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Stick to GodSticks and stones may break my bones,
But words will never hurt me.
What a lie.
Words are the greatest weapon,
Shattering the heart.
Becuase she smiles and laughs,
She is happy.
Maybe you're wrong.
The smiles may be a mask,
Hiding her deepest pain.
He has everything you could want,
His life is perfect.
There is more.
If he does not have God,
He doesn't not have what is most important.
Though the words shatter hearts,
God fixes them.
Though she is in pain,
God heals her.
Though he has much,
God will give him what is most important.
God is our all in all.
He protects us.
All of us
Whether you believe or not.
A Passing FlowerWhat did I know of true love,
unapprenticed to blush nosegays,
luscious lips, her cinnamon curls?
Too inept to craft soft letters,
crushed beneath her lover's balm.
She'd pick me off rueful, teary,
from the park, weary of the world.
I'd lie there for moments, minutes,
lifetimes; quietly dying,
cradled in the palm of a dream.
What did I know of true love?
Passing prosaic puckered petal,
soothing her mildew passions,
loving to be left out of doors;
playing second fiddle all my life.
five.Five is the number of times you worry he’s stopped breathing, as the surgeons carve around his heart, twisting away the plaque ridden arteries, and pulling a vein out of his leg. Five is the number of heart wrenching hours you and your family were waiting in the hospital room, worried that your lives would crumble, that there would be five members of the family instead of six, that five days out of the week he would not come home for dinner, that five kisses from him would no longer be given to his wife and four children. Five was the amount of fingernails you bit off while watching people enter and exit the waiting room, and the amount of minutes your mother spent on the phone, explaining that something was wrong. Five is the critical difference between holding a father’s hand as your mother cries into his heart shaped pillow. The difference between rejoicing and smiling weakly because he’s okay or carrying your father’s American-flag-covered-casket and watchin
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