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" Deep
You, you’re deep water
And I’m scared because I can’t defaulter
I don’t know how to swim,
So, if I jump in,
I’ll be consumed by your waves.
I’ll try to keep my head above the rage.
But you’ll just swallow up my whole.
My entire being will be controlled.
If I were to dive,
I could no longer thrive.
You would consume my being;
Leaving me breathless, not breathing.
Is there a medium I can prescribe?
That would allow me to disguise
The fear I gather in my bones.
I just can’t swim in the water of morone.
Do you possess a life support
To hold me up? My last resort.
If I jump in, I’ll drown in bends.
Your love is suffocating, nothing can amend.
November 20, 2011 "
― Rachel Nicole Wagner , Yesterday's Coffee
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" In the morning, when I am gone.
Don’t sit ‘round and mourn.
Just simply look up to the sun.
I’ll be looking right back at you.
You will all be okay without me, soon.
It’s not the end; it’s the start of a new bloom.
You will have better times than now.
Don’t reflect on the sad times, avow.
Think of the happy times, the years and vow.
I don’t want a bunch standing around my grave.
Straighten up and think of the happy days.
I’ll only allow tears of joy, be brave.
I will be right there with you.
I will keep an eye on you.
You teenagers better behave, I’ll be seeing your every move.
Every move you make on those nights, out late.
So, anyway, when I am gone in the morning, date.
Don’t be sad or mad, don’t hate.
Just look up to the sun, nigh
I’ll be looking back at you, wry
It was just my time to fly.
It was simply my time, goodbye. "
― Rachel Nicole Wagner , Yesterday's Coffee
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" ~Can You?~
In the depths of despair, I cry out.
Do You see me here?
In the puddles of tears, I die inside.
Do You know I’m still alive?
In the chair or prosecution, I am beaten.
Do You see the blood on my hands?
In the shadowlands of fear, I am lifeless.
Do You still have faith in me?
In the end of time, I fall on my face.
Do You see me weeping?
In the hurting eyes of others, I am heartless.
Can You heal me?
In the face of evil, I laugh.
Can You protect me?
In the church, I feel Your Presence,
I’ve forgotten how to respond.
Can You teach me?
In the fields of battle, I long for a shot,
To wake me up.
Can I start again?
When I look in the mirror, I see eyes,
Bolted up and locked with pride.
Can You soften my heart?
Can You give me hope?
Can You help me believe in myself?
Can You? "
― Rachel Nicole Wagner , Yesterday's Coffee
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" He is my Savior.
He is my friend.
He was born in a manger.
And died for my sins.
He still lives in heaven above,
Looking down on us.
He loves us so much,
Even if sometimes we’re dumb.
And so, we celebrate Christmas every year,
Loving God and bringing holiday cheer.
But we often get so mixed up in the spirit,
We don’t realize what makes Christmas.
It’s not about the eggnog, presents,
Reindeer, or even elves.
It’s about God who sent His
One and only Son, Jesus for us.
So, whatever you do this year,
Remember Christmas is about Jesus,
Not Santa Claus and Reindeer.
Merry Christmas, Dear! "
― Rachel Nicole Wagner , Yesterday's Coffee
