Poems

Written May 21, 2009

He is close

I feel Him near

I will always know He’s here

He has wiped my tears

And stroked my hair

He is there and there to care

He knows me and He knows you

What else more could He do?

This man is my savior

Like He was meant to be

I love Him and He loves me

Written  April 6, 2013

A girl is walking down the hall

With a smile on her face

While cruel girls start to laugh at her:

“You don’t belong in this place

Your nails are far too dirty

Your eyes are much too small

No one ever talks to you

And you’re very much too tall”

Smiling at them she then replied,

“No, I belong right where I stand

For you must be mistaken

I like me the way I am”.

The girls had not one word to say

Each heart beat like a drum

The girl had spoken from her heart

Knowing from where she’d come

She knew that the dirt in her nails

Came from helping in the yard

She knew her eyes were big enough

To read scriptures when life gets hard

That girl had well understood

The importance of her part

That no one’s opinion matters

Her Savior has loved her from the start

Written July 3, 2011

Help the boy fast

Before it’s too late

Someone’s got to love him

They have to stop the hate

No, he’s not perfect

His actions have been wrong

But who are we to judge

He’s been trying all along

I want to help the boy

But they keep getting in the way

“Don’t ever be his friend”

Are the words they always say

I will not lose faith

I will never give up

Christ loves this boy

And for him partook the cup

I will fight for this boy

He’s my brother and my friend

And with Heavenly Father’s help

I know he’ll make it in the end

Written April 6, 2013

I think of His death for me

And tears begin to flow

He suffered and atoned for me

To help me learn and grow

The pain He felt, the grief He bore

I can’t begin to understand

The worth and value I possess

With my story He has planned

He gives me purpose, strength, and faith

He’s the reason I go on

He takes my had and guides me through

He’s why I know that I belong

He’s my light, my way, my friend

He’s why I never stand alone

With His help, I’ll make it through

I know I’ll make it home

Written July 18, 2010

                                             

I want to help my Heavenly Father

With whatever I can do

Because I really love Him,

I’ll follow through and through

I don’t know what

He wants me to be,

But whoever that is

I’ll make her me

I know He loves me very much

Because I constantly feel His angelic touch

Although I’m just fourteen

And although I just might fall,

I will give Him everything:

My heart, my life, my all

Written July 4, 2011

I will always be thankful

For the help Thou hast given me

For sending Thine Beloved Son

I truly do love Thee

My burden has been lifted

My pain and sorrow are no more

Because my Savior suffered much

I’m no longer hurt and sore

So I thank Thou with all my heart

I’m forever in Thy hand

I’ll repeat my praise and love for Thee

For Thee I’ll always stand

Written January 26, 2011

My Heavenly Father loves me

I know that’s really rue

I can feel His love for me

In everything I do

He wants me to be happy

To love life and have fun

I can see that all around me

In the mountains, sky, and sun

I know my Brother loves me

He loves me very much

I know He gave His life for me

I can feel it in His touch

His touch is in the light

That is always all around

For Him I’ll fight the fight

Even though I might fall down

I will always give a smile

Even through all life’s alarms

I will go the extra mile

To one day be in His arms

Written July 19, 2010

My life I will freely give

To the one who has always helped me live

His gospel I will always share

To all His children, who I’ll love and care

About until the very end

My hand I will always lend

Because He loves them, I will too

Whatever I can is what I’ll do

Written May 3, 2012

There once was a man

Different than the rest

He was truly something special

Others’ lives were always blessed

He helped the blind to see

And caused the deaf to hear

He gave health to the sick

And wiped away each tear

He loved mankind, despite their imperfection

For them He prepared the way

He suffered their sins and died for them

One gloomy and awful day

Bullets of rain, screams of thunder

Wind whipping Him raw and sore

“Aba, Aba” He cried in pain

Blood oozed from every pore

Three days had passed and the sun did shine

The savior did then appear

The joy of the world had returned

It had never been so clear

He lives, He lives, He lives

Hold tight to the iron rod

He’ll walk with men forever

He is the son of God

Written January 23, 2011

When the world makes you feel little and small

You need to open your eyes to see it all

Satan makes you think you need the makeup, clothes, and hair

And then some cute boy will start to care

But the truth is the best boys care about you

Not the worldly things, but what you do

Your internal beauty exceeds by far

What really matters is who you are

When you’re beautiful on the inside

You’ll be beautiful on the out

Because what’s on the inside turns inside out

Don’t let Satan get to you

He knows you’re beautiful, so he’ll attack you too

You’re God’s daughter, just look in the mirror

You’ll see how beautiful you are, that’s Satan’s fear

Don’t let self-confidence be your trial

You’ll always be gorgeous as long as you smile