THE HEALER This is for a special friend, but applies to all
Am I not the great Healer
Have I not sent out My Word
To go forth
And preach the Gospel
And heal the sick
Oh, where is your faith
I left you all the tools that you will need
To take you through your life
I have given you life
In an abundance
Yet you flail away
Like a fish out of water
Searching here
Searching there
Looking for the answer
Yet, you by-pass it
As you search the world about
How long must I tolerate
Your searching and searching
When all along
What you seek
Is closer than the breath you breathe
Is closer than the flesh that cloaks you
Seek
You will find
Open up your eyes
Open them I say
For what you seek after
Will be found
It will be found
I say
Gail Adams March 31 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
This was written shortly after my husband started Chemo/Radiation for his cancer of the Lung.
My Anger
What has become of me
Through this dreadful disease
Called Cancer
Where there were times
In days past
That anger and impatience
Slipped from within me
To lash out at those I loved
What is happening to me
To send my love
Off to another room in tears
What have I done to her
And to those around me
Do I want them to feel the pain
That has taken my very being
Do I take pleasure in seeing that they, too, will suffer
I refuse to have what I deemed to be my manhood
Stripped daily away
I no longer feel shame
Or have times of embarrassment
Gone are those days
I feel I have the right to show my anger
I am the one that is suffering
I am the one that this disease has riddled my body
I watch as my loved ones enjoy life.
Able to move swiftly about
Enjoy a good meal
Never seem to tire
While I must sit back
And watch as my life is draining slowly away
Oh that the end will quickly come
I don’t mean to hurt those I love
I am sorry for my times of anger
Sorry for lashing out at you
You are not in my shoes
You have no idea of my thoughts
My heartache
I can only apologize
And hope that you can
See fit to forgive me
For I do love you
And, I always have
Gail Adams Aug. 20/10
My Anger
What has become of me
Through this dreadful disease
Called Cancer
Where there were times
In days past
That anger and impatience
Slipped from within me
To lash out at those I loved
What is happening to me
To send my love
Off to another room in tears
What have I done to her
And to those around me
Do I want them to feel the pain
That has taken my very being
Do I take pleasure in seeing that they, too, will suffer
I refuse to have what I deemed to be my manhood
Stripped daily away
I no longer feel shame
Or have times of embarrassment
Gone are those days
I feel I have the right to show my anger
I am the one that is suffering
I am the one that this disease has riddled my body
I watch as my loved ones enjoy life.
Able to move swiftly about
Enjoy a good meal
Never seem to tire
While I must sit back
And watch as my life is draining slowly away
Oh that the end will quickly come
I don’t mean to hurt those I love
I am sorry for my times of anger
Sorry for lashing out at you
You are not in my shoes
You have no idea of my thoughts
My heartache
I can only apologize
And hope that you can
See fit to forgive me
For I do love you
And, I always have
Gail Adams Aug. 20/10
LIFE
What is life?
Nothing but mere dust
Gathered from the earth
Formed into man
And breath was blown into this shell
And soul and spirit were placed within this body of dust
By the Almighty God
He allows us to roam this earth
From whence we came
He has given us a period of time
To sow
To water
To reap
Physically and verbally
He allows us to feel love
To see hate
To feel the pain of the death of loved ones
He will take us to the end
And return us to the earth
For others to walk upon us
Our spirit He takes back
Our breath He takes away
Our soul?
Our soul
This body, turns to dust
To blow in the wind
Taking us to places we had dreamed about
To places we feared to tread
This dust, once had breath
Once had life
Once had a soul
Dust. Blowing in the breeze
Going to and fro
Until the end
Until the end
Our soul?
Our soul.
Gail Adams May 15/09
What is life?
Nothing but mere dust
Gathered from the earth
Formed into man
And breath was blown into this shell
And soul and spirit were placed within this body of dust
By the Almighty God
He allows us to roam this earth
From whence we came
He has given us a period of time
To sow
To water
To reap
Physically and verbally
He allows us to feel love
To see hate
To feel the pain of the death of loved ones
He will take us to the end
And return us to the earth
For others to walk upon us
Our spirit He takes back
Our breath He takes away
Our soul?
Our soul
This body, turns to dust
To blow in the wind
Taking us to places we had dreamed about
To places we feared to tread
This dust, once had breath
Once had life
Once had a soul
Dust. Blowing in the breeze
Going to and fro
Until the end
Until the end
Our soul?
