Put God at
the center of your life.


      A book of poems by Marie Inslee
Somedays Time Stands Still

Somedays time stands still,
So full of beauty
Are the moments.

Music of our memories
Weave into the fibers of
The present.

The trees wave softly as the
Laurel clusters move and bend
And green leaves like
Soothing fingers
Sweep the air
Throwing their shadows on the

Today and here is a shelter
For tomorrow.

Some Things I Care About

Some things I Care about
Are long gone
Yet with me still.

The days flash by,
Ethereal music grows
The good I sought to find
My soul now knows.


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