'My Lips' 12/8/08 Poem by Sallie Marie Tompkins

'My Lips' 12/8/08



My lips are powerful.
They speak life to a dead situation,
and birth encouragement during preparation.
Smooth as silk, they are care for a dying nation,
with no power and relations.
My lips are joy for someone in sorrow,
hope for some young child's tomorrow.
Happily, ever, after they are,
they are as bright as a star.
Chap stick is a common blend,
words are soft as they mend.
Domination is it's prime example against negativity,
promoting positivity are their great joy.
My lips sing a song of praise,
just daffodils on a long hut summer's day.
They worship God in the beauty of holiness,
and match the class of a bright red dress.
Politics are not a notion,
they are firm, and speak with a conscience like the feel of lotion.
Words settle deep, and are blessings from the top of someone's head to their neat feet.
My lips are a treasure for the gospel,
they think before they speak,
and it's not even considered twice.
My lips are wonderful, beautiful, and at ease.
My lips are a symbol of a cool winter's refreshing breeze.
Yes, I do cover them when I sneeze.
I savor the flavor wit soul food,
I reach out to the ones that are misunderstood.
As I said before my lips are a treasure,
for that forgotten about beggar.
They don't judge, they exalt,
they don't blame or speak fault,
cuz they realize everyone has not been taught.
As funny as this may sound,
they remind me of Smoky with tears of a clown.
My lips are passionate, radiating in glory,
to help someone with their story.
My lips belong to my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ...
His word my lips do bite.. and He lets me know,
every little is going to be all right...
My lips are like a kite,
they fly, celebrate, meditate, and appreciate the lovely sky that looks down on you.
My lips love biscuits, not funny wishes,
they crave Aunt Jessie's Kitchen..
My lips are a well of love for my husband to be,
and a soul salvation for someone to enter into eternity.
Everyone, welcome to my lips that stay fit in harmony with recital love flowing from the river of my soul.
Everyone, give it up for my faithful, loving, lips, that enjoy Edy's Chocolate Bits! ! !
Everyone, love my lips!

Sallie Tompkins 2008 Copyright
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