TerriJo James (New Hartford, New York (suburb of Utica))
Biography of TerriJo James
I grew as a Preacher's daughter. My mother was an English Major. She graduated top of her class and received a scholarship. She wrote some things herself, but until I saw them, I never knew she had the same gift as I.
TerriJo James Poems
The Strength Of Jesus
The strength of Jesus Ties their hearts; She sits by the gates of Heaven; She sits by the weak and the lost;
the quiet one.... the innocent one.. five years old posing for a picture
Mouse In The House
There's a little mouse in the house At the wild and wooly hill upon the scape; There's a tiny bird flying round As I sleep...and wake...sleep...and wake;
Spirit Of Adoption
The spirit of adoption enters us.. Our hearts Bound together like glue Holds fast and we see
In The Quiet
In the quiet warm, I see you squatting In the mud puddle which Clouds and rain and dirt had created.
Snails Vs. Worms
We hunted worms in the black of night After a rain; Sort of what the Spanish do. They look for snails in the morning after a rain
Death Awaits As he Begins
Dedicated To A Man Named Jeff At Shawnee...
I feel like a marshmallow, that is squished; One thing that I hadn't wished. I feel all squishy inside, As if someone was running over my hide.
In touch with God; That's all we want to be; To see our Saviour face to face The one who set us free.
For The Man Who Died
Tears for the squadron Of Patron Eight Deployment, Sigonella,
Island Of Paradise
On a windy, skinny paved road To and from each day I pass Knowing not the neighbors that live there; Knowing not their language,
Joseph Only Suffered Endlessly
Children Coloring Blue Yellow
Few are chosen Realizing the gold If friends are friends, Elite members will be found and kept.