Our soul.
Gail Adams May 15/09
I Hear a Cry
I hear the cry of a father for his children
A cry to sit up--
Take notice.
You see your children now on their own
Sitting back--relaxing
No need of the father’s teaching
No need of discipline
We have matured
What need do we have of our father?
I see you-- the father of your family
Your church family
You see them grow cold
Taking no notice of the wisdom that you give out
We have no need of your wisdom
No need of your love---
So we think
Wise words are from God
We live in a day where only the wise words of the teacher will hold us grounded
Oh children,
Listen to the words
Listen to the teaching
For they are food for your souls
They are given to you because of love
Love of a heavenly Father
Love of a Church father
Oh people
Take heed
For there is passion being passed out to you
The passion of one who loves you so much
We need our father
We need his teachings
We will never be fully matured
Until God takes us home
God has placed our Church father over us
He has placed us in his home
Under his care
He is held responsible for us
As a wayward child goes astray
The parent feels to blame
They felt that perhaps they did not teach what should have been taught
Yet, the child, they have their own will
And God gave us a will
And that will is to love the Father
Listen to His words
And His words are food through our Church father.
Gail Adams 2010
I hear the cry of a father for his children
A cry to sit up--
Take notice.
You see your children now on their own
Sitting back--relaxing
No need of the father’s teaching
No need of discipline
We have matured
What need do we have of our father?
I see you-- the father of your family
Your church family
You see them grow cold
Taking no notice of the wisdom that you give out
We have no need of your wisdom
No need of your love---
So we think
Wise words are from God
We live in a day where only the wise words of the teacher will hold us grounded
Oh children,
Listen to the words
Listen to the teaching
For they are food for your souls
They are given to you because of love
Love of a heavenly Father
Love of a Church father
Oh people
Take heed
For there is passion being passed out to you
The passion of one who loves you so much
We need our father
We need his teachings
We will never be fully matured
Until God takes us home
God has placed our Church father over us
He has placed us in his home
Under his care
He is held responsible for us
As a wayward child goes astray
The parent feels to blame
They felt that perhaps they did not teach what should have been taught
Yet, the child, they have their own will
And God gave us a will
And that will is to love the Father
Listen to His words
And His words are food through our Church father.
Gail Adams 2010
Murky waters This was written the day before the Nuclear disaster in Japan.
Murky waters
Running deep
Covering the land
A floating bottle
A broken branch
Mountains melting
Babies crying
Mothers wailing
Dogs howling
Birds taking flight
Animals scurrying
Humans running
Eyes searching
Darkened skies
A hush across the lands
Silence
Gail Adams March 14 2011
Murky waters
Running deep
Covering the land
A floating bottle
A broken branch
Mountains melting
Babies crying
Mothers wailing
Dogs howling
Birds taking flight
Animals scurrying
Humans running
Eyes searching
Darkened skies
A hush across the lands
Silence
Gail Adams March 14 2011
Created Perfect
We were all created perfect
All of us
Who me?
You ask
Yes, you
But I see I am not perfect
I see others who are not perfect
How can this be?
I created all perfect
All
Whose eyes are you looking through
Whose eyes?
Yours
Or
Mine?
Man sees the outside
I see the inside
I have created
All perfect
All
There is nothing
That I did not create
Perfect
Nothing
Gail Adams March 29 2011
We were all created perfect
All of us
Who me?
You ask
Yes, you
But I see I am not perfect
I see others who are not perfect
How can this be?
I created all perfect
All
Whose eyes are you looking through
Whose eyes?
Yours
Or
Mine?
