Poetry

Broken Dreams

In my minds eye I did see

A beautiful vase sitting in front of me

I cared for this vase, I shined it still

Yet the vase, it took a big spill

The great care I took, it did no good

T’would ‘ve been better made of wood

For it fell from my hands one day

Broken beyond repair I must say

Blood flowed as I cleaned the mess

I just couldn’t take care of the rest

Broken dreams across the floor

Shattered glass and nothin’ more

Now that my beautiful vase was gone

It had definitely been a shallow one

The care I had taken was for naught

A pile of glass was all that I got

Broken dreams across the floor

Shattered glass and nothin’ more

I asked God to show me a better way

And this is what He had to say

Come child and He showed me a room

Many shelves lined this dusty old tomb

Upon these shelves was many an urn

Big ones, small ones, alot to learn

The master nodded as I looked at the cup

A sturdy one, not fancy, as I picked it up

I could see this one would not break easily

It would stand up to time and stress I see

Not very pretty as the last one had been

As the days went by and the care would begin

I saw the strength and the beauty of this one

Something I had not seen before, it didn’t run

If you don’t understand my story and rhyme

Let me explain it just, one more time

The first vase was only me on my own

Before God's light through me had shone

The life I had before God you see

Was my life the way I wanted it to be

It was fragile and not very strong

But God stepped in and now I belong

The world is shallow and breaks apart

My shattered and broken heart

The masters plan is much better for me

That makes my life as it should be

One of beauty through His love shines

Solid and true His beauty is now mine

When God puts the pieces back together

There isn't anything you cannot weather

(c)copyright 2010 danni andrew

GOD HAS A PLAN....AND I'M IN IT

You never know what God is going to do
You just know that He is thinking of you
It's in the morning sunrise that starts the day
It's in the Bible and every word I pray

God is thinking of me and holding my hand
My life is best when it's at His command
To sit back and watch what He's doing today
Blows my mind I really have to say

God has a plan and I don't know what it may be
I just know that I really can't wait to see
What He comes up with next will be a blast
And that is all I can really hope to ask

(c)copyright 2010 danni andrew
 

I WOKE UP AND GOD MET ME THERE
 

This morning I woke up afraid
It was God who came to my aid
This morning I woke up sad
God touched me and made me glad

This morning I woke up in a bad mood
God's love has made me feel good
God picks me up when I am down
He chases away my frown

When you get up on the wrong side
Remember God's love is where you hide
When life puts you in a sad place
Happiness is found in God's face

(c)copyright danni andrew
 

LIFE GOES ON

Life goes on no matter what path you take
Your life is your own and its what you make
of it that matters the most in the end
sometimes you just gotta bend with the wind

If you think you have life figured to the T
chances you don't and thats why it bothers me
I think I know what is going to happen and then
well, God changes my mind and I have to bend

The best way to put a smile on God's face
is to tell him to pick up the pace
He has a plan and I am in it all
I just have to wait for his call!

(c)copyright 2010 danni andrew
 

MY FAITH IN ME

When I put my faith in me
It is the struggle that I see
When I put my faith in God
His ways I will applaude

His timing is impeccable
My timing is dispiccable
His timing is right on task
My timing leaves me to ask

I wonder what takes so long
I worry when I do wrong
I push, trying to achieve
When I just need to believe

When will I stop and learn
His grace I cannot earn
When all I see is the strife
God just wants to change my life

(c)copyright 2010 Danni

So, how do you mend a broken heart?  

How do you mend a broken heart

How do you give life another start

How do you know when is enough

When do you say I'm not that tough

Decisions I make, I hang my head

The consequences fill me with dread

I am reminded of what I have done

I am reminded again and again, I run

Where is it that I can really hide

How can I stop the pain thats inside

To the ends of the earth I try to go

To escape my captivation and woe

I ring my hands, and I cry with shame

I no longer care much for this game

Wishing to go back and decide again

Wishing that over this I would win

Tis' a lesson I might never ever forget

Upon my lap my tears make me wet

I ask for forgiveness yet one more time

His answer is a shock to this rhyme

He has forgiven me there is no thought

What I have done for Him is naught

His answer to me is plain and clear

It is I, that I must forgive and dry a tear

Forgiving myself is hardest for to do

I cannot forgive myself, yet I forgive you

God has forgiven me for I know this pain

Beating myself up is not for any gain

Slowly I lift my head laying down the guilt

Taking down the walls that I have built

So much has changed, so much tried

I am hurt, but it was to myself that I lied

A lesson in loving and a lesson in shame

I cannot bend the rules to this old game

Sooner or later I must face this reality

Tis' the only way for my sunlight to see

Quality Time

Guns and cannons explode.

