From Our Hearts

I read a story upon a wall down a dirty, empty alley today,
about a child lost in a world of silence with so much he wanted to say,
this boy he looked all around for a person who he could trust,
he wanted to give us all his ideas you see, to him this was a must,
he has food for all the hungry and homes for all the poor,
he has the answer to every problem that has led up to every war,
ways to invent the unthinkable and gadgets to go along,
knowledge of how the Earth will end, because what we predict is wrong,
cures for major illnesses and treatment for the deaf and blind,
ways to have a lunatic change their ways and live life with a stable mind,
global warming solutions and how to keep our oceans clean,
I thought aloud, "How could somebody this amazing, live and never be seen?"
as I continued this amazing story tears flowed from each eye,
I truly believe that not a single word I read today could have been a lie,
and as I turned to walk away I felt I was no longer alone,
I caught the eye of a stranger wearing nothing but flesh and bone,
and upon his back were whip marks this poor soul had surly been beat,
thats when I noticed the holes that he had in both his hands and feet,
I asked him who had done this to him and he smiled and shed a tear,
"My daughter," he replied "I have waited so long for somebody willing to hear".
Written by Betty Schumacher.
Father in Heaven from a 3 year old.
Please bless my home, my toys and my fish (we only have 1 left because the other 3 swam down the potty),
please tell my sister that I can have more than 2 gum balls at a time (By the way she has been very naughty),
make fat cat be nice when I walk by him (so he doesn't get my toes),
and tell my papa everything is alright( and that every kid picks their nose),
keep everyone safe and warm and let them have food in their belly(I will share),
don't let monsters come in my house anymore( last time they put gum in my hair),
thanks for my garden and flowers momma said I cant touch( I think I will pick her one today),
and we sure love you and you love us I bet( how about you come to my house so that we can play!).
Amen. Written by Betty Schumacher
The Gift
From the time you are born until your time on earth is through,
There is a gift you carry unseen even by the eyes of you,
It doesn't sit inside a box wrapped with pretty paper and a bow,
This is a gift from heaven that most don't take the time to know,
This present is not replaceable nor are you able to trade,
You will never find a shop in which one of these are made,
This gift is something given in hopes it will return,
Walking through the gates of heaven not damned to hell to burn,
Some call them imagination, some say they are shadows passing by,
Some call them ghostly spirits, while others don't even try,
These are Angels sent from heaven, expected to one day return,
Walking through the gates of heaven not damned to hell to burn,
Angels sometimes become noticed when a type of miracle takes place,
When a person is still alive after death stared into their face,
Or when a new born baby born with eyes that can not see,
Grows up and describes the worlds beauty better than you and me,
Angels can not teach you right from wrong they do not control your fate,
They will not tell you who to love or if it's right to hate,
They are here to live as you do, and one day to hold your hand,
As your body exhales the final breath and your soul takes a stand.
Written by Betty Schumacher