Cold Winter Night

Drinking coffee on a cold winter night
Beneath the stars and Christmas lights.

This hot drink brings warmth to my broken heart.
It helps me to breathe when I feel my world fall apart.

Its not so much the drink that really aids.
But rather, the memories it brings,
Of beautiful nights and Christmas days.

It reminds me of all the Christmas times at Grandma's
When a pot was brewing,
all of the chit chat came to a sudden pause.

Once the brewing stopped, the fun began.
Everyone got ready with a coffee cup in hand.

Then we all poured a cup and fixed it just right
While Grandma watched quietly, her eyes glowing bright.

She always loved when the family would come together
Whether over a pot of coffee or the unpredictable Alabama weather.

This Christmas, Grandma can't be here
The Father took her hand, gave her healing no more tears.

This Christmas, Grandma, I will do
Whatever it takes to keep our family loving, just like you.

I know it'll be hard, but your love will help us through.
This Christmas, we will remember you.

Merry Christmas Grandma.
You will always be in my heart and memories.





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Darkest Nights

In the darkest of nights,
You come rest by my side
And You hold me tight
Even when I feel I've died.

Through my doubts and my pain,
You've removed all my shame.
Yes, You poured out Your rain.
In my droughts You are the same

And I, I, I am in love with You.
For You make all.
You make all things new.

In my darkest of days,
My ransom You paid.
My soul You have saved
From death and from the grave.

After all of these years,
Through my struggles and fears,
You've remained close and near. In my joy and in my tears.

And I, I, I am in love with You.
For You make all.
You make all things new.


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Again

I want to write again. I want to journal and to write stories and to write poetry and to write music. I want to carefully nourish every creative entity in me and do what I am gifted to do.


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Location:W Edgewood Dr,Florence,United States

Late Night

It's really late. I should be sleeping. But my mind is racing. Responsibility. Growing up. Reality. These things are hitting me hard. Life seems overwhelming to me at this point. Jesus, please help me not to sink. I don't know what to do. For now, I will just keep living. Lord, guide my steps, even in the darkest nights. Off to bed I go. God is love.
By the way, Christmas lights are the bomb.


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