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  • I Run Out to Meet Him!

    I Run Out to Meet Him!

    A trumpet is sounding, I see a bright cloud,
    I hear a great shout, and it’s loud!
    And lightning is filling the sky up above,
    And now I can see Him, my Love!
    My eyes fill with tears, and my heart beats so fast –
    I’ve prayed for this day, and it’s here at last!
    I run out to meet Him, I don’t look around,
    But look at my feet! They are leaving the ground!
    And wonder is filling up all of my soul,
    As the King’s coming closer – BEHOLD!
    I see others above me in robes of pure white –
    He snatches us upward, His presence so bright.
    Those in the graves He allowed to go first,
    My parents, my husband! My heart almost bursts!
    When we’re past the danger, His wrath is poured out,
    The wicked are judged, and saved are the devout.
    I’m singing a new song and given a new name,
    I see all my loved ones, they don’t look the same!
    Their faces are glowing, they arrived ahead of me.
    We’ve left all our cares, and now we are free!
    We’re given gold crowns, and we fall to our knees
    And cast our crowns at His feet – He is pleased.
    Then He shows us the place He’s prepared for us!
    But I’ve got to write this down! I must!
    It was only a dream, but it still is true!
    One day He will come right out of the blue!

    By Nancy Petrey ~ April 16, 2019

  • JOY, JOY

    JOY, JOY

    by Dolly A Berthelot © 2020
    This most dismal
    Christmas week 2020–

    Covid soars,
    Multitudes die
    Isolation chafes
    Families stay apart
    To save lives
    While some party
    Without masks,
    Without care.

    Nature rebels
    As the wise
    Have long foretold.
    Hurricanes,
    Snowstorms,
    Wildfires,
    What’s next?

    America is cyber-attacked
    Security is sabotaged
    Putin chuckles,
    Our allies shiver.
    The President is silent
    Then contradicts his experts.
    Democracy seems under siege.

    And yet, and yet,
    In my unruly old basket of junk food
    A single luscious dark chocolate
    Elmer’s Gold Brick egg appears—
    Hidden since its Easter debut.

    It is a Christmas Miracle!
    I smile, I salivate, I sing
    Joy to the world!
    Jot to the world!!

    May simple pleasures return,
    Return, against all odds.

    Dolly Berthelot is author of PERFECTLY SQUARE.

  • Tabitha Edwards-Walton: My Hero

    by Tabitha Edwards-Walton, nurse, poet, and author of Poetic Diversities and Poetic Life Experiences.
     
    old marine salutesHe left his life of nothing behind him, when he walked into the military recruiting office.
    He was only seventeen years old. He walked away from his family. It was his decision.
    He went into boot camp, then he went to active service.
    He was then a Marine. He was flown to Vietnam. Which was all the way across the ocean.
    It was such an honor for him. That he served for his country.
    Oh how he missed his family! He knew this is what God had called for him to do.
    Out in the battlefields, even the worst guy in the unit was still his buddy.
    He did everything he could to make sure everyone was safe. Although they lost a few.
     
    He came home from the war, not a scratch on him. He was lucky he was alive.
    He was never home long before he had to leave again.
    This job was not your typical nine to five.
    That is how it was for the military back then.
     
    One time on leave he met a girl, they got married.
    They were not married for long before he had to go to Germany.
    When she finally got there, that is when he found out that she was large bellied.
    She was pregnant with his first baby.
     
    By this time he had transferred out of the Marines and into the Army.
    He continued to move around every couple of years
    He felt it was his civic duty.
    He was a man of no fears.
     

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    He volunteered to go back to Vietnam for a second tour.
    This time around he saved more lives. He dragged a high-ranking officer to a fox hole.
    While bullets flew all around. He thought he would be dead for sure.
    He lived, unscratched, because he did not lose control.
    Two children later and a twenty-year career.
    I am proud of who he was. He retired from the US. Army.
    This man is still with us today. He is still here.
    This man is my hero. Thank you, Daddy.

  • Tabitha Edwards-Walton: I Wear Pink for You

    Tabitha Edwards-Walton: nurse, mother, grandmother and poet with two books:  Poetic Life Experiences and Poetic Diversities and a new book coming in 2017!
     
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    I sat nervously in the doctor’s office, anxious and full of dreaded fear.
    When the doctor came in and said, “I really do not know how to tell you this.
    That lump that you found is indeed a mass.
    I know this is not what you wanted to hear.”
     
