Author: peterbaldwinpoet

Happy Birthday Sammy!

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Happy Birthday Sammy,
this is your special day.
I hope this day follows,
your plans in every way.

Sammy just turned four,
getting ready for school.
Grandma will take him,
that’s really cool.

Sammy will do well,
he knows his basic ABCs.
He also knows his numbers,
he counts- 1, 2, 3.

I’m proud of you Sammy,
I know you will do well.
In fact, you’ll do better,
than anyone can tell.

So happy birthday, Sammy,
looking forward to the adventure.
And everything looks bright,
to a great, great future.

His Death was Complete

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There is something I’d like to tell you,
that you may not have thought about.
When Jesus came and died for us,
not a single soul was left out.

God, who knows the entire future,
forever, throughout all eternity.
Knows everyone that will come to Him,
yet still made a way for you and me.

Jesus asked three times,
if the cup could be taken.
But surrendered to the Father’s Will,
caused the world to be shaken.

Jesus was faithful to the very end,
He endured worse than we ever could.
Even the Father had turned away,
as He hung on that cross of wood.

Yet Jesus was the only One,
who could ever pay our debts.
God’s own spotless Lamb,
who suffered without regret.

What more could the Love of God,
have given as a sacrifice?
His One and Only spotless Son,
no other could have paid the price.

Now that Jesus has paved the way,
think hard about the choice.
Choose Jesus and Eternal Life,
call out to Him and life your voice.

Flora

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Flora: how can I explain,
who you really are?
And living for Christ,
you’ve set a high bar.

You always had a smile on your face,
you were a woman beyond compare.
Your smile erased fear,
a shining example of God’s care.

Everyone in your presence,
was comfortable and at peace.
And when you played your music,
the worship of Jesus would increase.

God blessed you with many talents,
and for the glory they were given.
Putting Jesus first in everything,
made your life beautiful and worth living.

It was always such a pleasure,
spending time with you.
Your knowledge and your wisdom,
kept life fresh and new.

Everyone who ever met you,
couldn’t call you anyone but friend.
Your life intertwined with Jesus,
turned out a perfect blend.

Your life has taken many turns,
too many to write about here.
You showed a beautiful way to live,
putting your trust in Christ, no fear.

Flora, I look forward,
to the day we’ll meet again.
I know you’re safe and happy,
you’ve waited for this day that never ends.

Years of Adventure

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This poem is dedicated to my grandson Jared, who turns 18 this week.

The third and final milestone,
of the teenage years,
calls for an ovation,
and many birthday cheers.

Years ago you would be,
considered of legal age.
But times have changed,
now it’s no longer the gauge.

The world says now you must attain,
the future age of twenty-one.
Then you will finally be ready,
to go out and have some fun.

But still yet it changes again,
now you must be twenty-six.
And as for now, I think that’s the age,
when you finally enter the worldly mix.

We’ve been to many different places,
and thrice to Myrtle Beach,
where Putt-Putt Champion,
was within everyone’s reach.

Myrtle Beach had a thunder and lightning storm,
and Grandma got locked out.
Jay was trying to photograph lightning,
he and Jen didn’t know Grandma wasn’t about.

Jared and I found her,
when we came up from the pool.
We had the keycard to enter the room,
we thought that was cool.

Atlanta has also been the town,
we visited more and more.
The aquarium and old Turner Field,
it never became a bore.

The World of Coke a favourite,
we’ve visited more than once.
And drank a world of Coke,
every ounce by ounce.

We even went to Georgia to eat,
at a very special place.
The diner was crowded, we had to wait,
but five turkey dinners set the pace.

We’ve been to the mall with NASCAR,
and battled from dusk ’til dawn.
Jay and Jared beat McMurray,
it was simple, like a yawn.

You never get to go to some places,
you really want to go.
But all in all I think you’re happy,
in the places we got to know.

If it wasn’t for your knowledge,
I would not have this site.
To offer words of encouragement,
and share Jesus’ glorious Light.

