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Loving Out LoudA Poem by Melinda McQueenLoving Out Loud Touching hearts Everywhere you go. Lighting the way To the throne. One to another, Spreadin.. |
Love UnwrappedA Poem by Melinda McQueenLove Unwrapped It’s time to get out the pretty paper, Wrapping gifts gingerly That will be excitedly torn later With suc.. |
Wrapped Up in ChristA Poem by Melinda McQueenWrapped Up in Christ Love overflowing, There for the bestowing. It holds the igniting spark And lets Christ be His part. .. |
The Son in the MangerA Poem by Melinda McQueenThe Son in the Manger The star shone big and bright Against a dark night. Shining the way To the baby dreaming in the hay... |
The Perfectly Wrapped GiftA Poem by Melinda McQueenThe Perfectly Wrapped Gift Paper, ribbons and bows, All on the floor in no rhyme or pose. Scattered about, yet used to beau.. |
My Christmas HopeA Poem by Melinda McQueenMy Christmas Hope Set in motion Like a flowing ocean, Waves are tossing over, As doubts are lowered. A gift i.. |
A Few Days After ChristmasA Story by Alfred Kukitzwhere are you little one |
rise lowA Poem by Alfred Kukitzin the name...... |
Contentment in ChristA Poem by Melinda McQueenContentment in Christ A peace in the soul, Knowing you’re where you are meant to be. A refreshing exhale, Knowing you have .. |
Why I WriteA Poem by mwalker96A poem about why I write poetry |
The dedicated God Preachers.A Poem by OnlymeThe dedicated God preacherswho are on television, twenty fourhours a day. Telling us how great God is.As they live in their fancymansions. And keep as.. |
L.O.V.EA Poem by Debanga Kashyap DasThis is about love. Amour of the two greatest lovers and Jesus. |
Bah humbug....A Story by OnlymeIt's the time of caring and sharing and showinglove towards others in this world. Outwith youronly family members of course. Well, that is partof the .. |
Giving Thanks For Christmas DayA Poem by OnlymeToday is the day for little ones.The children of the world.The new generation for the comes years ahead.It's time to share and give.Reflect and rememb.. |
Holy Human LoveA Poem by Scott De BuitléirComing to terms with my once-vehement hatred for the Irish Catholic church. |
Easter SundayA Poem by OnlymeEaster eggs are symbolicof the empty tomb of Jesus Christfrom which Jesus rose again.And the tradition of stainingchicken eggs the colour of red in me.. |
Autobiographical MusingsA Story by anandboseIt's an autobiography |