around, The Holy Family could still be found, Attending to the Christ Child ’ s needs, Along the wayside, among the weeds. She hung them gently on this drying rack, His swaddling clothes, a scent it did lack. Still a symbol of virtue and purity," Our Lady's Shelter ," so none could see. It hid them while the soldiers passed, So she gave it a blessing that would ever last. A fragrance this shrub would no longer lack; Spikenard, manger ...

... Hearts at Half Mast God bless our soldiers and their wives. so far apart but hearts always touching. Their hearts are at half mast as they protect our land. There ’ s no way they are whole, no way they that they can. For part of that heart is missing, the part they love the most. That heart is many miles away, farther than coast to coast. For those two hearts are yearning for the other to return. But the battles not over yet, their hearts will continue to churn. The loneliness that each of those hearts feel is tremendous pain. They ask for so very little, just wanting to be together once again. Let ’ s remember the sacrifice that these soldiers and wives feel. For it ’ s very intense and hugely unselfish, but it is absolutely real. And let this violent war end soon so the hearts can again be one. This is the victory I have ...

... A Soldier's Christmas I am over here in battle with bombing all around Bullets fly and shrapnel is falling on the ground And though I stay alert to danger, eyes and ears upon the war My mind begins to wander to where all my family are. I am fighting for our country to remain intact and free So none of you at home will have to fight or flee. I fight because I love you all, more than you can know And though I'm full of love for you I've seldom let it show. But with thoughts of the joy of Christmas bearing on my mind And missing you so desperately I quite often find That there are things I wish I'd said more often in the past And talked of love and visions for a future that would last. The picture that I keep in side is of you on Christmas day Knowing I am not with you, but oh so far away And yet you do your duty to hold ...

... MILITARY-Pride of America You are the pride of America, You who go to fight To keep our country free And stand for what is right. You have left your homes and loved ones To our perpetual tender care Knowing we will meet their needs As they all await you here. Know too you will be honored When once more you grace this land; We will proudly receive you home, Give you hugs and shake your hand. Just ignore the ignorant rebels Who have so disgraced our name When they attack your valor, And ridicule your fighting fame. Just know that the sane all love you; That our hearts swell great with pride Just thinking of your courage As you stem the evil tide. Our prayers go to God above To protect and honor you, For the service you have given to your land, Red, White and Blue. May you return once more to home With body and mind both whole; To settle ...

... upon the wind, just clouds of swirling dust. And where the reindeer should have stood before a laden sleigh, eight Humvees ran a column right behind an M1A. A group of boys walked past the tank, not one was past his teens, Their eyes were hard as polished flint, their faces drawn and lean. They walked the street in armor with their rifles shouldered tight, their dearest wish for Christmas, just to have a silent night. Other soldiers gathered, hunkered down against the wind, To share a scrap of mail and dreams of going home again. There wasn't much at all to put their lonely hearts at ease, They had no Christmas turkey, just a pack of MREs. They didn't have a garland or a stocking I could see, They didn't need an ornament -they lacked a Christmas tree. They didn't have a present even though it was tradition, the only boxes I could see were labeled" ammunition" ...

... Forming visions on a line. I seem to be a better person When it's time to sit down and write. A higher power guides my hand Sharing wisdom by day and night. People born to create Have no choice but to perform. It's the rush of sharing their gift That elevates them from the norm. What would our world become Without intervention from above? Angry beings in a revolving cage With no sense of passion or love.~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2008-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Fighting Just for Him He was just a plain old soldier, With coat, and hat, and arms, But there was something different in his eyes, And in the way he held his form. He stood up straighter than the rest, His eyes were filled with light, And no matter the man in charge of us, He always acted right. Some of the men resented him, Calling him haughty and proud But that first day I talked with him, I knew he was different from the crowd. His story touched my heart within, And tears fell down my face, And when you hear the words he spoke, Your doubts it will erase. He started calmly, with that light, Still burning in his eyes, And as he spoke, it grew to fire, As from his heart it began to rise. He told me of his wife so sweet, Waiting there back home, And of his little ...

