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Okay, besides Haagen Dazs and sleeping late on Saturdays. Cold milk and cereal and cartoons; roller skates and wind sailing. I enjoy walking through the woods and listening to the waters as they beat against the shore. We enjoy dinners in the park and sweet nothings in the dark. One of my new found joys is Facebook. I have the opportunity to talk with family andd friends from all over or just play one of my favorite games. This a psalm I wrote in class. Tell me what you think about it. Dear Daddy, dear daddy: You watched over me before I came into this earth to live. You know my thoughts from afar off, and have bottled every tear. I want to be pleasing in my life and give glory. Your little girl listens for your voice and your directions. The devil is trying me even while writing this piece. He tries so hard. I am sick of his taunting at me. If I had your permission in the end; I would love to grap him by his devil tail and slang him into the fiery lake. I ask you to help me, O Lord. Keep me in your will. Complete the good works you began in me until the day of Christ Jesus. I was so delighted in finding my peace in Jesus. I asked Him to stir up the gifts He has deposited into me. My Release, is a mediation of my heart towards my writings. Sometimes I get blocked by distractions, interruptions, and the enemy of my soul. The enemy tries to snatch the seed that God has given and kill the dreams of your heart. I'm writing this thought after several months of distractions, delays, and stops in my progress. He is able to knock you down but he can't keep you down. Look to the hills because God is your help. Always in my heart, I believed the Lord had a plan and purpose for my life. The delay is not stopping the flow of life from God our creator into His creation. After being humbled and placed in a place of humility you can truly say, to God be the glory for the things He has done. My Release This is my release. My poetry is my peace. Words of melody that once filled my heart. Onto the prayer canvas they now depart. Emotional, mental, and physical released.Feelings and thoughts. All written on a literary piece. Some tell of a day's experience inside Some tell of secrets that I no longer hide. Cleverly arranged in verse. Some may say It's a blessing. Other say, it's a curse. It doesn't matter, Which way people may see. My poetry will always be. My release. My release. My release Thank you Jesus For my release Arlenes Theology of Poetry copywritten 2004