Iâ??m tired of living
without you...

To live in a world so hateful
and try to stand out in a crowd...

So much goes around the web
I get emails everyday...

For those of you who don't understand
the Lord our God is real...

When you go away
my heart will be weak...

In this world we're sinners
of shameful, sorry sin...

You are wonderful,
Lord...

This poem is for my son
precious one...

To Satan, you're a chess game
to move and control you like a bunch of pawns on a...