... from it just made him stop and sneeze. He smiled as he thought of the locker and the safe contents, Why do people save this stuff, it really makes no sense. He opened it remembering some things it held inside, The memories of his life gone by and of his wife who died. But as he shuffled through the locker some things came to view, That he had long forgotten in a time when life was new. He saw his army souvenirs brought back from over seas, And realized the horrors that he went through getting these. A worn out leather album from his fighting days gone by, He knew it would bring tears but he would flip through it or try. The first page held a picture of the guys in his outfit, Emotions flooded over him as he just looked at it. There was Joe beside him who had been his dearest friend, But in the heat of battle Joe had met an ...

... nice and cool inside. Tunnels running to and fro combining chambers high and low. (It's wonderful how these small creatures build their homes with such grand features !) Inside the nests the work goes on, though they've no light from moon nor sun. Blind workers fungal gardens tend whilst others help their homes to mend; to forage all day long for food and caring for their nests ' young broods. Beware, intruders, take good care, for there are soldiers everywhere. Always ready; strong and armed to protect their own from harm. Over their subjects royals rule, from noble chambers safe and cool. Termites might be small and boring, but with eagles they are soaring-for little creatures such as they do what God asks of them each day. Should not then we, creation's crown, be men and women of renown?~Belinda van Rensburg~[ by: Belinda van Rensburg, Copyright 2008 (lindievr @yahoo.com) ...

... Cross-Watch Salute to my Commanding Officer in The Lord's Army The other day I received a gift: a beautiful watch in the shape of a cross, In recognition, of my promotion, It was given to me by my boss. It had been made-to-order; created just so, and definitely, fit, just for me It had a sterling silver cuff-band that simply caressed my wrist, harmoniously! So now, on every occasion when I am given to checking the hour, I will bless my boss when I see the cross, remembering, how Jesus gave it its power! Therefore, will I recall, even amidst the daily grind, commotion, and common upheaval, The fact that Christ died for me: a reminder to redeem the time, for the days. they are evil. “ See to it then, that you walk circumspectly; not as fools, but as the wise, redeeming the time, for the days are ...

... tarnished where lashes brought blood. A rugged old cross was his tortuous rack, As he shifted it's weight to his now bleeding back. His eyes, filled with burdens, 'twas nothing there merry, The thorns had no roses, the night became eerie. His dry thirsty mouth was drawn thin like a bow, And the beard of his chin was plucked out cruelly, and slow. The cross from his back held him high in his shame, And the soldiers encircled his death with a game. He had a kind face, in his eyes none saw hate, And he shook when they laughed at his horrible fate. He was dying for me, took my sins on himself, And I wept when I saw him, in spite of myself. A look in his eye, and the twist of his head, Soon gave me to know, I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word, but went straight to ...

... The Will Of God The will of God will never take you, Where the Grace of God cannot keep you, Where the Arms of God cannot support you, Where the Riches of God cannot supply your needs, Where the Power of God cannot endow you. The will of God will never take you, Where the Spirit of God cannot work through you, Where the Wisdom of God cannot teach you, Where the Army of God cannot protect you, Where the Hands of God cannot mold you. The Will of God will never take you, Where the Love of God cannot enfold you, Where the Mercies of God cannot sustain you, Where the Peace of God cannot calm your fears, Where the Authority of God cannot overrule for you. The will of God will never take you, Where the Comfort of God cannot dry your tears, Where the Word of God cannot feed you, Where the Miracles of God cannot be done ...

... the cost. In the heart of each parent are sincere and fervent prayers, Please Lord, hear them and ease their pain and cares. Give comfort to the wife who in sorrow waits alone And all the little children who need their parents home. Please Lord, send your angels to protect the ones who fight For peace and freedom, God and country and what is right. Give peace to the ones who wait and please calm their fears, Bring our soldiers home Lord, to the ones who love them dear. And please Lord, when it ’ s over and all is said and done May we live in peace and may our freedom be won. Not just for America Lord, but for all who are oppressed And in each heart and soul Lord, may you be our eternal guest.-Lora Cox-[ by: Lora Cox Copyright 2003 (bell @evansville.net)-submitted by: Lora Cox] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net ...

