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Barbara A Ross
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Grace -Part 2
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I Need You to Love Me
Don’t know why you allowed that to happen to me.
I would have been good and loved you.
Made Mothers Days Cards for you.
Brought you flowers.
Helped daddy work on cars.
I would have grown up and made you proud.
Never made the choice you made
My child would have been your
grandchild.
The one you’ll never have.
I’ll wait for you.
Some day I hope to meet you.
Give you those hugs and kisses that I missed.
I need you to, hold me and hug me
I need you to love me.
by Barbara Ross
Dragon’s Breath
As Dragon’s breath breathes down my neck,
I read of things to come.
Around me I hear cries of others,
not ready, not knowing, blind.
Unable to understand, blindly following.
As Satan takes a lead.
I continue to read as distractions try to pull me away.
God keeps me strong, God tells me what to say.
Knowledge is Satan’s enemy.
The dragon’s breath is growing hotter.
It is burning into my very soul.
The dragon takes me to a place. Screams fill the air.
There are demons everywhere. A great stench fills the air.
God is with me, I feel his presence.
My heart holds no fear. As a great fire engulfs me.
He puts it out with a tear.
God loves us all. Even though we may stray.
God will never leave us.
We need to stay strong until the very end.
Help others to understand.by keeping
God in your heart always.
The Sun will grow dark and the moon will shine no more.
Through the darkness there comes a light.
Jesus has returned.
With him comes forgiveness for many.
Jesus cries for the souls who never accepted him.
The knowledge they never obtained.
With a broken heart, he binds them with chains.
Into the pit he sends them as many ask for forgiveness.
His numbers are complete. He seals the pit
He walks away from the cries.
Maybe, one day, Jesus will listen again.
by Barbara Ross
Widow
Surrounded-
Yet still alone.
Life goes on
for others.
Not for me.
Busy -
yes.
Lots to do-
but to do-
Alone.
by Barbara Ross
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