PORTRAIT COMPLETED by Ruth Bell Graham

Ruth Bell Graham began this poem for her mother when she was nineteen years old on Mother’s Day 1940. She finished it thirty-four years later on November 8, 1974, the day her mother died. PORTRAIT COMPLETED As the portrait is unconscious of the master artist’s touch, unaware of growing beauty, …

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What Are You Selling?

With You is the fountain of life; in Your light do we see light. Psalm 36:9 The day dawns bright, puts sand in your eyes curse the notion, but risings next, and then you try to find the door, the road, your work, nothing more. Struggle to care, struggle in …

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The Computer Swallowed Grandma

The computer swallowed grandma. Yes, honestly it’s true! She pressed ‘control’ and ‘enter’ and disappeared from view. It devoured her completely, The thought just makes me squirm. She must have caught a virus or been eaten by a worm. I’ve searched through the recycle bin And files of every kind; …

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