Pause for Poetry — Beauty of Your Presence

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem written by my writer-friend, Shirley Specht Johnson.

The Beauty of Your Presence

by Shirley Specht Johnson

Listening to the quiet,

The whispers of the soul.

The beauty of your presence,

As the day unfolds.

Dew drops speak refreshing,

Songbirds lift their praise.

Flowers reach in faith,

Sun hugs morning with its rays.

The beauty of your presence,

As the day unfolds.

Listening to the quiet,

As you whisper to the soul.

Shirley Specht Johnson loves to share inspiration and encouragement through her writing. She is a member of SCBWI. She loves to read and has volunteered at her local Public Library as an Adult Literacy Tutor. She shares moments of inspiration and her writing life at her blog.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Pause for Poetry — Love Notes

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem written by my writer-friend, Shirley Specht Johnson.

Love Notes
By Shirley Specht Johnson

Love’s words are spoken in peaceful ways,

Love walks in kindness through its day.

Love discerns along the way,

in solitude, there Love prays.

Love sustains the wounded soul,

when others say just let go.

Love forgives those that broke its heart,

Love is willing to make a new start.

Love dresses not in trendy styles,

but clothes itself with grace.

Love appears in moments in an ordinary place.

Love helps with homework, tends to the sick, runs to the grocery store.

Love goes to work, pays the bills, and Love does so much more.

Love perseveres, is confident and is assured,

Love never whispers an unprofitable word.

Love listens to understand, encourages along the way,

Love celebrates with others the joy of their day.

Love walks in wisdom, never acts foolishly,

Love seeks no profit, it seeks no victory.

Love embraces goodness, holds to what is true,

Love can change a circumstance, Love can make things new.

1 Corinthians 13:13 (AMP) …….but the greatest of these is love.

Shirley Specht Johnson loves to share inspiration and encouragement through her writing. She is a member of SCBWI. She loves to read and has volunteered at her local Public Library as an Adult Literacy Tutor. She shares moments of inspiration and her writing life at her blog.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Pause for Poetry – On That Day

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem written by my writer-friend, Shirley Specht Johnson.

On That Day
by Shirley Specht Johnson

With a broken heart, HE died for thee.

All His love upon that tree.

Never knowing the debt he paid,

on that dark and lonely day.

Sin and sickness of every soul.

What great love did he hold?

People grieved, people mourned.

The sun was darkened; the veil was torn.

But then,

on another day.

They found the stone was rolled away.

He rose from death in that tomb,

knowing souls before their mother’s womb

He walked with grace, He saw with love,

He spoke of hope from above.

He left a word “Do not grieve.”

“I’ll send you comfort.” “Just believe.”

So, walk with grace, see with love,

Speak of hope from above.

For on that day He died for thee,

He died for all humanity.

Shirley Specht Johnson loves to share inspiration and encouragement through her writing. She is a member of SCBWI. She loves to read and has volunteered at her local Public Library as an Adult Literacy Tutor. She shares moments of inspiration and her writing life at her blog.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Pause for Poetry – Through Faith’s Eyes

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem written by my writer-friend, Shirley Specht Johnson.

Through Faith’s Eyes

by Shirley Specht Johnson

Through faith’s eyes
I see you standing
at an altar of prayer
Tears are gently flowing,
God’s mercy is very clear.
Nothing can impair the vision that I see
I embrace the promises given to me.
Through faith’s eyes
I see you holding
to the Savior’s hands.
I understand the purpose.
I understand the plan.
I embrace the promises
And the words He speaks to me.
When I look at you.
Know,
That it is through faith’s eyes I see.

Shirley Specht Johnson loves to share inspiration and encouragement through her writing. She is a member of SCBWI. She loves to read and has volunteered at her local Public Library as an Adult Literacy Tutor. She shares moments of inspiration and her writing life at her blog.

I’d love to hear your thoughts on the subject. Leave a comment below. If you think others would appreciate reading this, please share it through the social media buttons.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Pause for Poetry — Love Letters

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem written by my writer-friend, Shirley Specht Johnson.

Love Letters
by Shirley Specht Johnson

Reading those love letters from long long ago
without understanding how the depths of love goes.

A young heart quick to take flight,
eyes without vision, eyes without sight

Then came the day the steps were no longer light,
Then came the day there was fog, there was night.

The days of hunger, You were there to feed.
The days of hunger You supplied the need.

The days of thirst You quenched my soul.
The days of thirst, You never let go.

The days of heartache You removed despair.
The days of heartache You embraced with care.

The days of abandonment You remained a strong friend,
The days of abandonment, You revealed beginning, not end.

Oh, that young heart quick to take flight
eyes without vision, eyes without sight.

You rooted, grounded, anchored it so,
Oh this Love, this Love I now know

Let others find Your Love Letters
through the life I lead.
Let my life be the Letters
You want them to read.

Reading those Love Letters from long long ago,
now understanding how the depths of love goes.

Shirley Specht Johnson loves to share inspiration and encouragement through her writing. She is a member of SCBWI. She loves to read and has volunteered at her local Public Library as an Adult Literacy Tutor. She shares moments of inspiration and her writing life at her blog.

