Tom Zart Poems

MY GHRISTMAS ANGEL


My Christmas angel is always my wife
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COWBOY CODE & LITTLE BABY

I'm riding with an outfit
That’s loyal to its brand
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When we heed God's voice He reveals His wisdom
And our understanding of life expands and grows.
As we serve our Lord with joy and not just as a duty
All which we are is sanctified, justified and shows.
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A game called prison ball was enjoyed in France
while English boys played rounder in short pants.
Town ball was the game that Americans played
While friends and family watched from the shade.
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What would we become without God's blessing of love
Lonely, depressed, scared, angry and sad.
With no one to yearn for or get excited about
No one to turn to, to keep thankful and glad.
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We have been divinely blessed to share God's gifts
To help motivate the hearts and souls of the lost.
Though only if we move from observer to participant
Can we enhance the lives of others at all cost.
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Crying out to God is a spiritual response
To an urgent need, fear, shame, or heartbreak.
A dangerous condition, physical pain, and confusion
Or just to confess our wrongdoing and mistake.
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Christmas is coming and I'm all alone
With no one to snuggle at night.
My wineglass is empty to help dull the desire
To kiss you by soft candlelight.
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What would we become without God's hands of love
Lonely, anxious, scared, intimidated and sad.
With no one to yearn for or get excited about
No one to turn to, to keep thankful and glad.
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What would we become without God's blessing of love
Lonely, depressed, scared, angry and sad.
With no one to yearn for or get excited about
No one to turn to, to keep thankful and glad.
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