LOVE

When times get hard the word Love brings about peace,
when times get rough showing Love brings gratitude,
but when someone one else is in a storm of their own giving Love is a gift all its own. Lets try doing that all day and see how many gifts we receive from that alone.

L- is for the way you look at me
O-is your the only one I see
V-is very very extraordinary
E-is even more than any one could adore
and LOVE is all that I can give to You Love is just a silly game for two, two in Love can make it, take my heart and please don't break it LOVE was made for me and YOU. His Name is Jesus.

ABOUT ME

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Lancaster, Texas, United States
I am a single mother of four beautiful children. I have had my share of weight of the world and decided to make a page just for people who want to be able to talk about everyday situations and get things off of their chest. Many times the thing that we lack the most in life is someone to talk to and show us unconditional compassion. I am a Christian woman, so many topics that are related to helpful hints to overcome are good. I completed my BA Psychology degree in 2010 at Argosy University. I am currently enrolled in Liberty University in the Master of Arts Marriage and Family Therapist. My goal is to become a Psychologist on the Doctoral level which I hope to start by next fall. I have decided to make this site because it is nice to have someone to talk to every once in a while. So weather you need a poem to write or a shoulder to cry on I am here. I am not trying to do some experiment this is me, I really do care.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Connected by Michelle Williams Poem reading for my sister at funeral

Connected
by Michelle Williams 4/27/2011

hip to hip
socket to socket
like a golden heart shaped locket

heart to heart
soul to soul
your light will continue to shine like pure gold

sister to sister
friend to friend'
oh yeah God declared we'll meet in the end

time to time
place to place
never in this life will your smile be erased

my child my love
God is above
He came resting on your shoulders like a dove

walk to walk
talk to talk
the message you sent with every sound
now makes my heart truly pound
the message your sending is of righteous living
for its for us your soul Gods giving

Wisdom to honor
Delight in His sight
Your presentation to your King
is what truly makes our heart sing

Dressed in White
Brides Dowry
The wise virgin with her lamp full of oil and burning
to meet in heaven keeps our hearts yearning

breath to breath
death do we part
but life will bring us together
like it did from the start

So sisters to sister
Mother to Daughter
Today our dad gives you back to Your Father
but in the end a sound will ring
it will be us all in the city presented to the King


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Michelle Denise Williams BA Psychology
michellewgfw@gmail.com
michellewgfw@aol.com
214-434-7760

T. S. Eliot
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion;
it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from
personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and
emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.

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