Tom Zart Poems

CHRISTMAS

Christmas is coming and I'm all alone,
With no one to snuggle at night.
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A nations wealth is not it's wheat, oil or gold
But the people who live there both young and old.
Their wealth is a product of mans daily toil
Be they swing wars saber or plow God's soil.
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It's a time of plenty and a time for prayer
A time for families to gather and share.
It's a time to remember those pilgrims past
A time to celebrate life, while it last.
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MY WILD ROSE

You 're the full moon of my nights
And the sunshine of my day
Like a queen upon her throne
You rule what I do and say.
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What would we become without compassion and faith
Selfish, mean, horrible and cruel night and day.
No fear of sin or committing what's wrong
Never to submit, disciple, glorify or pray.
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Christians gather to express their love for God
As they sing songs of His greatness and pray.
They listen to teachers explain the Bible
And why its stories still relate today.
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LIFE BEFORE DEATH

The Lord can close doors no man can open
And open doors no man can close.
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Tolerant, supportive and sympathetic teachers are the best
While most seem ideal, some shouldn't teach at all.
Great teachers find their work fruitful and rewarding
As they pass on their knowledge with love as their call.
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FAITH

So perfect is nature, though not by man
It's the brush of our Master that paints the land.
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In the still dark early morning hours
Westport's bakers begin their God given craft.
Creating life's most mouthwatering pastries
Which make us feel fortified as we socialize and laugh.
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