I’d love to hear your thoughts on the subject. Leave a comment below. If you think others would appreciate reading this please share it through the social media buttons.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Pause for Poetry — Always Know

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem written by my writer-friend, Shirley Specht Johnson.

 Always Know

By Shirley Specht Johnson

Always know God’s word is true,

no matter what men say.

Always Know Jesus hears you,

He hears you when you pray.

Always know his love for you is

oh so tender and true.

Always Know His forgiveness flows

and His mercy too.

Always walk with Jesus and know

you will never be alone.

Always know the prayers you’ve prayed

go continually before the throne.

Shirley Specht Johnson loves to share inspiration and encouragement through her writing. She is a member of SCBWI. She loves to read and has volunteered at her local Public Library as an Adult Literacy Tutor. She shares moments of inspiration and her writing life at her blog.

I’d love to hear your thoughts on the subject. Leave a comment below. If you think others would appreciate reading this please share it through the social media buttons.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Pause for Poetry Far Away Christmas

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem written by my writer-friend, Shirley Specht Johnson.

Far Away Christmas

By Shirley Specht Johnson

I was looking for Christmas from long long ago,
gathering together and time moving slow.
The aroma of cakes, cookies and bread,
snowflakes falling, the joy of a sled.
Angels in the snow, building snowmen too,
the wintery art that families do.
Hats and boots, losing a glove,
quiet mornings, the coo of a dove.
Homes that sang Christmas with each shining light,
that one little star that shone in the night.
The delicate hymn, the choir’s song,
skating with friends all day long.
Family and friends were always so near
the wonderful story, the evening prayer.
I was looking for Christmas from long long ago,
When family was close and time moved so slow,
I thought all those Christmases were so far away,
then they appeared in my heart,
so close they’ll stay.

Shirley Specht Johnson loves to share inspiration and encouragement through her writing. She is a member of SCBWI and is currently participating in 12X12. She loves to read and has volunteered at her local Public Library as an Adult Literacy Tutor. She shares moments of inspiration and her writing life at her blog.

I’d love to hear your thoughts on the subject. Leave a comment below. If you think others would appreciate reading this please share it through the social media buttons.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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“Far Away Christmas” first appeared on Woven and Spun December 5, 2015.

Pause for Poetry To The Quiet Place

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem written by my writer-friend, Shirley Specht Johnson.

To The Quiet Place

by Shirley Specht Johnson

 

Lead me back
to the quiet place
where your voice is so clear.
Lead me back
to the quiet place
where your whispers are all I hear.
Lead me back
to the quiet place
where distractions are not found.
Lead me back
to the quiet place
where hope and faith abound.
Lead me back
to the quiet place
where emotions don’t decide.
Lead me back
to the quiet place
where YOUR word, my heart abides.
Lead me back
to the quiet place
where I can rest all my cares.
Lead me back
to the quiet place,
the quiet place of prayer.

Shirley Specht Johnson loves to share inspiration and encouragement through her writing. She is a member of SCBWI. She loves to read and has volunteered at her local Public Library as an Adult Literacy Tutor. She shares moments of inspiration and her writing life at her blog.

I’d love to hear your thoughts on the subject. Leave a comment below. If you think others would appreciate reading this, please share it through the social media buttons.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Pause for Poetry — Thank you Grandpa

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem written by my writer-friend, Shirley Specht Johnson.

Thank You Grandpa
by Shirley Specht Johnson

Thank you grandpa for all that you give.

The words you speak, the way you live.

Carrying me on your shoulders way up high,

letting me know I could reach for the sky.

Sharing your telescope to look at the moon,

learning how precious life is through a little bird’s tune.

Your Superman moments, calming my fears,

ice cream and laughter, laughter with tears.

Sharing your faith, quiet moments in prayer.

Being my friend, taking time to care.

The words and moments, treasures in my hands,

As time goes by, life helps one understand.

Thank you grandpa for all that you give,

The words you speak, the way you live.

Shirley Specht Johnson loves to share inspiration and encouragement through her writing. She is a member of SCBWI. She loves to read and has volunteered at her local Public Library as an Adult Literacy Tutor. She shares moments of inspiration and her writing life at her blog.

I’d love to hear your thoughts on the subject. Leave a comment below. If you think others would appreciate reading this, please share it through the social media buttons.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Pause for Poetry — Listen

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem written by my writer-friend, Shirley Specht Johnson.

Listen
by Shirley Specht Johnson

Listen to the morning as you start your day.

Listen to your children as they laugh and play.

Listen to your little one say his ABC’s.

Listen to the wind as it whispers through the trees.

Listen to the birds sing more than just a tweet.

Listen to the leaves as they crunch beneath your feet.

Listen to great grandma tell her story one more time.

Listen to your granddaughter sing yet another rhyme.

Listen to your teenager share all her fears and joy.

Listen to the quiet as you rock your baby boy.

Listen to the raindrops.

Listen to the snow.

Listen to the moments,

Cherish them so.

Shhh…Listen

Shirley Specht Johnson loves to share inspiration and encouragement through her writing. She is a member of SCBWI. She loves to read and has volunteered at her local Public Library as an Adult Literacy Tutor. She shares moments of inspiration and her writing life at her blog.

I’d love to hear your thoughts on the subject. Leave a comment below. If you think others would appreciate reading this, please share it through the social media buttons.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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