Gerald Bergeron Poems

I often wondered what it would be like in heaven, all the things that we would see.
So I let my thoughts just carry me away, to that place I have longed to be.

Where the sky is oh so beautiful, and is always blue each day. The fragrance is one that only God could create, that would melt all your worry away.
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I turned to face the Savior, His glimpse it caught my eye. “Oh, Lord I could never deny you impossible I would rather die.”
However, at that very moment when my words began to part, the rooster crowed and He looked at me, His stare it broke my heart.
I fled that place in agony; did I really deny my Lord? Did my words betray His trust in me; it sliced me like a sword.
As I stood there weeping I could see no hope, and it hurt from deep within.
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“I am going to give you one more chance, to deny this one you call Lord.” These were the words of an evil tyrant, who threatened them with his sword.

They kept the faith and trusted God, even knowing that they would die. One by one, they would to lay down their lives, never stopping to ask, God why.
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I beheld the hand of wickedness and its envy scarred my soul.
To see the world in such a terrible way, and watch it continue to grow.

The lies all came in a different language, that only evil could comprehend. Still when they spoke of who was at fault, the truth they were quick to bend.
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The bible is like a puzzle, each piece contains a plan. With the sixty-six pieces in this puzzle, the outcome is so grand.

Many authors added their pieces, inspired to write God’s design. God was the one who gave them the pieces, so that each one would fall in line.
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The children today are caught in a trap, of all the glitter of the Hollywood stars. The music has taken control of their thoughts, like a prisoner behind steel bars.

The pressure they face has been magnified, by their friends and their own disgrace, all that they have will be taken away, and another will steal their place.
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As I was thinking back to when I was a child, I thought of those great times I had. Just out climbing trees or maybe fishing in the river, but those times were seldom sad.

We could buy candy for a single penny, and pop for just a dime. A movie for only thirty cents was free the second and third time.

All our days were carefree ones, and there was nothing to do but play.
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