Day of Poetry

Was riding the train yesterday and decided to write some poetry. Here is what she wrote:

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My Alone Time

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Just for me 
Nobody gets to enter 
Nobody gets to take a seat 
I get to wander 
All through my day 
All through my thoughts 
All through whatever I want 
Whenever I want and with 
Whomever I want 
You don't get to tell me
To hurry up 
To stop 
To start 
To come or to go 
It is me and my thoughts 
Living comfortably together
We are one with the world 
We co-exist like white on rice 
Like black on pepper 
He gives me my alone time and 
That is absolutely fine with me.

By: Jacqueline Greene, Copyright, 2020

His Touch 
One day I was walking alone
Minding my own business and 
He touched me 
Although I told him to stop
He would not 
I could feel His touch whenever I was 
in trouble, in pain, or feeling alright 
Whether I called Him or not
He was always there in my sight
I could feel His touch 
Why don't you just go away and stop
Calling My name 
I was living and doing alright before You came 
And then you touched me
Let me go back to being slack
I want to remain the same
I am afraid that I cannot do that 
For there is no turning back 
After I have already touched you. 

By Jacqueline Greene, Copyright, 2020.

What will be your legacy? 
What will you leave behind? 
Will it be a truckload of money
A treasure chest of memories 
Will it be anger, disappointment
Frustration or love 
Will they say good things about you 
After you depart 
Or will they gather to throw word 
stones upon your resting site 
What will your legacy be?
I want mine to be that I did my best to  
please my Master 
The love from man will always wax cold 
But the love from my Master will forever hold 
Yes, let my love for You be my legacy 
I leave my love for you behind 
For all of mankind.

By Jacqueline Greene, Copyright, 2020.
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Published by Sister Jackie

I am a wife, mother, grandmother and caretaker, and I also work outside of the home. Life has its struggles but I am not complaining. It could always be worse. Many lessons learned on my journey and many more to come--I am sure. God has a sense of humor and I have certainly learned how to laugh at myself. You should too-it is quite therapeutic. After all, some things we cannot change so why not enjoy a good laugh at our own expense. See you soon.

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