If I could only hear his voice again,  
Through the whisper of the breeze, soft and slim.  
I'd tell him how much I love him, true and plain,  
Words flowing like a heartfelt, sacred hymn.

Oh, the things I wish I could change,  
The hands of time, gently rearrange.  
To seize one more moment, so brief,  
And in that time, find some relief.

I'd listen for the laughter, the joy once shared,  
For in those sounds, his love was always bared.  
Each echo, a testament, forever ensnared,  
In the chambers of my heart, where he is fared.

If I could craft from the stars above,  
A bridge to the past, built with love.  
I'd cross it with haste, no moment to waste,  
To speak unspoken words, in a tender embrace.

But since time's cruel hand will not bend,  
I'll cherish his memory, till the very end.  
And in the quiet, in the still, I'll pretend,  
That I can hear his voice again, my dear friend.

For love, it transcends the boundary of death,  
In whispered memories, his gentle breath.  
Though I cannot change what fate has designed,  
In my heart, his voice forever intertwined.

February 3, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop

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Oh Loving Mother where have you gone today
I pray you won't be gone long please don't stay

My tears cry for your loving touch
I miss your warm smile so much

I know you can't return to me
I can only prepare to see thee

February 2, 2024
MarkWaldrop

One day a long time ago in Bible Lands
A cattle train headed out to their Homeland

Jacob, with his wives and children, mounted their Camels high
Heading out under the hot desert sky

Following God’s Devine plan, trekking many miles in the hot sand
Camels, cattle, goats, and sheep always looking for water and sleep

An impossible journey in every way
Only with God’s Hand as they pray

Reaching their destination and looking in the past
Thanking God for his protection that will forever last

February 2, 2024
MarkWaldrop

Genesis 31:17-18

We are all allotted a certain amount of time
Knowing the exact number would be a crime

Being young, my hourglass has what God will allow
Grandpa's hourglass is close to being  empty now

God has a plan for each of our lives
Living in His Will brings less strife

Thank you, God, for Your Plan that I might see
And giving me Grandpa, who always loves me

January 27, 2024
MarkWaldrop

The burdens of life brought me to my knees
Nowhere to turn but God, looking for peace 

As I share with Him all my cares
My load is lifted through my tears

His Grace and Mercy are more than I can understand
I thank you, God, for your Everlasting Devin Plan

January 27, 2024
MarkWaldrop

By whom am I being led, and where am I going
I am traveling along willingly without knowing 

I must pay more attention to my path today
Will I be happy and fulfilled at the end of the day

Always being alert to my coach and the race I'm in. 
Will determine the prize that lies ahead in the end

January  27, 2024
MarkWaldrop

In tempests wild, when life's storms surge,
Rest in the arms of the wind's great urge.
The Master speaks amidst the gale,
His voice a harbor, strong and hale.

"Peace be still," He whispers soft,
In His embrace, aloft we're loft.
Through raging winds and pouring rain,
His presence soothes, eases the pain.

Hold fast to promises, forever true,
He'll never leave, always with you.
In darkest nights, in fiercest squall,
He stands steadfast, through it all.

His promise rings, a beacon bright,
In stormy seas, He is our light.
Never forsaken, never alone,
In His love, our fears are overthrown.

January 27, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop

There seems to be no respect today
Respect was in order yesterday 

Where did it go, and why did it leave 
Young people are not taught I believe

Respect for our Almighty God is where it has to start
Creating respect for family and friends from the heart

The only answer is spreading The Good News of Jesus
Only with God's Touch will Respect be returned to us. 

January 24, 2024
MarkWaldrop