We have a better choice to make,
and isn’t it a great thing to know:
we live in the world but are not part of it,
and we’re planted in Christ to grow.

And age is not the criteria,
it’s not on how our life is selected.
It’s our faith in Jesus Christ,
living for Him, that we elected.

The world may seem glorious,
but it has no credibility.
Only living in Christ,
is a guarantee for eternity.

Your choice has been made,
and the future looks bright.
You’ll never walk in darkness,
Jesus is Eternal Light.

So happy birthday Jared,
I’m glad you’re on the right track.
Enjoy the day, it’s special for you,
your future is ahead, never look back.

You And Me

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Love is a very special gift,
it has a quality of its own.
It gives that inner peace and sweetness,
that makes a heart a home.

Through knowledge and eyes of others,
who may paint a pretty portrait.
But the quality of the personal touch,
still manages to escape.

Through the gift of love and grace of God,
we call our mate our friend.
To share, to care, and to pray it through,
from the beginning to the end.

Many years,
may seem like forever.
In God’s eyes,
each year’s a treasure.

Somewhere during,
that span of time,
we’ve come to know,
our Saviour Devine.

And by the power,
of the Holy Ghost,
we raise our voices,
with the Heavenly Host.

And thank the Lord,
for the Word’s begun,
as He blends our two hearts,
to work as one.

Just a thoughtful,
little way,
to help you,
brighten your day.

And put a smile,
on your face,
in spite of,
this place.

A sweet-smelling,
little bouquet,
to brighten a dismal,
rainy day.

And tell you how precious,
you’ll always be.
By the burning you’ve kindled,
deep inside of me.

I love you more today,
than any day before.
And may we grow closer each day,
more and more.

And I’ll see what life can be,
together, united,
as one,
you and me.

How do you say good-bye?

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My friend was 97,
looking forward to 98.
She had all her faculties,
she was doing great.

We talked last Tuesday,
when I gave her a book to read.
Asked her how she was doing,
was there anything she might need?

She said she was fine,
and was going to watch the news.
She had dinner cooking on the stove,
she seemed okay, I had no clues.

But my wife always knew,
when Santa was up and about.
They had a secret code,
which left no doubt.

When the shades were open,
she knew Santa was okay.
But the shades weren’t open,
on that very Wednesday.

It makes me think how life is short,
and I’ve held bitterness towards my brothers.
I never want to be like that again,
I want to be at peace with others.

Santa called me her eldest son,
and worried about Gale & I, always on the run.
She always asked when we would stop,
or when we’d finally be done.

I’ve learned how precious friendship is,
and each day to end with a good-bye.
I know the day will finally come,
when I’ll take time to sit and cry.

Six Steps Down

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Heaven is high above the Earth,
and we seek it for all it’s worth.
Father, Son, & Holy Ghost,
the Trinity with the heavenly Host.

But because of God’s Love,
He sent Jesus from above.
A bloody sacrifice to pay for sin,
a battle man could never win.

Jesus left his Holy Throne,
so in life we’re not alone.
Only Jesus could prepare the way,
so we’d be free from sin today.

It took six steps from heaven to earth,
and four completed before His birth.
He gave up his divine form,
to rescue us from a sin-filled storm.

All He had to do before His ministry,
to pay for sin and set man free.
He emptied Himself of any rights,
He fasted 40 days and 40 nights.

He became a man,
according to the Father’s plan.
He opened the door for a crooked and perverse generation,
to redeem the world through salvation.

He had no desire for worldly fame,
God and human, one and the same.
He took on the role of a servant,
He came to renew God’s covenant.

He willingly gave up his very breath,
He was obedient to the point of death.
The only sacrifice that could make a way,
His precious blood covered all sin that day.

He died a terrible death, enduring the cross,
it was all for gain and not a loss.
Jesus what was impossible for man,
six steps down, God’s merciful plan.