Mary Murphy Poems

Who knows what God above has planned?
Holding the world in the palm of his hand.
Creator of all we touch, hear, and see.
Creator of all life, love, and beauty.
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All my life I’ve loved the piano,
Yet never heard a note.
All my life I've loved to sing,
But couldn’t use my throat.
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I don’t know what to do,
I’m lost, I’m scared, I’m nothing without you.
my thoughts are tangled and twisted,
my heart, afraid of things it once trusted.
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God designed the heart to be a treasure,
When He filled it with love impossible to measure.
He placed it in a chest,
For there the heart fit best.
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Way after dark
The phone is ringing
Who knows what news
It could be bringing.
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Dear Mom,
I need help,
I’ve done something wrong.
I was too weak,
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Time can become a loss of what we once wanted to say,
and feelings tend to get buried beneath it all.
But soon we learn to rename all this with “yesterday”
looking at tomorrow as the day we will stand tall.
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Today I thought about my death
What would I say with my very last breath?
Who would be there to watch me pass on?
Who would pray for me when I had gone?
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Your new little girl is on her way,
To live a new life with you everyday.
She’ll grow in your footsteps, and live by your love.
As you teach her of the world and her Creator above.
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March 7th 1992
I was introduced to you
When the clock turned 9: 51
My life had finally begun.
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