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~Christmas Greetings To All From A Writer's Heart~



Merry Christmas to each and every one of our LIBAW friends so dear!

You are special indeed, as you openly share hearts that are sincere.

As pages are checked for comments, chats, or posts each new day;

We are always blessed by messages about Jesus that you do convey!



Noted are various prayer requests, for our warriors that do daily pray,

Who lift up… Continue

~An Extra Measure of Hay-On Christmas Day



Bill was a simple farmer, yet he was dedicated; always working hard.

Many chores on his list to be completed as his list just grew and grew.

Sometimes he was tempted to renig on completing a farm task or two;

But on this day of all days, there was a job he just could not disregard.



It was Christmas Day and there was a tradition that was just his own.

He loved… Continue

Hello All!

I have posted a poem as a discussion in "Words Of A Writer's Group", titled,

~So Far Away~-Tribute To A Military Spouse,

and it has been made into a beautiful video by the webmaster of another site.

You may see it by going to:



www.openmyeyeslord.net ( I am noting that this link is not highlighted, so just type in the address, and it will come up.)



and then clicking on The Christmas Video link.… Continue

As many of you know by the majority of my posts since becoming a part of the LIBAW family, I am a poetess, but I also write short true life stories that are included in what I call the "SECOND CREEK CHRONICLES".

Second Creek was just what it sounds like..........a creek about 2 miles from our farm, and thus the name of the part of God's earth that we occupied at that time...........fishing spot, and swimming hole for many happy… Continue

~The Wonder of It All~

As, I write this tribute of love in memory of you,

I stop to reflect on all the beauty you must view.

Here on Earth, I can't imagine the wonder of all,

For my view is but a peek through clouds small.



As you walk in Heaven's streets paved with gold,

While singing glorious praises to God you behold;

Are streets shining as brightly as I think they are;

Do you gaze upon the majesty of… Continue