My son plays video games.

I rub my forehead. It is not helping.

I watch the game,

trying to spend,

quality time.

He has an idea.

A game I might like.

A destruction game.

I roll my eyes.

I follow his directions.

My monsters name is George.

I make George jump,

up and down on the building,

boom, boom, bang.

George punches the building,

points fly out, 200, 300 and more.

The building starts to fall.

George jumps off the building,

descending into puffs of smoke.

I begin to smile.

Spending quality time.

Danni

Papa

Reduced to a shriveled old man. 

His hands, arms, and legs

don’t work anymore,

the ravages of Multiple Sclerosis

have taken that away from him. 

His eyes twinkle

as he calls me a grouch. 

I laugh wondering if he

truly knows the reality of it. 

We talk about things,

how is my Mom,

his wife of 25 years. 

We talk about nothing. 

He asks me to wipe his eyes. 

Family is often not born

of flesh and blood,

but of the connections

time lays at our feet. 

I have watched him

as a strong man,

able to get around

and do things. 

Slowly over the years

he has been reduced to this.

He has his mind,

yet his body has failed him. 

He is my Dad as if he had been there

at conception. 

He wasn’t,

but he is my Papa.

BEST FRIENDS

Hold my hand, my dreams and my heart!

To love each other and never part

We stand together in the rain

Through the good times and the pain

To hold a roof, pillars stand slightly apart

Yet, we share the same heart

Through this life and to the end

Always be my best friend

WHEN?

When do the tears begin to run?

Usually at the end of all the fun!

When does the piper begin to pay?

Usually at the end of a very long day

So when do the tears begin to dry?

When you look heavenward and sigh

When does the piper put his pipe away?

When in Jesus arms you decide to hide away!

Is there a problem that is so very big?

Something out of which you cannot dig?

With your own shovel you scrape the surface

Jesus will simply wipe the tears from your face.

When will I put my shovel and my piper away?

When will I get tired of this whole play?

When will I decide that I can no longer dig out?

When I let go of myself, and my fear and doubt!

Danni

I QUIT!!!

While lying here upon my bed

Wondering why the hurt is in my head

The struggle that goes on inside of me

I sit up and now a clear picture I see

The more I struggle the more I hurt

The more the tears fall upon my shirt

Tis' not until the moment I quit

It is that without stress I will quietly sit

It hurts too much to keep the battle going

I give up, I quit!  I just want peace to bring

It didn't happen the way I wanted it to

But, I am not going to be sad and blue

I'm just tired of fighting the battle of pride

Because it makes me hurt so much inside

I don't want to fight the battle anymore

So I will quit!  For there is no longer a score

I am so much more peaceful inside

There is nothing that I wish to hide

To give up means I give the control to Him

And, that is a battle that I want to win

THE LION IN MY KITCHEN

There is a lion in my kitchen, why does he roar

As I don't even see him lying upon my floor

I look away, and pretend he doesn't exist at all

If I don't look at him, I will not trip, nor will I fall

If I pretend he is not in my kitchen today

I don't have to make a decision I say

So I look away and my face I do hide

From this fear that is building up inside

How can I ignore something that is so big

Dress it up fancy and put on a purse and a wig

Ignoring my problems will not make them go

Looking this way, and that way, and to and fro

Whatever it is that I do not see the chaos

The stress has made me become quite cross

Finally I look at the floor and I do believe

Tis' not a lion for which I must retrieve

The problem is actually just a kitten on the floor

My worry and my stress has made it appear more

It is best to stop and look at what is going on

For dealing with the problem brings a solution

The lion does not roar in my kitchen anymore

The kitten is meowing and no longer sore

I faced the problem and a solution was found

My life is calm and the lion is no longer around

 What is it that you seek?
A big car long and sleek
Do fancy clothes catch your eye?
Or diamond rings make you sigh

A special man handsome and tall
A wink might just make you fall
And long legs in the next pew
About his heart, do you have a clue?

