George Wootton Poems
|1.||Until Death Us Do Part||6/2/2007|
|2.||Our Love Is Like The Daffodils||6/5/2007|
|3.||Whose Children Are These?||6/5/2007|
|4.||A Child Is A Terrible Thing To Waste||6/11/2007|
|5.||Lost Souls Of Wandering Boys||6/11/2007|
|7.||Come Home Son, Supper's Ready||5/30/2007|
|10.||Warehouses Of Wisdom||6/22/2007|
|12.||Hunny I Miss You||6/22/2007|
|14.||Once Upon A Fairytale||11/4/2007|
|16.||How Far We Have Come||6/16/2007|
|17.||The Best Gift Ever||11/4/2007|
|18.||A Special Soul||6/16/2007|
|20.||The Old Home Place||5/31/2007|
|21.||Springtime In Oklahoma||5/25/2007|
|22.||Endeavor To Persevere||6/16/2007|
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Endeavor To Persevere
When best-laid plans have fallen to waste
and frustration abounds in their former place,
when failure looms with doubts and fears
we must endeavor to persevere!
When dreams are shattered and hopes are dashed,
goals upon the shoals have crashed,
when gladness is but a memory dear
let us endeavor to persevere.
When sons and daughters from God rebel
and the paths they follow lead straight to hell
your fervent prayers God does not hear
pledge to endeavor to persevere.
When wracked with pain, our body worn,
youth is spent, don't be forlorn, ...
Mother, such a beautiful word just the sound brings a smile to my heart.
Just the thought of the word takes me back through the years by the memories that shall never depart.
Memories of an often rebellious child unknowing of her grief and pain,
unwilling to help ease her burdens and fears, harboring only thoughts of self gain.
How many times I must have broken her heart by the things I have said and done
and only God knows how my mother's love could survive for such an uncaring son.