... to love? Who made the clouds and sky above? Who lights the stars and moon in the night? Who makes heaven and beyond so bright? Who gives us babies we follow till death? Who made us able to speak with our breath? Who gives us heroes willing to die? Who made the tears we shed as we cry? Who shows us hope and guides our way? The same one who loves us night and day~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2008-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... form figures in the sky. But only poets will write poems That shall last long after they die. God has always had his poets Who he watches with love from space. But Satan has his poets too Who try to lead us from our grace. Poets are the bell ringers of the soul As they depict the past, the present and beyond. They sound their alarm of what lies ahead As the missteps of man live on.~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2008-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... calm... as on this Christmas Eve, And not create hostilities... that make their brothers grieve. Then we could have a peaceful world... as it was meant to be, But until then we must stand guard... and this night it is me. Once again my thoughts turn home... my family safe and sound, Because this ship and other ones... are ready to stand ground. The navy and the other branches... keep us safe and strong, So those at home can celebrate... and sing their Christmas song. But knowing that I must do this... I can't hold back a tear, Wishing I was home this Christmas... sharing in the cheer. Seeing all my family's faces... lights and Christmas trim, Now the night is getting darker... as I think of them. Trying now to fight ...

... is upon me but I'm not afraid to die All that I stand for will be viewed by and by. I don't expect a mansion or wings to help me fly Only to serve you and yours in the sky. With one foot in heaven and one down on earth I pray to be remembered and judged by my worth. If I'm forced to camp, just outside your gate I will still be grateful and not," hesitate"~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2008-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... not a coward Who breaks and runs to survive. Always fearing death will kiss me As the streets of Baghdad I drive. Should tomorrow start without me Be proud I choose to serve. Our faith and our patriotism Earn the freedom we deserve. I miss home more than ever It breaks my heart to stay away I can ’ t help but want to hold you And whisper what I say. May God bless America And all, I love, “ YOUR MARINE ”~Tom Zart~Author of “ Love, War & More ” Published by: Publish America [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2007-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... The Warrior This morning my thoughts traveled along to a place in my life where days have long since gone. Beholding an image of what I use to be. As visions were stirred, and God spoke to me He showed me a warrior, a soldier in place, Positioned by Heaven, yet I saw not the face. I watched as the warrior fought enemies. They came from the darkness with destruction for me I saw as the warrior would dry away tears As all of Heaven's angels hovered so near. I saw many wounds on the warriors face. Yet weapons of warfare were firmly in place. I felt my heart weeping, my eyes held so much, as God let me feel the warrior's prayer touched. I thought" how familiar" the words that were prayed. The prayers were like lightening that never would fade. I said to God" Please, the warrior's name". He gave no reply, He choose ...

... The Armor Of God Put on the whole armor of God, And soldiers we shall be. Fighting the powers of darkness, Who thirst for the souls of the free. Through lust, they try to enslave us, And silence God's voice in man. With focus of faith we shun them, Avoiding the grasp of their hand. Satan whispers his sadistic thoughts In every language and every ear. Tempting all with the sins of hell, Victims of misery, hopelessness and fear. Eagerly plotting to disrupt God's works, Evil swallows up souls like the shifting sand. The armor of God is our divine protection, Shielding every child, woman, and man.~Tom Zart~[ by: Tom Zart Copyright 2005-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... far off rumble of trains or thunder As they pass through the night in the dark. The joy of our babies first words and steps The passion of life with its heroes and clowns. The on going struggle to survive our sins As we proliferate in hamlets and towns. My favorite poet is our Father of love Who was first to know us before birth. His poetry prolongs every thing we love As His deliverance gives life its worth.~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2008-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... try to keep my thoughts from turning black. I may be scared, but I am proud. My son has got your back. I am a strong and loving wife, with a husband soon to go. There are times I'm terrified in a way most never know. I bite my lip, and force a smile as I watch my husband pack. My heart may break, but I am proud. My husbands got your back. I am a Soldier. Serving Proudly, standing tall. I fight for freedom, yours and mine by answering this call. I do my job while knowing, the thanks it sometimes lacks. Say a prayer that I'll come home. It's me who's got your back. [By: Autumn Parker, Copyright 2003-Updated: 2011-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Holly's Legend Holly bush along the way, Is it true the tales they say? Were your berries once bright white? Were your branches woven tight? You were such a scraggly thing, When the soldiers sought our King. Is it true that Mary prayed? As beneath your bough she laid. Her Babe within your holly bed, Entrusting Him to you it ’ s said, That you tried with all your might, And you hid Him from their sight. Did your leaves enfold Him so? Since He had no place to go? When Mary placed Him ‘ neath your bough, You sheltered Him you'd not allow, Harm to come to Him that day, Least that's what the stories say. Is it true a roof you grew, Over Him till they passed through? In your heart you kept Him there, Till all was safe no need to care. Is that why He blessed you so? Now your bush will ...

