His Fate a Lesson (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We can learn from the dead the story directly from God the fate of the rich man a clarion call, ...
We can learn from the dead the story directly from God the fate of the rich man a clarion call, ...
A reminder of eternity their best before their dying the rich colors of autumn before the eternal season Joy in ...
Birthing the day from the womb of the dawn the long night ending day coming to life Into your loving ...
To fulfill the prophecy all law and prophecy Christ turning toward Jerusalem walking the way of the cross Going where ...
Turning into the winds the storms of this life confronting them head on with the power from above Yielding the ...
Turning purposely in the headwinds the storms of history awaiting for him Going to Jerusalem even while knowing the future ...
Coming again into our consciousness the wonder of his star the simplicity of the crèche and the story of Mary, ...
images, little symbols of our faith, from the very beginning hung reverently, upon the tree amid the lights, saints, the ...
A true statement, serious an accurate reflection of consequences the results of acts of free will Maybe a bit cursory, ...
Ace of spades, in living flesh, silken skin of the shy tulip Petals praying clasped together for the warming rays ...
I raced from court We stood beside you, beside the hospital bed, awaiting the surgeon Husband and pastor, touching you, ...
The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is ...
NO master sage, nor orator I know, Who can success, like gentle Cupid show; His ways and arguments are pleasing ...
It were after the Battle of Crecy- The foe all lay dead on the ground- And King Edward went out ...
GROWLTIGER was a Bravo Cat, who lived upon a barge; In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed ...
Bloom -- is Result -- to meet a Flower And casually glance Would scarcely cause one to suspect The minor ...
Thank you Ambrose for the kitchen door ajar, a sign your friendship never closed on me, an amity extended from ...
They talked to me again today, they spoke in gentle tones and said the things I ought to hear then ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
It seldom snowed, they said, it might get cold but it won't be snow; well, one should guess the locals ...
A crystalline awakening on the plateau, the crisp air as brittle as new celery snaps with expectancy. The cold clings ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
She is wise in the way that children are wise, looking at me with such knowing, grave eyes I must ...
Now darkness ponds upon the violet hills; cicadas sing; the tall elms gently sway; and night bends near, a deepening ...
Oh, weep not, love! each tear that springs In those dear eyes of thine, To me a keener suffering brings, ...
O weep not, love! each tear that springs In those dear eyes of thine, To me a keener suffering brings ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Full moon. Our Narragansett gales subside and the land is celebrating men of war more or less, less or more. ...
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