My Life In Poetry

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Author: Jeannie Connell Johnson

  • You Are Not Alone

    I have something for you to readIf you ever feel the need.If you’re feeling lonely and blue,Know that someone cares for you.If you’re feeling full of doubt,Know that we can work it out!Just reread this little poemAnd know that you are not alone!

  • Greater If left Unbridled

    It’s hard to take off the training wheelsWhen they’ve been supporting the bike for so long.It’s hard to see the bike wobble and sway,Hoping nothing goes terribly wrong. But if the training wheels never come off,The bike will never truly be free,To swerve and glide, skid and ride,Just how it was meant to be. Even…

  • Each Day

    Each day I wake.Each day I sleep. Each day I laugh.Each day I weep. Each day I hate.Each day I love. Each day I sink,Then rise above. Each day I hurt.Each day I heal. Each day I give.Each day I steal. Each day I teach.Each day I learn. Each day I wait,To take my turn.…

  • Life Cycle

    First we lay, and then we sit.Next we crawl, nothing we omit.Then we stand straight and tallAnd then we run without a fall. We learn to skate and then to ski,Lucky to get by with just a scrapped knee.This day and age, now we can fly.And off we go into the night sky. And, then…

  • The Thing That’s Wrong with Peas

    I wish peas were square,Then they wouldn’t roll off everywhere.They’re sweet and deliciousBut the rolling’s quite vicious,When you find most of them under your chair! They won’t stay on your fork.They won’t even stay on your plate.To be mushed on the groundEven if they’re ever foundSeems to be their inevitable fate. Maybe there is some…

  • Ask Why

    Before you Complain,Ask why.If your rejected,Ask why.If someone wrongs you,Ask why.Before you act, speak, or respond,Ask why.Before you tell your child to stop asking why,Ask why! When I was little, my favorite word was “why”. I would ask my Dad many times throughout the day, “why?” He would answer every time and I learned a…

  • One Good Year Deserves Another

    January, my birthday time.February, a love of mine.March, I hear St. Patrick chime. First quarter of the year for meIs filled with happy harmony. April, month of sister’s birth.May, the sun’s warmth comes back to Earth.June, the beach calls with sand and surf. Half the year spent in splendor.Makes me yearn for sweet surrender. July,…

  • The Lord’s Provision Has No End

    The Lord provides in many great ways,Throughout our lives, for all or our days. He provides for us and helps us sowGood works in ways which we may never know. A smile, a hug, a friendly helloAre just a few ways we can help his love show. The Lord is the One who opens the…

  • Sinners Welcome, All enter free

    (If you don’t welcome sinners, all you have are empty pews!) I saw a sign on the church marquis. It said, “Sinners Welcome, All enter free!” But when a poor beggar stood at the church door, He was told to clean up, just a little bit more. We just swept up; you’ll dirty our floor.…

  • Facing Storms Together

    Facing Storms Together

    When the rain starts to pour and the wind starts to blow, Stay right beside me, I won’t let you go. Even if it should storm through the night, I’ll be right beside you to calm all your fright. Don’t worry and fret when you see lightening flash. There is nothing to fear, for this…

  • It Never Seems Quite Fair

    It Never Seems Quite Fair

    Late at night, when the moods just right, And the air is hot and dry, This is the hour that I take my shower, And never do I ask why. Besides the fact that it’s a humanly act, And it takes away any smell, It’s fresh to my senses, my body it cleanses, And it’s…

  • It’s Christmas!

    It’s Christmas!

    Wake up, wake up, it’s Christmas Day! Wake up, wake up, now don’t delay! There might be something under the tree, Something that you can’t wait to see. Or, there might be something in your email, Something that wasn’t delivered by snail. Or, there might be someone waiting to call, And thinking you’re sleeping decided…