... Ideals Remember that ideals are like stars up in the sky, You can never really reach them, hanging in the heavens high. But like the mighty mariner who sailed the storm-tossed sea, And used the stars to chart his course with skill and certainty, You too can chart your course in life with high ideals and love, For high ideals are like the stars that light the sky above. You cannot ever reach them, but lift your heart up high And your life will be as shining as the stars up in the sky. [Helen Stiener Rice-from Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... A Memorial Day Poem We walked among the crosses Where our fallen soldiers lay. And listened to the bugle As TAPS began to play. The Chaplin led a prayer We stood with heads bowed low. And I thought of fallen comrades I had known so long ago. They came from every city Across this fertile land. That we might live in freedom. They lie here 'neath the sand. I felt a little guilty My sacrifice was small. I only lost a little time But these men lost their all. Now the services are over For this Memorial Day. To the names upon these crosses I just want to say, Thanks for what you've given No one could ask for more. May you rest with God in heaven From now through evermore.~C W Johnson~[ by: C W Johnson-from Cheryl Anthony, via William Brabant (bbrabant @sault.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... the streams of promise land. He sees us when we ’ re happy He hears us when we ’ re glad. He whispers words of hope to us When we face something sad. As wicked thoughts control the mind Evil deeds control the heart. Jesus is who we turn to When from sins we must depart. Jesus is a fisherman Who baits his hook with love. Casting his line in your direction From the banks of heaven above~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2008-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Alabama Morning A good day for fishing! Yes Lord, a good day. I grab my fishing pole and out the door I go. The cows are grazing. The meadow smells sweet. A cormorant sits atop a lifeless cypress tree, sentinel to these still waters that beckon me. Glints of sunshine dance across the rippling circles created by a stork in search of breakfast. As I walk nonchalantly by, engrossed in God's beauty, and army of turtles frantically leap into the water, regretfully sacrificing another moment in the sun. The pecan tree looming above stares in utter silence as her offspring fall threateningly close to me! At last I reach the path leading to my honey hole. As I turn the final bend, my eye catches the slow, methodical undulation of a 'gator on the prowl. I gasp in wonder at the ever changing sameness of this place! Reaching the waters that have invited me, I cast my line with ...

... The Call Dedicated to all the American heroes of 9 / 11, of history, of today and of tomorrow. In the time of crisis and trouble, one of our first thoughts is," Where can I get someone to help me ?" One of the genuine blessings of this great country of ours is the fact that we do have emergency and military professionals who are dedicated and committed to public safety and national defense. Sadly, this high and special calling sometimes requires the ultimate sacrifice of health and even life itself. Too often these heroic efforts occur in the absence of expressions of gratitude from those who are being served. The alarm call rings out on a dreadful day." Look up at the horror and come right away! The need is so great, lives hang on the edge"" We offer ourselves ," is their sworn pledge. Sirens sound out as heroes swing into action. Though peril abounds, there is no ...

... On My Honor I am the daughter of a soldier. I treasure liberty, Because my father taught me That freedom is not free. For every right and privilege Someone has paid the cost In blood and sweat and tears And in lives we lost. Some heroes walk among us And defend us every day, While others trod on foreign soil Some thousand miles away. Each is a reminder Of the ones who've gone before, Remembered now in glory, In prayers and tales of war. And in case you've neglected To give them what they re due, Rise now and be counted For the Red, the White, the Blue. Old Glory's but a symbol Of the legacy we share. To keep her flying proud and strong, Americans must care. We must not sit in apathy And let our freedom die. We have to rise to action And boldly question, Why? In the past we've proven That Americans Can Do. Our ...

