Inspired Writings

Silent cry

Silent cry deep inside,

Why did my baby have to die?

When someone tells me everything will be alright.

I hear the silent cry deep inside,

Why did my baby have to die?

When someone tells me only GOD knows.

I still hear the silent cry deep inside,

Why did my baby have to die?

When someone tells me the pain will go away;

It doesn’t it just fades day by day.

And I hear that silent cry deep inside,

Why did my baby have to die?

When the day turns to night and everyone is gone.

The silent cry turns into tears in my eyes and I start to cry.

But, then I hear a voice deep inside child don’t cry I will wipe the tears from your eyes. Because little CLOEY has everlasting life.

She has come home to stay so she can run and play.

Now the silent cry has turned into tears of

Joy, Hope, Peace and Love from up above.

Copyright ©2011 by Karen L. Brown

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SHE WAS NOT ALONE

SHE WAS NOT ALONE WHEN HE BROUGHT HER HOME.

ONE LAST BREATH A QUITE SLEEP

AND SHE LEFT THIS TEMPORARY PLACE.

SHE WENT TO THE PLACE OF MERCY, PEACE.

NO MORE SUFFERING, TEARS WIPED AWAY.

WHITE, PINK FLOWERS RESTING ON TOP.

HER HAIR ON THE SIDE, RED BEADED NECKLACE AROUND HER NECK.

A LITTLE PINK FLOWER AND A LITTLE BEAR SNUG SO TIGHT.

A BEAUTIFUL SMILE SO BRIGHT. THEN, THE GRAVE SITE.

A FAREWELL FAMILY AND FRIENDS I WILL SEE YOU ONCE AGAIN.

WINTER WHISPER, BREEZE OF PEACE ON MY FACE.

SHUT MY EYES AND I COULD SEE THE BIRDS SING IN THE TREES.

SWEET SCENT, SUNS WARM EMBRACE.

AMAZING GRACE, I CAN SEE DEEP WITHIN,

IMOGENE WATCHING AND CHEERING US ON,

TO FINISH THE RACE SO WE CAN SEE JESUS FACE TO FACE.

IN LOVING MEMORY OF IMOGENE WALKER GLASS.

Copyright © 2011 by Karen L. Brown

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Forget me not

When I see her smile and hear her laugh,

(Forget me not)

It is the whisper that I can hear.

When I see her face,

(Forget me not)

It is the grace that I can hear.

In the dark and in the pain,

(Forget me not)

It is the song that I can hear, it sounds like the rain.

In fear and doubt,

(Forget me not)

It is the peace that I can hear.

Forget me not, is the prettiest blue flower I have ever seen.

So somehow in my thought of Donna all I can hear is

Forget me not,

Forget me not.

So in every smile,

Every tear,

Every prayer,

I will hear forget me not.

And when I see the little blue flower, I will see Donna smile,

Forget me not is the message that I will hear.

Grace, Peace, Love.

In loving memory of my sister in Christ Donna Wright.

Copyright © March 2007 by Karen L. Brown

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ᎠᏴ ᏫᎵ ᎰᏩᎠᏰᎸᏗ ᎡᏆ POTTER

I WILL TRUST THE GREAT POTTER

ᎯᎳᎠᎢᏳ ᎠᏴ ᎠᎾᎩᏍᏗ ᏗᎬᏩᎶᏒ ᎠᎹᏱ

When I go through the waters;

ᎡᏆ ᎤᏦᎠᏎᏗ

Of great trouble

ᎠᏴ ᏫᎵ ᎰᏩᎠᏰᎸᏗ ᎡᏆ Potter

I will trust the Great Potter

ᎾᏍᎩᎠᏍᎦᏯ ᏩᏂᎨᎢ ᎣᏩᏒ ᎠᏓᏅᏙ ᎾᏍᎩ ᏰᎵᏇ ᎤᏠᏱ ᎤᏤᎵ

As He softens my heart so it can be like His

ᎯᎳᎠᎢᏳ ᎠᏴ ᎠᎾᎩᏍᏗ ᏗᎬᏩᎶᏒ ᎤᏪᏴ

When I go through rivers;

ᎡᏆ ᎤᏦᎠᏎᏗ ᎠᏴ ᏫᎵ ᎰᏩᎠᏰᎸᏗ ᎡᏆ Potter

Of great difficulty I will trust the Great Potter

ᎾᏍᎩᎠᏍᎦᏯ ᎦᏅᎦᎸᏗ ᎠᏴ

As he purifies me

ᎯᎳᎠᎢᏳ ᎠᏴ ᎠᎾᎩᏍᏗ ᏗᎬᏩᎶᏒ ᎠᏥᎸ

And when I go through the fires;

ᎡᏆ Oppression

Of great oppression

ᎠᏴ ᏫᎵ ᎰᏩᎠᏰᎸᏗ ᎡᏆ Potter

I will trust the Great Potter

ᎾᏍᎩᎠᏍᎦᏯ ᏄᎵᏂᎬᎬ ᎠᏴ

As He strengthens me

ᎡᏆ Potter ᎠᎦᏔᎭ ᎯᎳᎪ ᎤᏣᏘ ᎠᏴ ᎦᏙᎬ

The Great Potter knows how much flames I can stand;

ᎾᏍᎩᎠᏍᎦᏯ ᏫᎵ ᎦᎾᏌᏁᏍᏗ ᎠᏴ ᎠᏥᏄᏫᏍᎬ ᎯᎳᎠᎢᏳ ᎠᏴ ᎠᏛᏅᎢᏍᏔᏃᏅ

He will pull me out when I am ready

ᎠᏴ ᏝᏰᎵ ᎤᎵᏰᏒ ᎠᎴ consumed

I won't be burnt or consumed;

ᎡᏆ Potter ᎦᎪ ᎤᎭ ᎪᏢᏅᎯ ᎠᏴ ᎤᎪᎲᎩ ᎠᏂᏍᏆᏗᏍᎬ

The Great Potter who has created me saw the finishing;

ᎭᏫᎾᏗᏢ ᎠᏓᎴᏂᏍᎬ

In the beginning

ISAIAH 43:2, 64:8

BY KAREN L. BROWN ᏣᎳᎩ ᎠᏴᏫᏯ ᎠᎨᏴ

BY KAREN L. BROWN A CHEROKEE INDIAN WOMAN.

11/22/2006

PROVERBS 3:5 TRUST IN THE LORD WITH ALL YOUR HEART.

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