About Mark Waldrop

I hope you enjoy reading these poems as much as I enjoyed writing them. Thank you for visiting the site. Poems that send darts🎯to touch our hearts❤️

SK 

When you become a cold Silent Key
Do you ever wonder where you will be. 

Sometimes it’s too late to send an SOS. 
Waiting that late will surely cause much distress.       
                                 
If you want to have total peace in your life
Look where you may to reduce the strife. 

For me,  I turned my spiritual radio on. 
Listening all night for the signal at dawn

June 26, 2022
Mark Waldrop

Going to Church Somewhere 

Going to church, not sure where it will be
I know wherever I go, GOD is with me

It matters not where you go or where you’ll sing
The HOLY SPIRIT will be there  making your Heart Ring

Going to Church I may know not where,
Just Worshiping my Loving GOD in prayer

Wherever you are when he draws you near
Take time for Church and HIS WORD to hear

The Old Home Place 

Painting by Spike O’Dell W4WGN Brentwood Tennessee
The Old Homeplace
Brings back Memories 
Of yesteryear gone by

Children laughing and playing
Grandma’s cooking
And the warm breezes blowing by

Good Memories are cherished forever
How they make time fly
The Old Home Place sheds  a tear in my eye

The old hound dog that slept on the porch
The squirrels up in the trees
The colorful leaves rustling in the breeze

Good times are never meant to be forgotten 
Only cherished with time gone by

That’s why I’ll always remember
The Old Home Place
Of times gone by

Jordan 

I know a guy named Jordan
He works as hard as he can

He will mow and trim your lawn
And manicure it is his plan

He is honest and dependable 
Much in demand

I consider him a good friend
And a very nice young man

June 19, 2022
Mark Waldrop

 The Ocean

If love is vast like an ocean, how do we set sail
JESUS walked on water and HE did not fail

Maybe HE’S is the one that we are looking for
To guide us to that GREAT far off distant shore

The GOOD BOOK said he had  Faith in HIS FATHER
That’s what gave HIM the ability to walk on water

If we can find enough Faith to hold HIS HAND
It will be an easy walk to that far-off land

The old Farmhouse 

Painting by Spike O’Dell W4WGN Brentwood Tennessee
The old farmhouse didn’t seem much at the time. 
I was just growing up. Paying most attention to mealtime. 

Making memories was just a thing we did. 
Just living life, having fun just being a kid. 

Going to church every time the doors were swung open. 
That’s where the Gospel of His word was spoken. 

Memories of Christmases, from days gone by. 
Today those memories bring a tear to my eye. 

Now it’s my turn to do what my parents did. 
Making loving memories with my kid.