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~JESUS~
by Tricia Akers, Age 10

Jesus is my rock, my sword, my shield,
Without Him no one could be healed.

I pray to Him with all my hope,
That no one will think that I'm a dope.

Even though it might take a while
He'll still think I'm in style.

Some people think this isn't true,
And if ya don't, I'll pray for you.

If I ever need some help,
I just give a big YELP!

Then He'll answer me,
And I'll be filled with glee.

With Him I never have to worry,
And if I do, He'll calm me down in a hurry.

I don't know what I'd do without Him,
Everything would probably be very dim.

Christmas Rhyme
By Emily Schoff, Age 10, Tokyo, Japan

I feel happy at Christmas time when I'm
by the tree and the ornaments shine.

On the tree light bulbs glow.
In the yard there's lots of snow.

The stockings hang by the fireplace
as we wait to see Santa's happy face.

Jesus watches over us from above
while he fills our homes with love.

'~`My Hamster`~'
Poem Written By Cambria 9 Years Old

I had a hamster and he was the best he did a twist in the air and fell
into bed. He didn't get hurt because he landed on his feet and then did a flip.
And then he got hungry so jumped of my bed and ran in to the hall and didn't make a sound he was still hungry but once he got in the kitchen he wasn't hungry anymore. So he went to the living room and climbed on the couch and went in a hole he found his brother and took him home. Then he left his home and went to the music club and played a flute. He left and did a front flip and landed on his feet and then went home and fell asleep.

I Love You!

Poem Bye: Cambria B. 9 Years Old

I love you!

I love you So Much That Nothing Could Count..
As High As I Love You!

Not Even the Sun, The Trees, The Grass,
The Wind, and The Animals Know how much I Love You!

I love you!

SunShine Meadows
By: Cambria B. 9 Years Old

Through The Meadows You can see,
and still be as happy as can be,
let the birds, snails, and critters come
so you won't forget how cute they are.
Let them come, to play all day, give them a chance,
and you'll say "Hurray!"
As the Sun Peeps through the trees till night,
you'll be alright
So please come with peace, and don't scare them away,
our else you'll have to pay,
So the sun warmth everyone, and God made it,
So that He may touch your Heart.

Patch and Jesus Christ
By: Cambria B. 9 Years Old

Once, on a cool night, a horse named Patch was grazing on some grass when suddenly, a lion came up and chased Patch but as Patch was running, she was also Praying to God. The Lions mouth was closed. (idea from Daniel in the Lions Den). Patch thanked and thanked and thanked God for his help, for she was 100% sure only God could do that! She ran along, praising God, why she was praising the ALL MIGHTY GOD, she noticed a light shining upon her, she looked up and saw that it was coming from Heaven! She was curios about what it was, she remembered what the Prophets had preached and she ran towards the light which was the star. She reached Bethlehem and went into the stable which held the Holy Jesus Christ. When Patch was in the Stable, she went up to the manger and looked down at Jesus Christ. She felt that He was the Son of God, and of that Patch was sure. She was glad she could be where Jesus Christ was born.

Oreo the Kitty

By: Cambria B. 9 Years Old

What is it? its a cat? its a dog? what is it?

it makes a sound, it jumps around, it runs here and there.

But all night long I wonder what is it. I sing it as a song.

But as the stormy wing blew I caught 'em, didn't you?

I asked what his name was and you know what he said?
"I am an Oreo, a cuddly one too, I am sweet, with a hint of sour,

I am cute, I am mighty and strong, I am Oreo the kitty, I am a cat, I like to

sit on your lap, I am quick, I am sly, I am pretty funny too, but I can't understand,

what are you?"

By ~Nicola D Casey~

Sometimes I think that I'm doing OK,
And that I cope with my life all by myself.
Sometimes I think that I'm in control,
And everything's going my way.
But then I slip or something goes wrong,
And I pretend that nothing's happened.
I'm too proud to ask God for help.
Jesus knows that I need help,
But he waits for me to ask,
And he is sad because I don't call on his name.
Eventually, I give up, and I cry to God,
'I need you!'
I'm worried. What if he doesn't love me anymore.
What if I've disappointed him?
But Jesus comes with open arms,
And tells me that everything's going to be OK.

