Carolyn Ford Witt

Rookie - 55 Points (1943 / Indiana USA)

Carolyn Ford Witt Poems

1. Fried Apple Pies 9/21/2009
2. You Know....My Love Is True 9/21/2009
3. Feather On My Pillow 9/21/2009
4. For The Bible Told Me So 9/21/2009
5. Granmaw 9/21/2009
6. This Closed Door 9/21/2009
7. I Can Endure 9/21/2009
8. A Poet's Lair 9/21/2009
9. Loves Last Sweet Song 9/21/2009
10. Hymn Of Hope 9/21/2009
11. Young Man Full Of Dreams 9/21/2009
12. First Encounters 9/21/2009
13. Winter's Wonder 9/21/2009
14. Joy Of Music 9/21/2009
15. Arise! 9/21/2009
16. Take Back Control 9/21/2009
17. In My Lord I Trust 9/21/2009
18. River Walk 9/19/2009
19. Feelings 9/19/2009
20. My Love 9/19/2009
21. Bended Knee 9/19/2009
22. My Eternal Song 9/19/2009
23. Our Father's Care 9/19/2009
24. Consider The Wind 9/19/2009
25. In My Heart 9/21/2009
26. His Grace 9/21/2009
27. A Gift Of Heart 9/21/2009
28. From Sands Of Time 9/21/2009
29. Love You, Mom! 9/21/2009
30. Love Fills My Heart 9/21/2009
31. These Sticks And Stones 9/21/2009
32. Happy Valentine's Day 9/21/2009
33. In Bethleham 9/21/2009
34. The Simplicity Of God's Plan 9/21/2009
35. Eve Of A New Year 9/21/2009
36. No More Holidays 9/21/2009
37. Santa's Special Christmas 9/21/2009
38. Make Room 9/21/2009
39. New Year's Resolution 9/21/2009
40. In Solemn Stillness 9/21/2009
Best Poem of Carolyn Ford Witt

- * A Soldier's Prayer * -

- * A SOLDIER'S PRAYER * -

I stand here in this foreign land
As I look into the sky
And see a full and glowing moon
Abiding there on High.

So far away, I know you are,
In a land where Freedom stands
That's why I am still fighting,
Here in these foreign lands.

In freedom, my eyes behold
The beauty as I see;
And pray that soon....no more in fear
Those unshackled, will stand with me.

For everyday, I cherish more....
The freedom for which I fight
And pray these actions that I take
Will help our lands Unite. ...

Read the full of - * A Soldier's Prayer * -

* Shouting Hallaluah*

I'm walking in the sunshine
Across the new mown field
Talking with my Father
To see what it will yield.

Shouting Hallaluah
Shouting Praises to the Lord
Singing all His praises
'N spreading far His word.

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