    “The mammogram confirmed your discovery.
    We will have to run further tests to see if it malignant.
    Go out to the receptionist area and reschedule an appointment for a biopsy.
    Until the results are for sure, do not stress or increase your anxiety.”
     
     
    What! He just told me the lump I found in my breast is a mass!
    I already had thoughts going through my my head, but I was not to stress.
    I did not get an appointment for another two weeks.
    How did he suppose I keep this off my mind?
    I could not just go sit in a beautiful meadow and meditate in the grass.
     
    The biopsy verified that it was indeed cancer.
    I was filled with so many emotions. I was sad, fearful,
    And I felt lost and hopeless.
    I thought my life as I knew it was over.
    I was also relieved to finally have the answer.
     
    I found out that it was in the early stages.
    I had to have a bilateral mastectomy, with reconstructive surgery.
    However, I was not bitter or sad. I got to live my life.
    Breast Cancer is an evil villain, it picks on men and women of all ages.
     
    This is for Leona, Melissa, Hazel, Debbie S. and all the other women and men
    who are lucky enough to be survivors. My heart goes out for the ones that are not.
     
     
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  • Tabitha Edwards-Walton: Hand in Hand

    by Tabitha Edwards-Walton, nurse, poet, and author of Poetic Diversities and Poetic Life Experiences

     

    Son, please put your hand in mine.

    I shall be your strength. Trust in me and you will do just fine.

     

    I will be your balance. I will hold you up when you go to fall.

    Just like everything in life, one must start out small.

     

    Together we will start out with small steps.

    And one day you shall stride great leaps.

     

    Right now you are unsure of yourself but I am sure for you.

    Take a look back and reminisce all that you have already been through.

     

    Yes, you have fallen a time or two, but pick yourself up and retry

    and do not get discouraged, fight through the tears. Please do not try.

     

    Remember the days when you learned to sit and to crawl.

    One day you will walk on your own, you are going to do it all.

     

    But until then I hope you know, you can always put your hand in my hand.

    Together as long as you need me, we will walk all over this land.

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  • Tabitha Edwards – Walton: The Uniform of the Law

    by Tabitha Edwards-Walton, nurse, mother of a special needs child, poet and author of Poetic Life Experiences and Poetic Diversities
    Protect and ServeFor the men and women who wear the uniform of the law.
    You each have taken the oath to protect and serve.
    Every day you put your own life on the line, to keep ours safe.
    Sometimes you do not always get the best luck of the draw.
     
    You drive hours in your cruisers, or walk your beats.
    You have to be available in a moment’s notice.
    You have to be out on the Holidays, in all kinds of weather.
    You are the watchful eye on our city streets.
     
    You are usually the first to respond to the scenes.
    It does not matter if is a domestic dispute, a robbery, or an accident.
    Most of you are proud to wear that shield upon your uniform.
    You actually enjoy your responsibly, your routines.
     
    Some may yell brutality, they do not want to think it was justice.
    Some people do not realize how your job could be dangerous.
    Some may even say it may have been racially motivated.
    Sometimes there is not enough gratitude for your service.
     
    Some people want to harm you instead of honoring you.
    Some people disobey your commands,
    They may even call you disrespecting names.
    To Protect and Serve is what you do, so Thank You!
     
     
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  • Tabitha Edwards-Walton: Letter from Heaven, "I love you, Mom!"

    Poetic Life Front Coverby Tabitha Edwards-Walton, author of Poetic Life Experiences and Poetic Diversities
    Note: This is a new poem from Tabitha, not found in her two previous books.
     
    Mom, I hope by now you understand,
    That it’s Okay, I am in the Promised Land.
    He told me that one day I would Fly Away.
    My father said, “I am coming for you one day.”
     
    He said, “Fly with me, my Child.” I said, “Father, I am ready!”
    He did not take my life; He gave me eternity.
    I am with our Heavenly Father,
    Where I can play and hold the hand of your mother.
     
    Mom, there are so many flowers! I will save the prettiest one for you!
    You have to wait, because it is not your time though; you still have more to do.
    When it is your time, I will run to you with all of my charms.
    I will receive you with smiles and open arms.
     
    I will watch over you as you have always done for me.
    I am your protector; now you see.
    Father said, I did a good job by helping so many.
    Love always, your Buddy
     
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