TWILIGHT OF MY LIFE

The days grow long and I am weary.

Why does my life always seem so dreary?

As I sit here in the glooom each day

I wonder what would Jesus say.

I'm sure He would tell me to just get up,

Be glad I don't have to drink from His cup.

I need to reach down to my inner self

And put my life back up on the shelf.

Groaning and moaning will do no good.

Please, dear Lord, supply me with food.

The kind of food that nourshes my soul

Not just the kind I put in a bowl.

Give me the strength to face every day,

To know what I want, just show me the way.

I know in my head that my blessings are great,

So help me count them before it's too late.

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Spiritguided Woman Jun 12, 2006, 10:51am EDT

You write so incredibly well. If I were you I would look into publishing these poems to maybe the christian groups or my group, "Spiritual Living" where you will get a wider audience. Hope to see you there! Looking forward to seeing your submissions!

Namaste

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Jerry Stubbs Jun 13, 2006, 12:44am EDT

Thanks, Lisa. I would love to have my poems published, but it is so expensive. So I just started putting a few on Gather. Tell me about your group, "Spiritual Living".

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Jerry Stubbs Sep 22, 2006, 12:50am EDT

Lucie, I'm glad you liked my poem. Keep your chin up. I was in a bad marriage when I wrote that. It ended eventually and I felt so free. Look at my poem, "A New Beginning". You don't have to have a man to be complete. Do what makes you happy.

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