~By: Cyndi McLain Age 14 ~

A Child's Prayer
A child's prayer is simple not too complicated,
And everything that's on their heart is true and clearly stated.
A child's prayer is sweet, with hardly a problem at all,
Like, "I lost my lunch today," or, "I wish that I'd grow tall!"
A child's prayer tells no lie, of a child's innocence,
They pray just simple, and just true, nothing to immense.
A child's prayer is sweet to God, just as all others are,
So pray like the child, of things needed, and God will bless you far.

~By Christine F. Juedes~

I Am Invisible

I am invisible in a world for the visible,
I am weak in a world for the strong,
I am unknown in a world for the known,
I am silent in a world for the heard,
I am small in a world for the great,
I am un-noticed in a world for the noticed,
I am no one in a world for someone's,
Yet, I am strong in the One that is not of this world,
I am known to the One unknown to this world,
I am heard by the One that is unheard in this world,
I am great to the One that is small in this world,
I am noticed by the One that is un-noticed in this world,
I am someone to the One that is no one in this world,
and I am visible to the One that is invisible.

Andrus Thompson, Age 14

Empty Spot
Her days are filled of bore,
Because her heart is sore.
She feels the pain of broken heart,
Then thats when she begins to start.
Her eyes begin to leak,
As the tears roll down her cheeks.
Afraid to tell what is wrong,
She's been like this for so so long.
I began to realize that there was an empty spot,
And it was her father she had missed a lot.
He had gone far away,
He never came to visit back, not one day.
She had lost a special part of her,
She had lost a special spot.
Which is now empty.

Disappear
by: Katrina Kobel 11 year old

Sometimes things happen to get rough, but when I think of Jesus,
I'm surrounded by love

One problem is that sometimes I have fear
It strikes into my heart and I wish I could disappear

I want to fly up to heaven to be with my Father
but when I tell others about it, they say "Don't even bother!"

I still keep my head up and look to the sky
I just want to visit, and you should know why.

Sometimes I want to go with him, I hope the day is near
but I guess I'll just have to wait until we all disappear.

*~* Don't Leave Me*~*

I will dream of this love

And cry of this pain

What's in my heart I'm not too sure

To know you will leave me will be too soon

You made me feel true love

Yet will soon make me feel true pain

It hurts to know it wont last forever

Yet I will cherish this time we have left together

For this is the only way I can express my love

In hope that someday you will read this my love

By: Brittany Renna

At Night
by Angel Masangkay, age 12.

At night I slept,
And had a dream,

A dream that was so perfectly seen,
I saw a shadow and it was you,
I smiled and stared, and you smiled back too.

I ran to kiss your kissable lips,
But when I touched the tip of your hand,
You turned to dust, and was nowhere on land.

Then I woke and remembered,
That we weren't going to be together,
Then I thought I'll never love,
Because my heart has broken apart..

"Growing up"
By Antonio Anderson age 14

Am I growing up 2 fast?

I think not,
I hope not.

I may act older than I really am,
That is only because I am older.

My friends think I should act like a kid.
I say no I am not a kid anymore.

I wish I was,
I am not though .

This is the real world,
You can't act like a kid

My friends say you are a kid,
I tell them I have spent 2 weeks in a jail

I can't act like a kid anymore.
Depression takes away the kid in me.

I yell out to the kid I used to be,
He just fly's away as fast as he can,
Not wanting to be a part of me.

Just like everyone else,
In the real world.

Not wanting to be a part of me,

Not wanting to be a part of my love,

Not wanting to be a part of my life!

The New School Prayer
Sent in by: Meghan Davis

Now I sit me down in school where praying is against the rule for this great nation under GOD finds mention of him very odd. If scripture now the class recites it violates our "Bill of Rights" and anytime my head I bow becomes a federal law now. Our hair can be purple, orange or green that's no offense; it's a freedom scene the law is specific, the law is precise prayers spoken aloud are serious vice. For praying in a public hall might offended someone with no faith? That all in silence alone we must meditate. God's name is prohibited by the state> we're allowed to cuss and dress like Freaks an pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks they've outlawed guns, but First the BIBLE to quote the good book makes me liable. we can elect a pregnant Sr. Queen and the "unwed daddy" our Sr. King it's " inappropriate" to teach right from wrong. We're taught that such" judgment" does not belong. We can get birth controls study witch craft, vampires and totem pole. It's scary here I must confess. When chaos reigns our schools a mess. So, LORD, this silent plea I make should I be shot, my soul please take!

