Like Robert Frost
In his great poem,
"The Road Not Taken"
Is where I've gone
...
Snow covered mountains lay within my vision.
Covered white and gleaming,
God's supreme decision.
Never have I seen or heard-
...
February Fourth
Like Robert Frost
In his great poem,
"The Road Not Taken"
Is where I've gone
I chose to go the way of God
Instead of security and getting by
I could have had a comfy bed
Instead I cry and bless the dead.
The choice was mine
I don't deny,
But now I'm home, yet still cry,
I loved the ones I hurt the most
But God forgot, don't ask me why!
With Jesus as my way for life
His presence is love, not a knife.
I wish to greet the gates someday,
But now I'll wait so I can pray.
Hi Greta, I found you on this site. Hope all is well with you. I lived across the street from you on Kimball Avenue. I see that Janet Scully has been in touch also. I love your poetry. Regards, Ann Fugmann (Ipsen)
I have been trying to reach you, again, for years. Where did you go? AOL e-mail was no longer valid. Finally after another one of my random searches of Greta Suits, I find this new poem site. Please contact your best childhood friend! Your poetry is music to my ears. Please let me know you are ok, and all will be well with me. Lord I pray this message gets to you Love, Janet (lov2skydive@excite.com)
Hey girl! I googled you and this popped up. I have been thinking about you and wondering how you were doing. Perhaps we can get in touch! May the Lord bless you. Contact me at walshmary61yahoo.com!