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I've been writing poetry from the age of 12. It has, and always will be my outlet, my voice. Join me on my journey . . . I can write about almost anything. :) ~ Life doesn't come with a shiny new book; no users manual of answers to find with one look. Life comes with doors that open and shut; and paths laid before us to be followed or passed up. There's things we can learn and things we may teach; hearts that may find us and souls we may reach. Guaranteed on this journey are teacups of tears; and pains that might hurt us may age us by years. But the beauty of life, love, laughter and giving; come from serving hugs on a platter each and every day we're living. ~

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

“Miracles Work in Mysterious Ways”

Smokey Mountains Children’s Home
is a blessing to us, you see;
for it helped our family grow
and make our way back to happy.

Years of stress and change
had left us feeling blue;
we needed a little help,
so we came with hope to you.

Learning how to communicate
and better ways to deal.
Learning forgiveness and respect,
finally starting to heal.

The loving staff guides our child
and offers their heart and their hand;
to teach him to work through his emotions
and help him to understand.

Learning some needed discipline
and responsibility too;
learning to take action
and how to follow through.

Things aren't always easy,
nothing worth having really is;
but with God’s love here beside us,
we will make it through all of this.

Inspired by a life prompt:
Smokey Mountain Children's Home helped our family and our son.
This is our Thank You to them for all they do to help families in crisis.

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