Heaven on Earth
Daughter, Sister, Mother, Wife,
Keeper of Earth, Giver of Life.
Tranquil is thy Soul in flight
As it travels to new heights.
Beautiful is thy holy Life
In God's hallowed blessed sight.
In gentleness of Womanhood
Reflecting heavens might.
Solace in thy loving arms
To soothe thy earthly plight.
Husband, Father, Brother, Son
Strong and loving Gentle One.
Protector of thy living Soul
Keeper of the Sacred Scroll.
Principle in Truth is found
Upon this blessed Holy Ground.
Many wars on earth are fought
Humanity has thus been slain.
For the sake of all religion
In the name of God in vain.
Peace and Love for all the world
Never shall our paths defraud.
From the Churches to the Temples
Of our Father Mother God
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Am I my fathers keeper?
He found redemption
danced with the devil
got lost in frustration
from the pain in his heart and
the fear that griped his soul
Am I my father’s keeper
A puff away from reality
Dreams up in smoke
Trading life for a toke
of sin
His new found friend
Am I my father’s keeper
I’m down on my knees
Praying for you
Your soul is on fire
And you don’t know what to do
Am I my father’s keeper
I ask him to take a step toward me
when the road is getting rough
I promise my love will be enough
Am I my father’s keeper
I tell him “you are blessed in courage”
Take this step for me
fight your way back towards reality
Am I my father’s keeper
Am I able to love him enough?
poem by Lisa Visor
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Honor Our Father! ! !
I remember when I was young,
My New Life with Christ, Just begun,
I became Born-again!
I'll Never forget that day,
When Jesus came in my heart, To Stay!
He's been guiding me all this way,
One day I asked Him'Father, What should I do?
My earthly Dad, wants to be called father too
I know Your Word says, Call No man Father
On Earth, But Only Our Father in Heaven,
You're The Father -of us all, This is True! ! !
Father replied'My Child, You don't understand
'I AM' 'Your Holy Father'
Your earthly father is a Human, man
But You are to Honor Your Father and Mother,
Because that's one of My Commands,
By Honoring them, You also Honor Me!
I appointed Your Parents, to guide You to see,
Jesus! Through Him, You've come to me,
'I AM' The Holy Father, I give Eternal Life!
poem by Patricia Martin
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Family consists of
Family consists of
Father mother son wife
Sister brother.
Knowledge is father
Truth is mother
Tolerance is son
Brother is religion
Peace is wife
Sister is mercy.
This is my family
Please come and see.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Rednecks unite!
My father is my brother
My sister, with three ears,
Is his significant other.
My sister is my mother
And somehow, also my brother
My father's father am I
The vile thought makes me shudder.
Grandma was a mule,
Grandfather's sperm, she used as fuel
A french aristrocrat,
Made love to my mother, for he prefered his women fat
A letter written for my eyes
Containing news of demine
Said my true mother was some other
And my father, not her brother.
Jubilant and joyous,
My wife is what used to by my sister.. Or brother?
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Orphan Girl
(gillian welch)
I am a orphan
On gods highway
But Ill share my troubles
If you go my way
I have no mother
No father no sister
No brother
I am an orphan girl
I have had friendships
Pure and golden
But the ties of kinship
I have not known them
I know no mother
No father no sister
No brother
I am an orphan girl
But when he calls me
I will be able
To meet my family
At gods table
Ill meet my mother
My father my sister
My brother
No more an orphan girl
Blessed savior
Make me willing
And walk beside me
Until Im with them
Be my mother
My father my sister
My brother
I am an orphan girl
Be my mother
My father my sister
My brother
I am an orphan girl
I am an orphan girl
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Thank You Father
Thank You Father,
For giving me this life that I live.
Thank You Father,
For giving me the chances to forgive.
I believe in You...
I pray each day to prove that I do!
Thank You Father,
The Keeper and Ruler of Love.
Thank You Father,
You're ALL things on Earth...and Above.