Man sees the outside
I see the inside
I have created
All perfect
All
There is nothing
That I did not create
Perfect
Nothing
Gail Adams March 29 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
A Speck in the Universe
Are we not a speck
In this vast universe
A mere speck
Taking up a spot
Existing for a moment
In this immense
Period of time
That God has so provided
He gave us life
And a time for everything
Under Him
Through Him
In Him
Are we not part of who
He is
He is the great I am
He is the creator
Of all heaven and earth
We, His creation
Created to please Him
Yet
How often do we please Him
We wander around
Going to and fro
Taking no time to wonder
Why we are here
For what reason
There must be a reason
Oh
To find the reason
This is a gift from God
Himself
Gail Adams March 28 2011
Are we not a speck
In this vast universe
A mere speck
Taking up a spot
Existing for a moment
In this immense
Period of time
That God has so provided
He gave us life
And a time for everything
Under Him
Through Him
In Him
Are we not part of who
He is
He is the great I am
He is the creator
Of all heaven and earth
We, His creation
Created to please Him
Yet
How often do we please Him
We wander around
Going to and fro
Taking no time to wonder
Why we are here
For what reason
There must be a reason
Oh
To find the reason
This is a gift from God
Himself
Gail Adams March 28 2011
Mankind
What has befallen mankind
What dismay
Where does one run to
What has man done to the earth
That God gave them
What have they done
The skies are falling
The oceans roar
The land shakes
The stars in the heaven drop like leaves
The earth moves off its axis
Rocking to and fro
Oh, what has man done
To the earth that God gave them
To plant and to reap
Oh, man planted and he reaped
But what did he plant
And what now is he reaping
What has man to do to save himself
And his family
What has man to do
Gail Adams March 16 2011
What has befallen mankind
What dismay
Where does one run to
What has man done to the earth
That God gave them
What have they done
The skies are falling
The oceans roar
The land shakes
The stars in the heaven drop like leaves
The earth moves off its axis
Rocking to and fro
Oh, what has man done
To the earth that God gave them
To plant and to reap
Oh, man planted and he reaped
But what did he plant
And what now is he reaping
What has man to do to save himself
And his family
What has man to do
Gail Adams March 16 2011
Tears
Can anyone count the tears
That are shed behind closed doors
For a love that is gone
For a hurt that has crushed the heart
Can anyone know what the mind is
What is going through and planting its seed
Can anyone know what creates the deep hurts
That one feels when their love is gone
Perhaps that love has walked away
Or perhaps is lost
But, perhaps death has stepped in
And taken that love away
Does anyone know the emptiness
Does anyone really know the hurt
That one feels when that love has been taken
By death
Oh, to feel the loss of your love to another
Is hurtful
Or for that love to say they don’t love you
What is hurtful
But to lose a love through death
Is a battle that cannot be fought
A battle that you cannot see your enemy
Yet, you know that enemy has taken your love
And you no longer can see that love
That love is gone
Gone to the winds
Gone to the air
Just gone
Just a memory
What can one cling to
When your love has been taken
Can anyone know that deep hurt
The pain and struggles that you feel
Oh the pain
Cuts through you like no other
How long does one feel the loss
Days, weeks, months, years
Does it ever diminish
Oh how death takes its sting
It is the living that feel that sting
Not the dead
The living
They feel this sting, daily, weekly, yearly
And that sting is replaced by loneliness
Gail Adams Feb 6 2011
Can anyone count the tears
That are shed behind closed doors
For a love that is gone
For a hurt that has crushed the heart
Can anyone know what the mind is
What is going through and planting its seed
Can anyone know what creates the deep hurts
That one feels when their love is gone
Perhaps that love has walked away
Or perhaps is lost
But, perhaps death has stepped in
And taken that love away
Does anyone know the emptiness
Does anyone really know the hurt
That one feels when that love has been taken
By death
Oh, to feel the loss of your love to another
Is hurtful
Or for that love to say they don’t love you
What is hurtful
But to lose a love through death
Is a battle that cannot be fought
A battle that you cannot see your enemy
Yet, you know that enemy has taken your love
And you no longer can see that love
That love is gone
Gone to the winds
Gone to the air
Just gone
Just a memory
What can one cling to
When your love has been taken
Can anyone know that deep hurt
The pain and struggles that you feel
Oh the pain
Cuts through you like no other
How long does one feel the loss
Days, weeks, months, years
Does it ever diminish
Oh how death takes its sting
It is the living that feel that sting
Not the dead
The living