... , broke from his chains Toppling the temple with God's help alone. Jonah was swallowed by a monster fish To be cast up on shore with a prophecy to tell. Jesus of Nazareth was nailed to the cross And without his forgiveness we're doomed to fail. Lord I'll feel blessed to greet all your heroes When it is my time to escape my woes. I'll clutch their hands and kiss their face As we celebrate the journey we chose.~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: Tom Zart Copyright 2008-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Someone took His body, others say he rose again, Some even say He lives and He has spoken to his men" I thought I spoke to John and Peter early on last night, They never mentioned anything, this fellow can't be right. The town is in a frenzy some remember what He said, They think because the body's gone He came back from the dead. Many were not there that day when he was crucified, But I saw the soldier thrust the sword into His side. I had thought He'd use His power to show He was Lord, But I knew that He was dead because I saw the sword. I had to go and see the men to see what they have heard, Rumors spread so quickly and you can't believe a word. People love to gossip and spread stories all around. I know the men are hiding they're afraid they may be found. Later on that evening when I knew it would ...

... to long, Allowing satan to creep into our homes. It's time to stand up and let satan know, We're taking back all he has stole so long ago. Get up and take a stand, Don't allow satan to devour our land. He is running to and fro, Destroying our children everywhere he goes. Jesus didn't leave us helpless and defeated, Yet we act as though we've been mistreated. Keep your eyes focused on the light, Be a soldier stand up for what is right. Put on the whole armour of God, And be sure to keep your feet shod. Be strong in the Lord and in the power of his might, Stand up for Jesus, Stand up and fight.~Patty Faye Locklear~Copyright 2010 All Right Reserved [by: Patty F. Locklear, Copyright 2010, (patty.locklear @yahoo.com)-submitted by: Patty Locklear] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... though never how much Till by war, I'm forced beyond your touch. Where violence thrives, there's the stench of death With the taste of fear on every breath. Who shall prevail, who shall die? As the sadistic kill beneath God's sky. Baghdad has become man's highway to hell Where the hearts of darkness are alive and well, I count each day till it's time to come home And be with my love and never alone. Love You, Your Marine~Tom Zart~[ by: Tom Zart Copyright 2007-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... He always went into harm ’ s way Uncertain what he ’ d find To be sure things appeared okay For his friends, left behind In life, he was a tender soul Who gave more than he sought His selfless nature made him whole And this was how he fought. A child stood proudly on the stage Beneath the summer sun And eulogized the boy of age Whose life had just begun The boy had saved another man His doubts had equaled zero – A soldier following God ’ s plan He left this world, a hero.~Jill Eisnaugle~Copyright 2007 All Rights Reserved txbuckeye80 @hotmail.com Jill Eisnaugle's Poetry Collection [By: Jill Eisnaugle Copyright 2007 (txbuckeye80 @hotmail.com)-submitted by: Jill Eisnaugle] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... year, But as I think of seeing you. I wipe away a tear. To see your smiling face again. and hold you close to me, Is what I've dreamed and thought about. to keep my sanity. To think of seeing you again. and just behold your beauty, We're down to counting only days. to end this tour of duty. I know that I have done my job. while serving Uncle Sam, I am a US soldier and it made me. who I am. But as I serve my country. and defend red, white and blue, I know that while you wait for me. that is a duty too. So knowing that you wait for me. while I am far away, Makes me love you even more. and I just want to say, I love you for your sacrifice. of waiting faithfully, I love you for your precious love. that you bestow on me ...

... to comfort Him as on the cross He hung, but He bore all the suffering, this Savior, God's own Son. My sin was pardoned on the tree that held this blessed Christ; He took the punishment for me and paid sin's awful price. Only the perfect lamb of God could love a wretch like me enough to die, enough to live, enough to set me free! The empty tomb, a witness stark that Jesus lived again, and soldiers fearing for their lives knew Christ was no mere man! O Jesus Christ, my dearest Friend, O King of heaven and earth, Though ages pass, no tongue can tell the measure of Your worth!~Connie Faust~[ by: Connie Faust, Copyright 2009 (beracah1 @evenlink.com)-submitted by: Connie Faust] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

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