You opened up my eyes,
Your power can not be denied.
I dream of a life that is full
And giving!
To dream of a world
Where all people live in peace.
In true harmony released!
Thank You Father,
My soul will flow eternally.
Thank You Father,
The breath that I breathe
Just could not be.
In everything I do...
I ask of you
To help me see things through.
I know You are there with me every hour.
And each day...
It is clear that You're everywhere!
With You...
Why should I despair?
Thank You Father,
For giving me this life that I live.
Thank You Father,
For giving me the chances to forgive.
In everything I do...
My purpose here,
Is pleasing only You!
Thank You Father.
Thank You Father!
Thank You...
Father!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Real Goddess
Today my mother
Came to my house
With lots of blessing
And full of good wishing
To live long
Happy and healthy
Progressive and wealthy
My mother
My sweet mother
My beautiful mother
My loving mother
My real goddess
My ever goodness
My first lady I loved
My life my mother
My soul my mother
My God-gift my mother
My pride my mother
My aim my mother
My teacher my mother
My friend my mother
My preacher my mother
My daughter's face look-like my mother
My daughter my little mother
O the Absolute Almighty
Give me my mother
Again and again
And again and again
My mother
Only my mother.
poem by Dr. P. K. Verma
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So Called Story
Harsh words,
spillling over,
warning the loving daughter.
Hurtful words,
telling the daughter
a one-sided story,
of a tale of deception.
Mother did wrong,
by blaming the father.
By pinning it all on
the new victim of his love.
Choosing to leave the daughter,
Choosing to leave the mother,
Choosing to leave the dear family behind him.
Moving on with a new life
to start again.
Forgetting all that was
Such a sad story to tell the daughter
who never wanted to know.
The secrets behind the new loving family.
Never knowing the truth.
This so called story
is all she now knows.
of the ending of times
between mother and father.
poem by Nicole Gehrman
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Dear And Sweet
Dear sweet and loving wife
You give me love and also life
You give me happiness and never strife
Without you my love how could I survive.
You have turned our house into a home
The love we have it is always shown
Together forever in life we’ve been sewn
Never will we ever be sad or alone.
When I am off to work I think about you
As I know there will always be us two
To live without your love I have not a clue
When we sleep at night my soul you soothe.
Dear sweet and loving mother
As I know like you there is no other
You keep me warmth you are my cover
You gave me life and also life to discover.
You kiss me goodnight when I go to sleep
When I am sad you help me not to weep
No steps you said for me are ever to steep
You taught me truth and not deceit.
You taught me honesty and never to lie
Honor and pride you said will be at my side
Because of you I wear a smile at night
As you gave me love and you gave me might.
Dear sweet and loving mistress
Does your husband know you are my misses
For myself you will cheat as you undress
Your children do not know that you never confess.
You come visit me when your family is asleep
You sneak out your house so not to make a peep
As my life and myself is all that you seek
I wonder does anyone know the secrets we do keep.
When your husband is at work you are thinking about me
When your children are at school you are free
Whatever I say or do you will always believe
Hopefully the truth you will never find or see.
Dear mean and hateful woman
You have done again things that you shouldn’t
Though we are all weak and only human
You have done things that any other couldn’t.
You suppose to give your family your very best
So your soul and life would of been blessed
But then you gave your feelings to all the rest
In love and life you should never start another quest.
But in the end of course you will be caught
You lied to everyone and against what you taught
Righteousness and love and truth you never sought
Your body has been sold and your soul has been bought.
Randy L.McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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My Brother Sarah - Sway B-side
My brother sarah
Doesn't know what clothes to wear
It's a dilemma
To get the stuff to match your hair
But mother and father
Sister and brother
Say they just don't know
My brother sarah
Really wish you understood
Why he's got to show it
For it to be any damn good
But mother and father
Sister and brother
Say they just don't know
My brother lies awake at night
Wishing this world could just be right
But mother and father
Sister and brother
You and all the others
Say you just don't know
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene
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I'm My Own Grandpa
It was many many years ago when I was twenty-three,
I was married to a widow, she's as pretty as can be.