They feel this sting, daily, weekly, yearly
And that sting is replaced by loneliness
Gail Adams Feb 6 2011
The Sun
As the sun rises in the east
It brings light to the inhabitants below
And moves slowly from east to west
Passing over
Young lovers walking hand in hand
Some are marrying
Parting
A mother giving birth
Death of a loved one
Happiness
Sadness
Laughter
Children begging
Learning
A thief heading home with his catch
Someone is taking a life
Snuffing it out like a candle
Great men sitting around the table
Planning how to protect their country
Others sit and plan military moves
To grasp what is not theirs
Wars are being fought
Lies are being told
Secrets revealed
Eating
Starving
Running
Walking
If the sun could talk
Reveal its secrets
As is slowly sets in the west
Only to rise again in the east
Gail Adams March 5 2011
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As the sun rises in the east
It brings light to the inhabitants below
And moves slowly from east to west
Passing over
Young lovers walking hand in hand
Some are marrying
Parting
A mother giving birth
Death of a loved one
Happiness
Sadness
Laughter
Children begging
Learning
A thief heading home with his catch
Someone is taking a life
Snuffing it out like a candle
Great men sitting around the table
Planning how to protect their country
Others sit and plan military moves
To grasp what is not theirs
Wars are being fought
Lies are being told
Secrets revealed
Eating
Starving
Running
Walking
If the sun could talk
Reveal its secrets
As is slowly sets in the west
Only to rise again in the east
Gail Adams March 5 2011
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Cancer
What is this that has taken me so forcibly
Has wrapped its arms and legs around me
And draining me of my strength
My pride
My desires
What has worked its way into my very being
And set up its place of abode
You have taken over this body
That still had dreams
Plans
Desires
You have robbed me
Daily you take of me
My hope dwindles
I question about life
And death
I still had so much to live for
Places to go
Things I wanted to do
You are robbing me of those dreams
Replacing them with your plans for me
Plans that I don't want
Did I open the door to you
Did I make a place for you
And welcomed you into me
No doubt I have
The foolishness of our youth
Captures us
We think we can escape you
But there is no escape
For me now
At one time I could have turned my back to you
Refused you entry
But I never thought I would fall prey
It would always be someone else
That would fall under your spell
I waited too long
To cast you out
Wasted all those years
That have past
And those that could have been
Gone they are now
Too late for me
How dreadful this is
I am not content
Not happy
My God only knows my end
And when
He only knows when my time is up
I could have had so much more
But stubborn I was
Too proud to walk away
And now I will answer for my stubbornness
And will have to accept what has befallen me
Daily I watch as my body is gathered up into its web
Like a spider taking over its prey
Slowly wrapping its web over and under
Until it has completely consumed its target
And this I have no choice but to wait
Gail Adams Aug. 15/10
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What is this that has taken me so forcibly
Has wrapped its arms and legs around me
And draining me of my strength
My pride
My desires
What has worked its way into my very being
And set up its place of abode
You have taken over this body
That still had dreams
Plans
Desires
You have robbed me
Daily you take of me
My hope dwindles
I question about life
And death
I still had so much to live for
Places to go
Things I wanted to do
You are robbing me of those dreams
Replacing them with your plans for me
Plans that I don't want
Did I open the door to you
Did I make a place for you
And welcomed you into me
No doubt I have
The foolishness of our youth
Captures us
We think we can escape you
But there is no escape
For me now
At one time I could have turned my back to you
Refused you entry
But I never thought I would fall prey
It would always be someone else
That would fall under your spell
I waited too long
To cast you out
Wasted all those years
That have past
And those that could have been
Gone they are now
Too late for me
How dreadful this is
I am not content
Not happy
My God only knows my end
And when
He only knows when my time is up
I could have had so much more
But stubborn I was
Too proud to walk away
And now I will answer for my stubbornness
And will have to accept what has befallen me
Daily I watch as my body is gathered up into its web
Like a spider taking over its prey
Slowly wrapping its web over and under
Until it has completely consumed its target
And this I have no choice but to wait
Gail Adams Aug. 15/10
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Poem I wrote while watching Bud, (my husband who was dying of cancer) out on the deck listening to the teens next door in the pool
.by Gail Holditch Adams on Tuesday, August 3, 2010 at 5:28pm.
