Windblown clouds
Dabbed across a cobalt sky. Blue to cobalt Cobalt to navy Navy to grey Grey to black. First bright star Icy smooth water Reflections slightly warped Of windblown clouds lined with gold Ice like fingers Reaching out Thin ice White ice Cold ice. Red rock like fingers Jutting out. Reaching toward Windblown-clouds Lined with gold Dabbed against a Cobalt sky. By: Me:) We went on a twilight hike this evening, inspiring this poem. I sort of forgot I had a blog this week. Whoops. Ella asked me today, "Why didn't Jesus get off the cross if he could?" And as I told her, "He stayed there because he loves you. Because he wants you to go to heaven and he had to die to do that," it hit me how much God must love us. Sometimes you take those stories for granted because you heard them so many times and it helps to see them in a new light.
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Cameo
2/11/2015 05:44:53 am
Hey, hey!!!
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Jesus girl! (aka Hannah)
2/11/2015 11:29:56 am
Thanks!
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About Me!Hannah writes to satisfy her imagination. She's written six books so far--five of which need to be rewritten--and is working on a seventh. She ranges through a variety of genres, but favors contemporary YA, fixing broken characters. She wants to use her writing to change people and bring hope. She's currently going to college for Nursing and that takes up most of her writing time. She's a rather stereotypical writer, talking to imaginary friends, eavesdropping on people at the store, secretly being nosy, stashing herself away in her room with a paper and pen and chocolate and her teddy bear. She loves Jesus, the way the morning smells, her family of seven (four siblings), old movies, fairy tales, candles at night and helping people. She writes on another blog at nerdywriter.blogspot.com to hopefully build her chances of publication. My Author Site:Archives
December 2016
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