Daily Archives: August 20, 2011
The Reaper
The Reaper is what I’m called
At the thought are you appalled?
The sight of me you fear
For my intentions are clear
The gates of Hell I keep
I’m the nightmare of your sleep
I’m waiting for your death
When you take the last breath
I’ll steal your soul from you
If you will allow me to
My grip on you is large
With me did the devil charge
To come and take you away
If from the Lord you stray
Before you can ever return
That with him you’ll burn
Don’t take a chance with me
Or you are mine for eternity!
Teresa Marie 8/20/11
Mother Nature
Mother Nature is my name
my beauty is for you
whence from God you came
I am His creation too
You’re to care for me
as my riches you enjoy
my fertile ground you see
does many of you employ
But I have been neglected
seems to have been in vain
it’s not what I expected
if my life you would sustain
The treasures in me God planted
like mines of silver and gold
by you are taken for granted
and it really is getting old
Then I kick up a storm
trying to tell you so
and making it overly warm
when you should have snow
Or flooding rivers and streams
’til the water destroys it all
with rain in your wildest dreams
like you never thought could fall
When the earth does quake
or a volcano will blow
listen up for pity’s sake
I’m trying to let you know
That no longer can I be
the first thing you ignore
or else your grandchildren will see
the richness of me no more!
Teresa Marie 8/20/11
With My Deepest Gratitude and Thanks
I just wanted to take a moment to offer my gratitude and thanks to all of you who have recently subscribed or begun visiting my blog of late. I am both humbled and honored. Thank you so very much!
And to my long time friends as well! Some of you have been with me from the start, thanks for hanging around.
Your comments all have richly blessed me. I am thankful for each and every one of them. I try my best to respond to you as promptly as possible. If I have neglected anyone, please accept my apology for the oversight for it was not intentional by any means.
God has blessed me endlessly and this is my effort to share those blessings with you. Your patronage and sharing with me is my reward.
Thanks again!!
Most sincerely,
Teresa Marie / Terri
P.S. I promise that I will get around to visiting you all back as soon as possible. 
In My Dreams
It is in my dreams
that my soul does fly
with angel’s wings it seems
into the heavenly sky
Where I may commune
with the One I adore
out beyond the moon
where my spirit may soar
To be filled with joy
and such unspeakable love
that no one can destroy
for it’s given from above
I take it home with me
so that when I wake
in my soul to always be
what the world can never take!
Teresa Marie 8/20/11
Sing A Love Song
My dearest, darling love
Sing a song to me
That speaks sweetly of
Our love for eternity
When everything you do
Says to me it’s so
I love to hear you
Tell me what I know
The love that you give
Every day to me
Is for what I live
With gratitude to see
Written across you face
Spoken with your eyes
Erases all past disgrace
For within you lies
Such great love for me
God’s gift so undeserved
My need did He foresee
And had ’til now reserved!
Teresa Marie 8/20/11
Whom Heaven Lost
I am what you see
an angel whom heaven lost
for all of my eternity
its glory is the cost
‘Cause I was blinded by
the brightness of his light
when Lucifer his battle cry
I raised my sword to fight
When the angels with Gabriel
and Michael took their stand
by their righteousness we fell
and were cast from the land
When it was just for show
what a dumb fool I was
I really didn’t want to go
and for jealousy all because
“The Angel of Light should be
just as worshipped and adored
as the God of eternity
is praised as Almighty Lord”
So damned to hell am I
but as I pass inbetween
it’s unto the Father I cry
“May these prayers my spirit redeem!”
Teresa Marie 8/20/11
A Comment That I Want to Share With You All
This is a comment that I received on my poem “Think He Can See Me?” and I really wanted to be sure that everyone got a chance to read it. Therefore, I am reposting here. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did:
There is hope…may I share this that has helped me over the years of healing:
I’ve carried this article around with me for years, and it never fails to pick me up after a fall or slump. The words Veronica wrote here touch abused women to the very core…and enable healing to begin. Read it, feel it, make it part of your wardrobe…and please pass it on to other women who need the hope of a better life. Thank you!
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After a while…you learn
the subtle difference between
holding a hand
and chaining a soul
and you learn…
that love doesn’t mean leaning
and company doesn’t always mean security.
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And you begin to learn
that kisses aren’t contracts
and presents aren’t promises
and you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up high and your eyes ahead
with the grace of a woman
not the grief of a child
and you learn…
to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
~
After a while you learn…
that even sunshine burns
if you get too much
so you plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting
for someone to bring you flowers.
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And you learn…
that you really can endure
that you really are strong
and you really do have worth
and you learn…
and you learn…
with every goodbye, you learn.
~by Veronica A. Shoffstall
I have to add to this another comment that I received to this posting that may be useful to the abused:
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