Hero (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I called her a hero. She blushed, a little bit, demurred a bit, laughed. Because she is what I said ...
I called her a hero. She blushed, a little bit, demurred a bit, laughed. Because she is what I said ...
So right to honor, to pay tribute to thank them, before Pentecost before the joining of new members so noble ...
Joining herself with Him in her act of love for Him, her giving in anointing his feet joining as servant ...
Pitch the Tent on the lawn set up the chairs, the signs, the pulpit flagmen at the roadside, cars parked ...
Days of reflection of expectancy, of journey, awareness fulfillment, glory before the judgment the sacrifice the atonement and redemption February ...
Son of God, incarnate word Eternal king, in human form Ready to heal, to walk with the last, the least ...
She reached another milestone another hurdle cleared preparing herself for the next step another moment of success leading to the ...
Above the noise in the room below the sound of the television, the game, the laughter of our five-year old ...
Ways to agreement beyond the sparring the minuet of debate of advocacy, of winning findings words of compromise uncontested claims ...
We had another day of Christmas more family time, more presents, another big meal, another house full of squeals for ...
A family, coming together to help him, cheer send him support, love But, the village, extended family, friends and more, ...
Our house, our home blessed with more than one a glass crèche, a solemn crèche, a crèche of clay waiting ...
A people waiting, hoping, believing in their covenant with God with the many blessings given by God by the hope ...
The girls at school, the coffee finished the news scanned, the day begun papers in folders, in piles, ready for ...
All it takes is faith, real faith and there is no darkness, no fear in the coming judgment, the winnowing ...
She wasn't reading the words on the page not to herself at least, she was preaching from the Book she ...
We all sin, we all fall short, we all need grace grace boundless and unending, grace to redeem to bring ...
The lined up on the far side the edge of the parking area, tires in the oak leaves I had ...
Day by day the seed grows taller and taller climbing toward the sun ants and beetles nibble, shred the leaves ...
Rich vibrant, living color Dying on the branch In glory as I drive by A canopy over my way Or ...
My teacher A force in my life Keeping me with the pack Putting herself out To give me a chance ...
Five of ten enter by the narrow gate the rest are caught asleep, unprepared lamps empty, without their oil in ...
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