A shopping list for the Lord?
I must have the very last word
I want this man Lord you see
A certain man would make me happy

I had a plan of what was best
You see I had checked out the rest
I know the make and model I want
He wont be the one to say I can't

That day as I hung my saddened head
I could barely get myself out of bed
Why hadn't God answered my prayer
Didn't He have many blessings to share?

Instead of praying God I want....
I began to pray, "God I want....your will"
I want a man with a heart for you
What he looks like is Gods secret too

My prayer now is for a car that runs
A roof over my head and out of the sun
A job where I can share His love
And speak of his messages from above

As far as a husband goes today
There is just one thing I have to say
Give me a man that is true, and

and most of all with a heart for you

Danni

 

So, what is a dream?

Hope, or so it seams

What is it I want to do?

Is this for me or you?

A dream is nothing at all

Until you take your first fall

Is it really worth the work

My duties I won't shirk

Thoughts in the back of my mind

What is the path I can find

A dream is a dream still

Until you exercise your will

A dream is only a dream you see

Until work makes it become reality

Sweat on the brow, dirt under nails

Without the work a dream fails

So what is your dream worth to you

Will you sit here and be sad and blue?

Or will you get up and walk the line

To make your dream a reality this time?

Danni

FIND THE PATH

I look at the person in front of me

What is it that I really want to see

I look at the lines upon his face

Full of beauty or full of grace

What is it that I think I saw

A man of God or an outlaw

Beauty at times, is only skin deep

What I wish is for a heart to keep

What battles really rage inside

What are you trying to hide

Wounds of battles long past

Am I ready for something to last

How am I to know what is the best

How do I put my thoughts to the test

There is a man who really knows

A man who causes love to grow

For on my knees I find the truth

I don't need a private eye or sleuth

Peace comes upon my weary heart

It's up to Jesus for a brand new start

Thank you Lord for the peace of mind

I don't have to decide this time

The decision is up to Jesus alone

As usual, His true grace is shown

Danni

(c)copyright 2005

ON DAWNS EARLY LIGHT!

Father God bless us that we may not fall from Grace

As we handle the problems that our Nation does face

May we remember our leaders through the years

And we ponder what might have been their worst fears

This great nation, she is based on many a prayer

On bended knee’s with so many a heart felt tear

We have lived through Pearl Harbor and nine eleven

This has served to bring many of us closer to heaven

We will not be shaken, and we will always stand tall

So long as we remember what was our original call

Above us flies the stars and the stripes forever

I pray Lord Jesus that our troops we will forget never

Do not forget what they have done for us every day

And daily a prayer from my mouth that we might say

Just how much we appreciate those across the waters

Soldiers, Mothers Fathers, spouses, sons and daughters

Dictators come and dictators go, but God stands forever

I pray that those ties with God I might not wish to sever

One Nation Under God, United we will forever stand

So long as we remember, who really is in command

Danni

© copyright 2004

FALLING LEAVES

There is a tree along wandering wood

I stopped to look as long as I could

A few golden leaves upon old dead bough

Holding on as long as they could for now

I stood and stared at this majestic tree

Wondering what it was going to teach me

Whether to hang on, or let go and let God

Finally along the path I did plod

For hanging to the limb’s dead bough

The leaves were afraid to let go right now

Afraid to fall upon the cold hard ground

Not certain what was there, nary a sound

A few leaves drifted upon that ground

A cushion of other leaves is what they found

Others who had come before, broke their fall

One helping the other, many made an easy call

Life must go on for humans as it does

What is before us, and not what was

Leaves change with seasons, and so must we

Look not what is behind, but what is in front of me

Danni

© copyright 2003