This widow had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red,
my father fell in lover with her, and soon these two were wed.
I'm my own grandpa, I'm my own grandpa.
It sounds silly, I know, but it really is so, oh
I'm my own grandpa.
This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life:
My daughter was my mother 'cause she was my father's wife.
And then to complicate the matter, though it brought me joy,
I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy.
This bouncing baby then became a brother-in-law to dad,
and so became my uncle, though it made me very sad,
for if he was my uncle then he also was the brother
of the widow's grown-up daughter, who, of course, was my step-mother.
I'm my own grandpa, I'm my own grandpa.
It sounds silly, I know, but it really is so, oh
I'm my own grandpa.
Father's wife then had a son who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandchild, for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother, and it makes me blue,
because although she is my wife, she's my grandmother, too.
Now if my wife is my grandmother, then I am her grandchild.
And every time I think of it, it nearly drives me wild.
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw.
Husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa.
I'm my own grandpa, I'm my own grandpa.
It sounds silly, I know, but it really is so, oh
I'm my own grandpa.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Love Will Live
Love will be living forever
Love makes you feel that He's strong
There is nothing on earth as mighty as love
Love will be living on
Climb up a mountain together
Sooner or later you'll win
'Cause the bad always creeps
While the love goes upright
Love's never giving in
Love will live
On and on
It may shine over you and all those to come
Love will be living on
Loving is more than a feeling
Love makes you sure He's around
It's the father of truth and the father of hope
Love is the way to be found
I lay my soul into Your hands
I know you treat it right
My love, my truth, my constant hope
May shine within your light
song performed by by Zeno
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Psalm Of Salvation
Consider the sacred destiny of Mankind
And the splendours of eternity...
Reflect upon the supreme majesty of Christ
And His purposes for humanity.
Take hold of His holy prophecies
And take comfort in all of His promises.
Learn well the mysteries of times gone by
And rejoice in their wholesome revelations.
For Man is not hidden from God's sight
And all the prayers of the saints are heard.
The children of the Lord are adopted into love,
For the Father's family must be as one.
Consider how the rose blossoms in the sunshine.
Its perfume permeates the surrounding air.
The breeze spreads across the entire earth.
So it is that love blossoms and increases.
In time, the whole earth is blessed by love.
The Holy Spirit is known across the world.
His guiding light is triumphant truth.
The Saviour of the world taught us to pray.
The Lamb of God taught us to love as He loved.
Oh, that we might learn more of love.
What use would Heaven be without love?
Would the angels deny us this blessing?
Would they oppose us receiving salvation?
We know that they seek our restoration.
If only we could hear their songs of praise.
If only we could hear their harmonies.
Though we may desire the wings of angels,
God desires that we walk with humility.
So it is, that we live day by day in His care.
His truths transcend time and space.
His promises outlive us all.
We were born to know the Heavenly Father.
We were born again to know the Saviour.
We live forever to be blessed forever.
For what is love without life and life eternal?
Therefore cherish your portion of love.
Savour it as though it were a noble feast.
Share your portion of love, dear saints...
For love is all that we are...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Prophets Without Honor
You may be a prophet without honor, in the home of an earthly father,
Mocked by a sister or a brother, also, misunderstood by your mother.
From the family you grew up in, you are now divided by Truth and sin,
For God’s Truth, in which you now abide, puts you on a different side.
Now, you have a Heavenly Father, who, with your life, you now honor,
And brothers and sisters in Christ, who support you, in your New Life.
Regarding old sin, we walk away, regardless what our family may say,
Striving together to do what’s right, hand in hand in our Savior’s Light.
With no honor from our own family, still living, just like we used to be,
Without the indwelling Holy Spirit, they’ll scoff at Truth as they hear it.
