change

the weather
the day
the feelings
but never Jesus

ssomeday

a new tommorrow
someday
things will change
someday
everyone will know Jesus
someday
help us Lord to make today
someday

third world countrys

Had a guy say the people are always wanting a hand out in them poor countries, why don't they do something for themselves. I tried to answer and tell him, they cannot get education, they cannot change their goverment and things don't change for the 80 percent that are so poor.
He could not comprehend, that is because we live in a country so far removed from the world.

may 31 1911

The Lord has given us favor in selling our things to go to Guatumula, it is going to be great, and
a difference to be made for us and hopefully them.

DIFFERENCE

Went to Haiti and loved on children and fed and done Bible school, yet we also did Easter Egg hunt, do they even know of this. It is not a Christian expression of the Risen Christ. Do we do this to export our really pagan rituals, if the Easter Bunny, Santa, and Halloween is all in fun, I really am not trying to push the limit, I wonder if there is a limit. We as Christian need to export
the true meaning behind the holidays. Not the worldly excepted ones.

only

I want to be your ,
one and only.
think of me,
when you are lonely.

when depressed,
in darkest gloom,
I will join you,
in your room.

while you have breath,
I will be here.
when you are no more,
I shall also go thru,
that door.

leaves

leaves grow brown,
fall to the ground.
grass doeth wither,
and fade..
color is gone,
no light to see.
it is dismal here,
the sky overcast.
old feeble,
how long will I last,
hair gone to gray,
just like these last days
time takes its toll
hour glass a third full
when the sand is gone
so is this fool.

Iraq

a place far away,
people die most everyday.
streets are unsafe,
bombs all around,
if you don't watch out,
you will be scattered around.

soliders patroling, driving Humvee,
all around is enemy,
keep alert for activity,
you don't want to die today
ears open, eyes alert
with the girls
you never flirt.
even in this place of death,
god is there,
with his own,
comforting them, or taking them home.

lost love

sitting here without you,
People wonder why I am so blue.
My smile is gone,
I have no one,
the one I love so true,
Left me, away she flew.
I don't know when I will grin,
I really miss he, now and again.
Hope her life is full of fun,
hope she is the popular one.
people sy away,
because I am not happy and gay,
I am lonely, but I wish others happiness.

queen

Heart of country,
Hips that are lean,
fists can be mean,
lovin me like crazy,
my trailer park queen.

war

A burned out village,
Smoke wisping into the blue.
Area with bodies strewn about,

enemy has been here,\there is no doubt.
what shall we do

Keep walking, keep eyes open,
Pack and rifle, sweat and blood
Why we in this fight
is our cause right.
a question in my mind.

A small girl
a shy smile,
I know we are here,
to give her life a chance,
so we will fight on awhile.

will she be married someday,
hope her children a better life

alley

I been living uptown,
an alley on king street,
Got a nice fridge box,
Keeps me warm at night.

Nothing in my bag,
but a dry pair of sox.
Got an old guitar,
to sing the blues.

People walking by,
what do you see,
A homeless guy,
You could be like me.

I was once like you,
Then my world turned upsidedown,
Now I live in a box,
In an alley uptown.

Don't think you are better,
My God loves me the same.
I have heart and soul,
Even if I live in this place.

valentines

Today I see the hearts,
the flowers do tell,
Of a lover,
at least for a spell.

I had a love one time,
she loved me througholy,
then cancer took her away
my heart fell to my knees

I will never risk
love again
there is to much pain
I will stick to gin

A hangove is easy
compared to heartache
a difference between
a day or two, and weeks

railroad hobo

I jumped these cars,
been all around.
thought to change,
yet still the same.

went to Tulsa,
done the Salsa,
in Idaho,
done the mashed potato.

danced across this land
to any kind of band
still not happy
must be somewhere for me

country heart

to write a country song, your dog died, your honey left, your moms in prison, or there is a train running somewhere and you want to be on it.
I seen her on the street,
shocked clear to my feet.
NEVER knew a beauty so rare,
She had green hair.

She blew me off that night,
Said I wasn't the one.
still pining after all these years.
I loved her, but she was done.

I never met another,
My heart was held by her,
My love goes on,
but she is gone.

I need anoth brew,
Love for me is thru.
Think I will get a dog,
they don't break the heart.