Youthful Laughter
I hear the sound of laughter around me
Coming from neighbouring yards
Youth, in their slot in life
Enjoying the sun
The vigour
The passion
That comes with their time in life
I felt it too
I had those feelings
Of passion
Of love
Of frolicking in the sun
Of dancing under the stars
Of feeling the warmth of the opposite sex
My time here on earth is dwindling away
My life being erased by a giant eraser
Slowly rubbing me out
I no longer dwell on those things of youth
I no longer feel the passion I once felt
My heart turns to stone
My eyes are dim
My hearing gone
Where has my time gone here on earth
Have I wasted what was given to me
Have I abused the time I had
No longer can I just go back
Start all over again
I hurt
For those around me
For myself
My thoughts stream back
Like rushing waters
Flooding me
Washing me over and over again
I try to re-capture that feeling of youth
Try to remember back to my time when all things were right
God has placed a marker on me
A time for me to go
Like everyone before me
And after me
The time will come
The bell will toll
Calling me home
Home
Where my memories will fade
My hurts will disappear
A new life will form within me
Taking over this sick old body
Again, youthfulness will ever be present
No longer will pain and misery flood my very being
For we are just passing through earth
Dwelling only for a minute or two
A time to make the most of what was dealt to us
Yet, we all take life for granted
Another day will dawn
A time to make up
To apologize
To ask for forgiveness
We put it off planning on tomorrow
Tomorrow I will do it
Then before you know it, time has slipped away
Leaving a shell of a body
No longer caring to apologize
To ask for forgiveness
To tell someone that you love them
To hold their hand
To hold them tight
And everything will be alright
We try to remember back to our youth
Through the laughter that permeates my very being
My youth has slipped away
So quickly it has been taken
My life ahead is what I shall dwell on
A new life that will unfold as it should
And I will dance upon the skies
And everything will be alright.
Gail Adams Aug. 3 2010
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.by Gail Holditch Adams on Tuesday, August 3, 2010 at 5:28pm.
Youthful Laughter
I hear the sound of laughter around me
Coming from neighbouring yards
Youth, in their slot in life
Enjoying the sun
The vigour
The passion
That comes with their time in life
I felt it too
I had those feelings
Of passion
Of love
Of frolicking in the sun
Of dancing under the stars
Of feeling the warmth of the opposite sex
My time here on earth is dwindling away
My life being erased by a giant eraser
Slowly rubbing me out
I no longer dwell on those things of youth
I no longer feel the passion I once felt
My heart turns to stone
My eyes are dim
My hearing gone
Where has my time gone here on earth
Have I wasted what was given to me
Have I abused the time I had
No longer can I just go back
Start all over again
I hurt
For those around me
For myself
My thoughts stream back
Like rushing waters
Flooding me
Washing me over and over again
I try to re-capture that feeling of youth
Try to remember back to my time when all things were right
God has placed a marker on me
A time for me to go
Like everyone before me
And after me
The time will come
The bell will toll
Calling me home
Home
Where my memories will fade
My hurts will disappear
A new life will form within me
Taking over this sick old body
Again, youthfulness will ever be present
No longer will pain and misery flood my very being
For we are just passing through earth
Dwelling only for a minute or two
A time to make the most of what was dealt to us
Yet, we all take life for granted
Another day will dawn
A time to make up
To apologize
To ask for forgiveness
We put it off planning on tomorrow
Tomorrow I will do it
Then before you know it, time has slipped away
Leaving a shell of a body
No longer caring to apologize
To ask for forgiveness
To tell someone that you love them
To hold their hand
To hold them tight
And everything will be alright
We try to remember back to our youth
Through the laughter that permeates my very being
My youth has slipped away
So quickly it has been taken
My life ahead is what I shall dwell on
A new life that will unfold as it should
And I will dance upon the skies
And everything will be alright.
