Tag Archives: Broken

My Heart Grows Heavy (I’m Dipping In)

My Heart Grows Heavy (I’m Dipping In)by Michael DoyleMy heart grows heavy in the sadnessAs I look at this world of madnessAnd know that love is the needed legacyAs it should be walked as its meant to beNo Matter what … Continue reading

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I Thought Myself An Eagle

I Thought Myself An Eagleby Michael DoyleI thought myself an eagleAnd built me a nest in solitudeAbove where I could watch beautyAnd very few might intrudeThe disappointments I’ve knownHave dried up my springs of hopeI retreat to that comfort shownAnd … Continue reading

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With His Grace

With His Graceby Michael DoyleI walk my life in honestyThankful for what God’s done for meRepenting now, I begin to turnAttentively finding things to learnLoving God with my deepest desireMy fervent faith burns like fireWalking away from culture’s toxicityI have … Continue reading

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A Catch of Breath

A Catch of Breathby Michael DoyleLet’s admit that we’re born dyingIt’s time to stop our cryingLet these words be quietly spokenIt’s okay to be a little brokenWe’re connected by more than our headsWe have more meaning than our words saidIt … Continue reading

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A Memory of Losses

A Memory of Lossesby Michael DoyleEven a cursory read of the Hadith findsIt is enjoined to treat others kindTo never kill unless it is necessaryThe death of even one requires a necessityTo save even one is to save all of … Continue reading

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On Turning 17

On Turning 17by Michael DoyleThe days crawl slowly on one by oneAnd your birthday is past and doneI am still thinking on what it meansThat my baby girl has turned seventeenWasn’t it only just yesterdayThat you entered this world’s wayLaying … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: It Is Strange How Often A Heart Must Be Broken Before the Years Can Make It Wise

“It is strange how often a heart must be broken before the years can make it wise.”- Sara Teasdale

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Tough Prayers Silently Spoken

Tough Prayers Silently Spokenby Michael DoyleWe need to keep ourselves humbleHowever, the world may tumbleWe need to be on our knees and prayOur hearts are in gratitude and will stayThis is our best good answerAs we live life’s flow like … Continue reading

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The Quiet Colors

The Quiet Colorsby Michael DoyleAs the quiet colors Of the midnight hour Starts to come to closeAs the quiet colors Of the midnight hour Starts to come to closeI feel as lonely as the pain insideTortured to my soul, and … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: It Is Easier To Build Strong Children Than To Repair Broken Men

“It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.” – Frederick Douglass.

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