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28-06-17 01:50

When That Day Has Come

When that day has come,
and my time is near
and I go to walk with God
Will I stand up tall
and walk with pride
Proud of the path I trod?

Will He say to me
"You did it right"
"You left no stone unturned."
"You knew the key,
was to have faith in Me,
to this home for which you yearned."

When that day has come
and my time is near
and I go to walk with God
Will I stand up tall
without any fear
Proud of the path I trod?

Can I say to Him
I know I've sinned
But you washed that all away
I did my best
and I'll stand the test
On this, my Judgement Day.

When that day has come,
and my time is near
and I go to walk with God
Will I stand up tall
unashamed at all
Proud of the path I trod?

by Kenneth Van Derveer

28-06-17 01:48

Weather

I do not like earthquakes
that rattle the ground
Tornadoes or wind storms
that blow all around.

I do not like snow
or raindrops and frost
'Cause sometimes in snow
I can't see, and get lost.

I don't like the sun
or cloudy days either
Ask which I'd choose...
I'd have to say "neither."

Too hot in the summer;
Too cold in the snow.
There's no place on Earth
This poor boy can go.

- Ken Van Derveer

28-06-17 01:46

My Bellybutton

I have an innie
'Goes way down deep inside
It gives all the hair and lint and dust
A little place to hide.
I stuck inside my finger once
A silly thing to do
A little critter bit it off
And now that's in there too.
If I only had an outtie
My problems would be few.

- K Van Derveer

28-06-17 01:45

The Man in the Mirror

That man in the mirror isn't really me
it's only the part that you can see
He's old and wrinkled and getting gray
But he hasn't always been that way.

Inside he's still a young upstart...
proud and strong ...a youth at heart
Brave and true and looking for love...and
All the things that dreams are made of.

But the dreams are gone (a sad refrain!)
Sadder still; the dreamer remains
To recall the past, and all the rest...
"Did I do it right?" "Did I do my best?"

That man in the mirror isn't really me
it's only the part that you can see
He's old and wrinkled and getting gray
But he hasn't always been that way.

by Ken Van Derveer

27-06-17 22:46

I Do Believe in Monsters

When I was young, I was certain
That under the bed or behind the curtain...
A monster lived, with wild green hair...
And breath that smelled...well, like a bear.
I feared the night, for I had to tread,
Up the stairs to my own bed.
But I was brave and never cried...
I don't (really) believe in monsters.

I'm older now, and wiser, too
And yes, I've learned a thing or two...
About war and hate and 9-11
And I pray to God and look to heaven...
But I fear the night, because I have to tread
Up the stairs to my own bed
I'm not so brave, and sometimes I cry...
Because I (do) believe in monsters.

by Ken Van Derveer

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