The Lord's Poet
Easter and Spring Edition
LAUGH
A LITTLE...
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NOT
AGAIN!
(This
really happened to me)
Of
matchmakers, I've had my share.
They
point out guys without a care.
And
when they start, I haven't a prayer!
They
list his traits: ah, such flair!
And
always they will just insist
That
he would surely top my list.
And
when I holler, "Please do desist!"
They
turn on me and shake a fist,
Then
want me now to date their brother,
Or
friend or cousin or some other
Who
just happens to know my mother.
I
cry again, "No, not another!"
One
really, truly dear, dear friend
Plied
me with guys without an end.
She
hoped my broken heart would mend
Because
of one that she did send.
The
last one tried was one strange mister,
I
laughed so hard I got a blister
For
the ending here is quite a twister:
He
once was married to my sister!
Kathi Phillips
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THE
VOICE
The
Lord gave to me a heart
That
truly loves to sing
But
for some strange reason,
Known
only to him,
The
voice he put in this body
Does
not match the quality
Of
my joy in singing.
I
love to sing and do it often
But
have never met
Another
human being
Who
enjoyed my singing
As
much as I do.
I
sing unto the Lord
And
praise him as it says in Psalms--
His
only requirement
Is
that we make a joyful noise,
For
when I let loose in song
It
is truly a joyful noise unto the Lord!
Kathi Phillips
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PHILLIPS'
LAW
Murphy
is the name
(Or
if it isn't,
It
should be)
For
that's the law
That
rules my life.
Any
thing that can go wrong
Does
At
the wrong time!
And
Kathi's addendum:
All
at once,
Everywhere,
In
a geometric progression!
I
fix one problem
And
have two more arise,
In
fixing those
I'm
swamped by four.
A
never ending increase
Of
things that need attention,
An
ever mending process
Of
troubles that need correction.
So
move over Murphy,
Phillips'
Law has come to town:
Anythingcan
go wrong
I'll
totally ignore:
It
ain't important anyway!
Kathi Phillips
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OH,
NO!
I
reached the top by being busy
And
climbed so high that now I'm dizzy.
I'm
near the top of the ladder of life,
And
looking down on past strife.
I've
struggled hard to get this far
And
see no reason my climb to mar,
Until
I notice this one, small thing:
My
ladder's against the wrong building!
Kathi Phillips
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