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(The poems on these pages are by
Ronnie D. Shreve


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~Wildflowers~

by: O'Puppy

Dressed by nature, kissed with love
Reaching up, to stars above
Fields of beauty, dewed by night
Waiting for, each dawning light

Standing tall, when day awakes
All along, earths quiet lakes
Hidden splendors, come undone
Far beneath, a morning sun

Waterfalls, in forests green
Heavens setting, sight unseen
Color wheels, red white and blue
Yellows, purples, set a view

Flying insects, buzz around
In a meadow, filled with sound
Wildlife moving, cautiously
Yet the flowers, stand so free

Wonder why, they call them wild
When they seem, so meek and mild
Precious blooms, these gifts so faint
Live unnoticed, without complaint

Ronnie Shreve
Used with Permission
Copyright ©2003 Ronnie D. Shreve

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"White Water"
is used with permission
and is copyright © By Geoff Anderson


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~Sacrifice-A World Lost Of Itself~



by: O' Puppy

~Sacrifice-A World Lost Of Itself~



by: O' Puppy

Another strange October morning
And fear is building all around
Some sniper just relayed his warning
As one more body hits the ground

Yet in a room, a team of surgeons
Have braved the night to save a life
While in a daze, a husband burdens
On how to live without his wife

It seems the world has lost direction
A heart is snuffed without remorse
We drift without self dedication
And wonder why we're so off course

Whatever went with love thy neighbor
Or living by the golden rule
We should've left things as they once were
Before a prayer was banned from school

My soul cries out as I'm reminded
John 3:16, was like today
A world God loved, stood lost and blinded
As they carried His Son away.

Ronnie D. Shreve © 2002

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