#lifeinwords

"Never quit. If you stumble, get back up. What happened yesterday no longer matters. Today is another day. So get back on track and move closer to your dream and goals. You can do it."

The Difference Is The difference is I lie for a reason. I lie to capture the bad guys, and if that takes a lie, then you better believe I am going to lie. I am going to do everything I can to help others.

Are we really so brave in the face of angel? Or have angels become like “White noise” to us something we hear about so often, we don’t really realize that angels are servants for God, and the fallen angels

The image seemed fitting although I wrote this poems years before Little Miss was born... We discovered the world, With muddy faces, And popsicle stained clothing. We believed in fairies, Santa Claus,

Mimmi so often comes to my mind, and though I would not wish her back into a world full of pain, a part of me will always miss her, she was a sister to me... I will always remember The way you laugh Your

If I could Leave one mark In this world Touch the world In some way If my words Are meant to touch the hearts of others To touch the very souls My prayer Is as simple as this May my words inspire Those

I am sure most of you know by now that back in February our Tsufamily lost Bella Black, I wrote a couple of Memorial poems for her afterwards, this was one of those. You're name was whispered He spoke

Do you see something In the clouds In the sky It speaks of The Hands of The Creator The master artist. Do you believe in signs And wonders? Like a promise Written in the stars. The creator Yahweh Jesus

Oh that man That Lord Whose nail pierced hands Bled for me Salvation spelled Out in Crimson red On that Cross Between two thieves That cross of Calvary. Oh Jesus The Savior of my Soul That man, Our God

Guide Her Path Guide her path Lord. Show her that true riches Are found in compassion for others. Let her know Success But not be blinded by greed. Give her a love for others But also give her the wisdom

I come from a Strong Italian/German American Family, and I grew up knowing that you respected Nonna, you stood by family, and when things got bad, you got on your knees and prayed~ I can remember Her wrinkled