Category Archives: Poetry
God Gave Me a Friend in You!
Written July 2020Copyright © 2021 by Terri Art
Where God Draws the Line
My Jesus, He loves me. He calls me by name My life, since believing, has not been the same. Through valleys and mountains, He walks by my side I’ve known peace and contentment with Him as my Guide. I’ve learned … Continue reading
The End of Myself
There is a road – a mountainous road with beauty beyond measure I climb and forge ahead to find, the road that I must travel. Each rolling hill, each grassy slope, add daily to my pleasure A sudden rise then … Continue reading
Prayer Shawl
This shawl was made for you with love And filled with prayers to God above That He would keep you and protect you Never leave you, nor neglect you. Since all His promises are true His gentle love will not … Continue reading
A Driver’s Perspective
‘Twas still weeks before Christmas and all through the bus The students were stirring, creating a fuss. The bus had been prepped, and pre-tripped with care Heaters unplugged, tires checked for air. All Drivers, now ready in a pre-heated bus. … Continue reading
The Quilt
So it’s finally here – the promised quilt The one that had me riddled with guilt Such a fine plan for your graduation Then 13 years of procrastination It was moved from one place to another By your ‘not getting … Continue reading
5 Days of 50!!!
5 days of 50 That was your special plan With time to play, relax, and fish A break for this hard-working man! And then as life took over And your plans they had to change For work increased & time … Continue reading
Graveyard Inspiration
How quickly life is over How suddenly it’s done Can we be truly ready, When the Father calls us home? Our daily lives get busy As we run to get ahead Even as our Father calls us To spend time … Continue reading
Only a Branch
There’s a vine that stands strong For the roots they grow deep This didn’t just happen by chance As I gaze with such awe At His splendor and grace It is clear that I too, am a branch. Yes, a … Continue reading
Parable of the Grass
As I stood by the window, I stared at my yard Not taking in much, just thinking real hard As this challenge before me was hard to conceive Could I invite God to take what I believe? To prod, and … Continue reading