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We sorted through the poems and listed what we felt were the better ones here.

Our Days are all Numbered
I wrote this poem long ago on New Years Eve. Life is too short to be unhappy,
by
Pearl Sturgis

Gratitude
Thoughts from my front porch while I had my morning coffee...
by
Janet Martin

I Miss You Dad
I wrote this among with several on Fathers Day 1981, the year my Dad died.
by
Pearl Sturgis

Prayer Of Loveplaced in poetry contest
...and touch my eyes, ears, nose, lips, feet, hands, heart.
by
louis gander

Be a Good Neighbor
Some time in the 90's I was rude to one of my neighbors. Guilt inspired me to write this. I guess I wrote it mainly for me.
by
Pearl Sturgis

Mother Natureplaced in poetry contest
I think "Mother Nature" could more appropriately be called "Father Nature", so I wrote this poem.
by
Ron Tranmer

I Decided
Every day is a day of decisions, but your life will never be the same if you ask the Lord to help you, then pray in His name. I ran countless races hoping to challenge the best, but one day I decided to ask Christ into my heart. Won the race, at last.
by
Kathleen Higham

No More
Did you ever awaken to a cold rainy day and ponder -- How much more? How much more? Life can be painfully difficult at times. Aging seems to immortalize pain and doubt. How much more can be a weighty question, but God says, "No More."
by
Kathleen Higham

When Autumn Leaves Begin to Fallplaced in poetry contest
This is my favorite time of year. There is vibrancy in the air, yet the formal attire of the tree is changing. Colors bursting before my eyes vivid and bright, but soon all the leaves will fall and I shall think of Him most of all.
by
Kathleen Higham

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