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Soldiers And Their Families

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Kiss the ground they walk on. Thank them every day.

     Ask God to bless the air they breathe when you stop to pray.

 

How do we repay them, with sacrifice so great?

     No amount will satisfy. No fee will compensate.

 

We honor what they’ve given up every time we make

     A worthy choice, a loving choice, a choice for good’s true sake.

 

We honor what they’ve suffered each time we are aware -

     That choices come from freedom and are ones to make with care.

 

Kiss the ground they walk on. Thank them every day.

     Ask God to fill your heart with soothing words to say.

 

How do we repay them, with sacrifice so great?

     No amount will satisfy. No fee will compensate.

 

We honor what they’ve given up every time we make -

    A noble choice, a kindly choice, a choice for good’s true sake.

 

We honor what they’ve suffered each time we are aware -

     That choices come from freedom and are ones to make with care.

 

Kiss the ground they walk on. Thank them every day.

     Ask God to hold them close. Send love and peace their way.

 

 

- Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2005

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Integrity

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God respects the means. You will find this at the end.

     Your expectation will fall short if you must justify or defend.

 

He will ask about your journey and the choices that you made.

     He will question if His laws were all considered and obeyed.

 

How did you arrive? What brought you to this place?

     Tell me it was love, righteousness, and grace.

 

Was it tracks of truthfulness and wheels of integrity?

     Was it steps of moral character and wings of probity?

 

God respects the means. You will find this at the end.

     Your prize will disappoint if you must justify or defend.

 

He will ask about your journey and the choices that you made.

     He will question if His laws were all regarded and obeyed.

 

How did you arrive? What brought you to this place?

     Tell me it was love, righteousness, and grace.

 

Was it tracks of reverence and wheels of sincerity?

     Was it steps of conscientiousness and wings of decency?

 

 

-Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2016

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Integrity

​A Rich Man

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A rich man counts his blessings and has the heart to see

     His wealth measured in love from friends and family.

 

He’ll spend that love in heaven where love is valued so.

     He’ll purchase all he wants and needs to help his spirit grow.

 

So much wasted time and thought on matters that amount to naught-

     The only thing of worth: love gained here on earth.

 

A rich man counts his blessings and has the mind to know

     All that really matters is the love you give and show.

 

He’ll spend that love in heaven where love is valued so.

     He’ll travel places made by God where milk and honey flow.

 

So much wasted time and thought on matters that amount to naught-

     The only thing of worth: love gained here on earth.

 

A rich man counts his blessings and has eyes to behold

     The only asset blessed by God and worth its weight in gold.

 

He’ll spend that love in heaven where love is valued so.

     He’ll rise to heights of power and help the souls below.

 

So much wasted time and thought on matters that amount to naught-

     The only thing of worth: love gained here on earth.

 

 

-Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2008

www.poemeopathy.com

Shine

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In heaven, God’s love is the sun. In heaven, God’s love is the light.

     His children are rays of His love, with potential to shine as bright.

 

The closer you stay to His light, the stronger your ray will be.

     Attracting your heart’s desires in much the same way as He.

 

Wake up to the love that you are. You are part of the whole and the one.

     Being the love that you are brings forth blessings that grace and stun.

 

In heaven, God’s love is the sun. In heaven, God’s love is the light.

     His children are rays of His love, with potential to shine as bright.

 

The closer you stay to His light, the stronger your ray will be.

     Attracting what brings you happiness in much the same way as He.

 

Wake up to the love that you are. Attract your heart’s content.

     You are worthy and you belong. You are love and heaven sent.

 

 

- Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2018

www.poemeopathy.com

 

Inspiration:

Green, Glenda. Love Without End: Jesus Speaks. Spirits, 2009.

Strong And Bright (Love)

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Your gift expresses your love. The love that’s uniquely you.

     All your colors are beautiful, the happy and the blue.

 

There is beauty in your gift that you share so graciously.

     It comforts and uplifts. It brings joy and harmony.

 

Thank you for sharing your gift with me, a blessing bestowed, plain to see.

     Thank you for sharing your inner light, a blessing bestowed, strong and bright.

 

Your gift expresses your love. The love that’s uniquely you.

     All your colors are beautiful, the happy and the blue.

 

There is oneness in your gift that you share so graciously.

     It comforts and uplifts. It brings hope and unity.

 

Thank you for sharing your gift with me, a blessing bestowed, plain to see.

     Thank you for sharing your inner light, a blessing bestowed, strong and bright.

 

 

-Lisa Murphy Taylor, © 2019

www.poemeopathy.com

Abundant World

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There’s abundance in this season, so many wishes to be made.

                Make a wish on a chirping bird as its presence is conveyed.

 

Take the time to make your wishes before they choose to fly away.

                Wishes here.  Wishes there.  An abundant world this spring day.

 

There’s abundance in this season, so many wishes to be made.

                Make a wish on a summer flower as its beauty is displayed.

 

Take the time to make your wishes.  Thank the petals for their grace.

                Wishes here.  Wishes there.  An abundant world to embrace.

 

There’s abundance in this season, so many wishes to be made.

                Make a wish on a falling leaf as the trees release their shade.

 

Take the time to make your wishes before they land upon the ground.

                Wishes here.  Wishes there.  An abundant world all around.

 

There’s abundance in this season, so many wishes to be made.

                Make a wish on the winter skies as the light begins to fade.

 

Take the time to make your wishes.  You don’t need a shooting star.

                Wishes here.  Wishes there.  An abundant world where you are.

 

                                                Lisa Murphy Taylor, © 2024

                                                www.poemeopathy.com

My Wings

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I want you to know I am grateful now that I am grown,

     For encouraging me to fly with wings I made on my own.

 

You knew in time they’d be beautiful. You knew in time they’d be strong,

     With freedom to learn through my choices, whether right or whether wrong.

 

You nurtured my confidence, my self-worth, and my self-esteem.

     You refrained from any judgement, allowing my soul to dream.

 

You fed my body. You fed my soul, held my hand, but not too tight.

     You let me explore and wander while keeping me in your sight.

 

I want you to know I love you now that I am grown,

     For encouraging me to fly with wings I made on my own.

 

You knew in time they’d be beautiful. You knew in time they’d be strong,

     My wings now ready to mother and nurture MY children along.

 

 

- Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2018

www.poemeopathy.com

Spring Flowers

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Pleasant scents pervade the air. Pretty petals emerge and unveil.

     Bright beautiful flowers unfold. New life to praise and behold.

 

Hyacinths, Tulips and Daffodils sunning in a sky of blue;

     Spring flowers encouraged and cheered. Glorious! Just Wow! Look at you!

 

When nourished at the roots, then the roots become deep and strong.

     A flower will blossom awesome, feeling rooted in “I Belong.”

 

Pleasant scents pervade the air. Pretty petals emerge and unveil.

     Bright beautiful flowers unfold. New life to praise and behold.

 

Azaleas, Primrose and Lilacs enjoying the midday breeze;

     Spring flowers so valued and loved, supported to bloom as they please.

 

When watered at the roots, then the roots become deep and strong.

     A flower will blossom awesome and then pass that love along.

 

-Lisa Murphy Taylor, © 2023

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