And only the Spirit can open the eyes, of those who claim to be wise,
So instead of twisting Truth they hear, they’d be filled with a holy fear.
Friend, a prophet is one whom God, uses while upon this earthly sod,
To share God’s Truth with all men, in a world, that stands condemned.
But, a prophet’s family may not heed, the saving Truth that they need,
As your witness for Christ our Lord, by your family, just goes ignored.
Friend that is why we need to pray, thus backing all the words we say,
So that all of the seeds we sow, will take root in their hearts and grow.
This, so that your natural family, will acknowledge the God of Eternity,
And then join us as a prophet of, Christ our Savior, who reigns above.
(Copyright ©09/2008)
I am my Brother’s Keeper
Son of my mother
time of fear a friend
time of adversity a brother
time of laughter, a comrade
time of tears a comforter
you are a brother of mine
from Alpha to Omega.
Son of my Father
Strong arm, gentle word
Loves momentary glance
Reveals our brotherhood
I am my brother’s keeper
And he is mine
One root, One Father
poem by Adrian Wait
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Trinity Love
God is unseen partner,
in every relationship;
between husband and wife,
even as God's Holy
Spirit is life-giving Love,
between God the Father
and God the Son, making
three Persons One.
Husband and wife, two become
one; with God both saving
one's uniqueness and sharing
one another's togetherness
in love.
God's holiness call embraces
individual fulfillment,
marital lifestyle sharing
and God's love, through
serving others.
Living these three expressions,
God's call echoes on earth
life's eternal song; Father,
Son, Spirit, One willing Love
being done.
poem by Rev. Lawrence London
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Mother’s Day
Mother, I owe you my life and love;
The good things that you did,
Can I forget?
Mother, you gave me my birth on earth;
You nursed me and reared me,
Kissed me and blessed.
Mother, you were my dear teacher first;
Who showed me the wide world,
Helped stand erect.
Mother, you were my role-model/ guide;
Who moulded my character,
Revealed God’s love.
Mother, you toiled for my life’s comfort;
Can I ever repay
Your kindness, care, love?
‘Happy Mother’s Day,2011! ’
From loving daughters, Cathy and Diana
poem by John Celes
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2nd Mother
Father and
Mother love too
Making Your's body...
God give to is love
For Your's sole...
Father and brother's
Sister's with friend's
Give to is love's
For Your's out side of
World thing's...!
Body of love given
Mother for Your's
Child wood
For feeding...!
After given
The body of love
your's wife safley...
So, wife is a
2nd mother...!
Yes its true;
For the Family
Man's life...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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For My Brother Robert
MY BROTHER ROBERT
February 25,2009
God blessed your life, we know He did.
Your hopes and dreams were all fulfilled.
You did your best and gave your all,
And with honest work, you stood tall.
You loved with all your heart and life,
Your children and your faithful wife.
The best, a husband you had been,
And an even best father, we all have seen.
Now that you're fighting your last battle,
I pray God hold you in this hurdle.
Each day your strength has ebbed away,
But may He comfort you today.
May God in His great loving kindness,
Ease your pain, with mercy bless-
Your life and soul held here and after,
Embraced eternal by God our Father.
I love my dear brother.
(Robert Buhain Sr. November 18,1951 - March 14,2009)
Succumbed to cancer of the kidney
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 25,2009
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Real Life Tale Of An Ungrateful Daughter
an ungrateful poor daughter blames her father
her mother sad died thirty-two long years ago
her mother did not choose to suffer illness die
was not mother’s fault choice to daughter leave
daughter in bitterness hate life torments father
her father worked two three jobs her education to pay
her poor father said study succeed attend university
she wanted to spend money work in Texas chicken
she married a shiftless dreamer saying play party angles
her father helped raise their two children in his home
she appreciates nothing saved not never to buy her home
she appreciates not years her family lived with her father
she appreciates not her eldest daughter her father raised
this daughter her husband accept no responsibility blame
daughter says if mother were alive life would be different
poem by Terence George Craddock
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