AMEN

Shades of Sapphire
~*A poem by Cyndi McLain*~
~*Age 14*~
A shade of purple, almost blue,
Bright as diamonds, deep and true.
In the sky, or in a stone, always beautiful,
Unlike most other colors which I might say come as dull.
Eyes of sapphire, stars and such,
Shades of sapphire, always much.
Beauty is the color of Sapphire of all,
Any other color, if sapphire I call.
If brown were called sapphire, and sapphire called brown,
Sapphire would not be so nice, in colors I would drown.

9-11

On nine eleven many people went to Heaven.
Over one thousand people they cannot find,
the people of the N.Y.F.D. were so very kind to try their best to find the rest. Now they're done looking for those who lost their lives on nine eleven, they're now in Heaven looking down on me and you. Now you remember what many people went through. People screamed and hollered, ran, and were frightened. May God bless the families, friends, and children who lost someone on nine eleven. -Nicole P.

Storm on a ship.
Leah Corson, Age 14

Though this storm does carry me, In this vast, uncharted sea.
Though the ship is old and tired, It will be a survivor.
The ship has gone through many storms, but it knows its not forlorn.
It knows the wind will die away, the storm will have its final say.
Then the sun will come and stay, Just until a cloudy day.
When a storm will blow its way. will it die, pull apart? Only time will tell.
but now I stand on its deck, wishing it will save my neck.
From the storm that is at hand.

Like A Dream
by Emma Monger

Here I sit, thinking only of you
Wondering what is to become of us
Understanding all you have been through
Hoping to slowly gain your trust
My heart aches for you, and also I yearn
I want to understand you
In hopes that I will learn
Your unique and special qualities amaze me
Your smile
Your mind
Your voice and its beautiful sound
Your eyes
Your hair
Your ability to cheer me up
When you see that I am down
My feelings for you go beyond that of words
And at first it didn't seem real
But that just taught me a lesson
In doubting what I feel
It seems I dreamed you into life
And the reason for my stare
The bluest sky
The deepest sea
Don't even compare
David, you're so very special in every single way
And thoughts of you
Run through my head
Every hour of the day
I hope that you will understand
Just how I feel about you
I want to be your guiding hand
For all that you go through

GOD
by Katie 11

Good for any thing

Outstanding job

Does everything right

In or out?
by Stephanie L. Rice, age 15

How can I look good for others,
And stay in the fad at school?
Do my socks match my hair band?
Is this shirt against the school rule?
How can I stay in the "in" group,
And have lots of friends still the same?
Do I have to use their language?
Or buy the coolest brand names?

Why don't people like me?
Is there something wrong with my hair?
Do I have to do everything their way?
Why so they even care?

I don't quite fit in with their group
The importance of style isn't best.
I'd much rather be in God's group
Than to fit in with all the rest.

(I can see Jesus)
By - Sheila Everhart

I can close my eyes and see,
Jesus coming back for me.
He's taking my hand,
while we enter the promise land.
I whisper in his ear.
Are you sure I can come in here?
He assures me it's o.k,
and we go along our way.
We come to this door,
where all my sins are stored.
As soon as we went it,
I saw written papers of my sins,
and there seem to be no end.
I was so ashamed.
There was no one I could blame.
But when I looked again.
No happier could I have been,
because they were all soaked with the blood,
of God's precious son.
It was impossible to read,
even one single piece. God
planned it that way,
so he wouldn't have to say,
away you go.
For you I do not know.
So thank him today,
because he planned your way.

My Heart Is . . .
By Amira Noeuv

My heart is . . .
A glass shattering effect,
Two glasses crashing against each other; then breaking.

My heart is . . .
A grain of desert sand,
Blowing in the humid wind, never to be with the same grain again.

My heart is . . .
A piece of thin metal,
That is burn in the flames, then melted.

My heart is . . .
A dart board,
Stabbed with thousands of darts by multitudinous people.

My heart is . . .
Thumps loud and fast.
Challenging with the thunder above the dark, night sky.

My heart is . . .
Drown in pools,
Pools of love and hatred.

My heart is . . .
Mix with so many feeling and emotions.
Feelings and emotions that will never be reveal to the world.