Gail Adams Aug. 3 2010
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This shell of skin
God so graciously gave me this shell
That I may dwell in all my days on earth
It encases me
Makes me different than anyone else
Each has their own identity
This coat of skin I wear
Over me
Shelters me
I wear this coat all my life
As I grow, so does my coat
Stretching
Shrinking
Aging
But, I am inside
The real me
The one that allows me to breathe
Eat
Smell
Feel
I have a spirit
And a soul
My soul
Allowing me desires
Emotions
Passion
Decisions
Oh, where will my soul go
When it leaves this coat of flesh
Where will it go
My spirit returns to God
My flesh to dust
But, my soul
My soul
Gail Adams March 24th 2011
God so graciously gave me this shell
That I may dwell in all my days on earth
It encases me
Makes me different than anyone else
Each has their own identity
This coat of skin I wear
Over me
Shelters me
I wear this coat all my life
As I grow, so does my coat
Stretching
Shrinking
Aging
But, I am inside
The real me
The one that allows me to breathe
Eat
Smell
Feel
I have a spirit
And a soul
My soul
Allowing me desires
Emotions
Passion
Decisions
Oh, where will my soul go
When it leaves this coat of flesh
Where will it go
My spirit returns to God
My flesh to dust
But, my soul
My soul
Gail Adams March 24th 2011
This Earth
What is pouring down on us
Upon this earth
Which was made so perfect
Ashes and rock
Pouring down
Upon the earth
What has happened
To bring all this about
What has man done
To the earth that
God so gave him
To nourish
To plant
To harvest
What has man done
That brought all this about
We seek
And
We search
Out the answers
Can anyone know
Can anything be done
Before it is too late
We have become a people of technology
A people with much wisdom
A people too clever for their own good
We know it all
We think
Yet, all is crumbling
Before our very eyes
Crumbling
Ashes and rock
Ashes and rock
Gail Adams March 25th 2011
What is pouring down on us
Upon this earth
Which was made so perfect
Ashes and rock
Pouring down
Upon the earth
What has happened
To bring all this about
What has man done
To the earth that
God so gave him
To nourish
To plant
To harvest
What has man done
That brought all this about
We seek
And
We search
Out the answers
Can anyone know
Can anything be done
Before it is too late
We have become a people of technology
A people with much wisdom
A people too clever for their own good
We know it all
We think
Yet, all is crumbling
Before our very eyes
Crumbling
Ashes and rock
Ashes and rock
Gail Adams March 25th 2011
This Classroom of Life
Our classroom
Earth
We enter
As a new-born
Being taught
From our first breath
By
Our greatest of teachers
Our parents
As we leave the baby stage
We enter another grade in this most
Wonderful school
Called life
We learn
From those with more knowledge
We learn
From our disappointments
And our achievements
And our friends
Class after class
Then
We learn again
When
We enter the class
Of
Being on our own
We continue to take lessons
From
Those that cross our paths
Those we become greater
Than friends with
Then another great lesson
The mating with another
And see the most
Wonderful
Product ever to
Come forth
Our learning is never ended
We never stop learning
Never stop taking lessons
And
Courses
Until we graduate
From this most
Unusual academy
Called life
Our lessons now complete
No more to learn of
Here
Gail Adams March 24th 2011
Our classroom
Earth
We enter
As a new-born
Being taught
From our first breath
By
Our greatest of teachers
Our parents
As we leave the baby stage
We enter another grade in this most
Wonderful school
Called life
We learn
From those with more knowledge
We learn
From our disappointments
And our achievements
And our friends
Class after class
Then
We learn again
When
We enter the class
Of
Being on our own
We continue to take lessons
From
Those that cross our paths
Those we become greater
Than friends with
Then another great lesson
The mating with another
And see the most
Wonderful
Product ever to
Come forth
Our learning is never ended
We never stop learning
Never stop taking lessons
And
Courses
Until we graduate
From this most
Unusual academy
Called life
Our lessons now complete
No more to learn of
Here
Gail Adams March 24th 2011
Those that cross my Path
We have those that come into our life
And quickly pass
Some who stop for a moment and rest
Then there are those who slow down enough to leave an impression
And then there are those that come and leave a mark
With each one that crosses my path
They become a part of who I am
Part of my makeup
Part of my being
One day, I will cast off this garment
That has closely covered me
And I will step forth
Into a glorious light
No more will I remember the number
Of those that passed
Of those that left their mark
No more will I carry a part of them
No more will they enter my mind
For I have moved on
And only God knows
He is what guides me
He is the One I serve
So to those that have made a difference in me
And left their mark
Do not worry
For you have entered into me
If not by flesh
But by spirit
And if good or bad
You have made a difference in who I am
I am who I am
God's child
Gail Adams March 24th 2011
We have those that come into our life
And quickly pass
Some who stop for a moment and rest
Then there are those who slow down enough to leave an impression
And then there are those that come and leave a mark
With each one that crosses my path
They become a part of who I am
Part of my makeup
Part of my being
One day, I will cast off this garment
That has closely covered me
And I will step forth
Into a glorious light
No more will I remember the number
Of those that passed
Of those that left their mark
No more will I carry a part of them
No more will they enter my mind
For I have moved on
And only God knows
He is what guides me
He is the One I serve
So to those that have made a difference in me
And left their mark
Do not worry
For you have entered into me
If not by flesh
But by spirit
And if good or bad
You have made a difference in who I am
I am who I am
God's child
Gail Adams March 24th 2011
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