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Keep Holding On

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Keep Holding On
You wake up every morning and it takes a little while
To forget about what’s going on, to put on your smile.
Your heart is heavy and your head confused
You do so much for others and then get used.
Sometimes you want to escape, make it all go away
But you find many reasons that lead you to stay.
The strength of your husband is only the start
Your children’s laughter, brings joy to your heart.
The way your kids want to cuddle and just have you around
The quiet of your children sleeping, the loveliest sound.
The way your BFF makes you laugh and gets all your jokes
The help you get with your kids by living near your folks.
The involvement of your church, worship with the band
Having a friend to pray with, who will always take your hand.
The support of your colleagues, the strength of your bond
The multitude of students, and of you they are so fond.
The joy of summer and not having to teach
The warmth of the sun while tanning at the beach.
Energy renewed after a good night’s sleep
Photos you’ve taken, memories you’ll keep.
Endurance gained while running the race
Puppies kisses as they lick your face.
The wonders of the world will never be as great
As the plans God has in store while in darkness you wait.
The hardships in your life are always on your mind
But your strength remains, for hope in God you find.
Although the storms seems huge, you know not what to do
Keep faith in what you believe, for God will pull you through.
When it seems as though you cannot bear any more,
Cast your worries on me, that’s what friends are for.
I will never desert you, I’ll stay by your side
I will never betray you, in me you can confide.
When words aren’t needed, I’ll put your hand in mine
Stay with you through the darkness, in morning, light will shine.

~ Jennifer R. W. Vargas

May 31, 2009

For Christine M, who’s burdens I wish I could carry.

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For All or Nothing

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For All or Nothing
For all the flowers in the field, that sway when the wind blows,
And for the view atop a mountain, where the water beneath flows.
For all the grain in the field, that makes a farmer flourish,
And the milk a mother feeds her young, to help keep them nourished.
Still for the gratitude of serving another person in need,
And the fight for doing what’s right, just for doing a simple deed.
For the love of a father who loves, even through the depths of despair,
To cherish that undying love that won’t be easy to find elsewhere.
For all the time spent training so a single race could be won,
It never does seem worthwhile, but it always shows when the task is done.
For all the love of money, that makes a greedy person stay despised,
And all the wealth and land that keeps feuding countries devised.
With all the love a lover seeks, to win a determined women to be his wife,
And all the passion a lost soul holds, to find the reasons for his life.
For all that seems uncertain and no comprehensible answers in sight,
And all that a warrior holds dear, so he can stay strong and fight.
For the passion a king possesses when his kingdom has become corrupt,
And when a person fights for what’s lost and never once gives up.
For the freedom this country fought for and the bondage to be set free,
The stars and stripes that remind us, of what we couldn’t see.
For the love of our country that keeps us united one and all,
And for all the brave in heart, that makes even a lion seem small.
With all the pride a father holds when his only son grows up,
And all the guidance a mother gives, to help train her pup.
For all that is in the world and all that I choose to live,
For all that has been mentioned, my love I still give!

~ Jennifer R. W. Vargas

February 5, 2003

For Cozette, the greatest HS English teacher and now friend. Age 15

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A Worthy Life

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A Worthy Life
For Christ lived a life that was worthy,
and never once stopped helping or rushed in a hurry.
He cared for the less fortunate and gave without receiving,
He stood up for what was right and He never stopped believing.
He came to earth but once and on a cross He was hung,
With His name left on our lips, that will forever be sung.
Never did he exclude or try to hide an empty seat,
Nor was ever hostile to the sinners he did meet.
When others cursed Him, He forgave,
When others laughed, He was brave.
When temptation was brought upon Him, never did He give in,
For the battle He fought for us, He was determined to win!
Brought into this world, helpless as can be,
Died on a cross, so that He could set us free.
Shunned on the cross and yet He spoke your name,
Hoping one day, you might do the same.
Proclaimed His name will be, to a world that needs to hear,
What God has in store for us and why we are held dear.
Never could we forget, the reason why He came,
To give up His life and to take all our blame.
So thank you Jesus for all that you have done,
And at least know that my heart was won.
Never go through life without knowing what is true,
That Jesus came to earth so that He might save you.
 
~ Jennifer R. W. Vargas

November 4, 2002

For Jesus Christ. Age 15

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A Whispered Name

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A Whispered Name
A name whispered throughout the wind longing to be heard,
A voice endeavoring to be found yet proclaimed with every word.
A faint prayer muttered along with the pandemonium of countless others,
The vanished voice struggles to discover, when it will be accompanied with another’s.
To be heard but not seen, to listen but to not have a clear conception,
To seek for the implementation of the precise answers and not having that perception.
To be lost in the blustery weather and not know which ending leads to where,
Feeling so alone and having not a soul with whom to be able to share.
 A call wailed throughout the systematic changes of the vast land,
And heard only by the Father who holds all the world in one hand.
Searching and seeking but never confident with what is discovered,
Wounded and scarred but never time enough to be recovered.
The world hears a cry but it never stops to take heed,
That maybe, possibly, another life could be in need.
That whispered name that went unnoticed has now been heard and spoken,
That voice that wanted to be found has now been awoken.
That prayer that was faint didn’t go unnoted,
That call that was cried was never demoted.
Those that were lost are no longer fighting in the darkness of the unjust,
Those that are alone have found someone who they can trust.
The darkness is no longer dark but has been brought into the light,
Those that couldn’t see by faith have been given sight.
To not only hear but to see and to have heard and have knowledge about,
All the great plans the Lord has for those who do not doubt.
So by faith one is saved and still another can see by that testimony of assurance,
And that by chance meeting has been finalized as a planned concurrence.
So whenever a name is whispered, it never goes unheard,
And God never fails to answer or hear every uttered word.
 
~ Jennifer R. W. Vargas

June 8, 2003

Age 15