Who made the earth:
who made the sky,
who made the clouds,
burst inside—?Who made the moon
and stars that glow
—He's my Lord
my love, in my soul. He gave man light
to live and see;
He gave man dark
for a silent sleep. He gave us feelings
and choices to use,
and we can plan them
as we choose; But most of all
He gave simple laws,
such simple things
with great causes! For when the day comes
and it will sure be:
when flesh and bone
meet gravestone— Our heart and soul
will be judged as one! Note by the Author: "Here is the first poem I wrote, to my knowledge, dating to 1959. I discovered it after my mother had passed on, in 2003; I had reviewed it I see my notes on it in 1980, so I had not seen since 1980 to 2003, some 23-years. My mother always read my poetry when it was simple and plan, and to the point, when I was young. I was back in 1959, eleven (11) years old, perhaps closer to twelve at this time. In this poem, it expresses I do believe my faith in God, Jesus Christ. It was written while I was living on Cayuga Street; I was I do believe sitting on some stairs leading up to our attic where me and my brother slept; we live in an extended family, with my mother and Grandfather. Perhaps it was my escape from the tough neighborhood I was living in. In 1958, we had moved from 109 East Arch Street, to this new neighborhood, at 186 Cayuga Street, St. Paul, Minnesota. My brother was perhaps fourteen at the time, or going on that age I suppose.
So for the first time ever published, here is my first poem, out of 1400." See Dennis' web site: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com
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