I am forgiven

Christmas is the day Jesus was born in a manger,
Before he was born we were all in some real danger,
We sinned and still sin, to often without care,
So Christ died to give as all a share of him.

We are now forgiven for our sins,
And when we are fighting for the Lord, there is no doubt on who wins.
So take a moment today to give some thanks,
We are no longer in trouble with that 'bank.'

Lord in Heaven, I bow to you and give thanks,
Because you sent Jesus to die for my sins to give me a higher rank.
Now I am not only a sinner,
I am a Christian who is a sinner, who is forgiven,
And that is why I give thanks.

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No better place for Graduation

Happy Graduation Day,
And what better nation is there than America for Graduation,
Let's celebrate in any and every way.

Mom has the cake,
Lisa is two and wondering what wish you'll make,
This is a great day, and thank God it is not fake,
Although I wish that I could taste the snowflake that isn't here,
We will need a designated driver,
Because today is one day to drink at least a beer.

Today is a day to have no fear,
If I believed in hunting I would eat some deer.
I wish Marla could be here,
She was taken at a young age,
I wish Ladonna could be here,
She is one reason to race for every cure.

I am not going to look in the mirror,
That would give me an image looking back,

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Sister's Are Good Friends

Even if she is not a real sister to me,
And even if she was not around to see me get awards and graduate,
She is like a sister to me, teaching me to cook,
She always cares if I ate that day or not.

Sometimes too protective- but we have a lot of fun,
Not all days are filled with sun constantly-
We argue at times and swear we are done talking-
She treatens to not talk in general at all and I just say I want talk to her-
But we both understand that will never be the case
We will be there in winter, spring, summer, and fall.

I am protective over her at time, I will call just to make sure she is safe.
She will get me to stay in,
When I have no one to go with by saying it is her law as a older sister.

Though hard to understand she is hard on me like a blister-
But there is never a doubt she does it out of love
unlike a lot of people who liked to be called mrs. or mr.

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