I remember an elderly man, back some years ago who played the fiddle. His name was Acie Neal. To him I dedicate this poem. Although I knew nothing about his finances, most of this is fact.
I know he is playing his fiddle in Heaven today.
His Old Fiddle
Music flowing from his fiddle was amazing
His shaggy hair was so crumpled and gray
He played with the touch of younger man
His playing was the best, many would say
In younger days he played at the dances
So smooth as they danced across the floor
He was full of energy at that time of his life
At four in the morning he would play more
Today he plays at the church he attends
You might say he is playing for the Lord
Living out life on a Social Security check
His fiddle is the only thing he can afford
He knows that his life soon will be over
Ever in his mind he has this one riddle
When the angels sing up there in Heaven
Will God allow him to play his old fiddle
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Sunday, June 28, 2009
His Path
Have you ever star gazed? It is really facinating to see the millions of tiny lights God has put up there. May your day be blessed.
Acie
His Path
In the Golden glow of the full moon
Brilliant stars are hanging in the sky
Millions of miles up from our planet
We can see them and wonder why
We are a small part of the universe
Our Sun is another of the bright stars
I wonder do those Suns have planets
Like our Sun has a planet we call Mars
When God created all of His universe
He had it planned out in every detail
He made a perfect path for everything
This way He knew it could never fail
He has also made a path for us to walk
It leads to His home in Heaven on high
Confess all sins, love, and believe Him
He will show you that right path to try
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Acie
His Path
In the Golden glow of the full moon
Brilliant stars are hanging in the sky
Millions of miles up from our planet
We can see them and wonder why
We are a small part of the universe
Our Sun is another of the bright stars
I wonder do those Suns have planets
Like our Sun has a planet we call Mars
When God created all of His universe
He had it planned out in every detail
He made a perfect path for everything
This way He knew it could never fail
He has also made a path for us to walk
It leads to His home in Heaven on high
Confess all sins, love, and believe Him
He will show you that right path to try
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
A Beautiful Morning
God has blessed us with a gorgeous morning, the first Tuesday in Summer. If we only look around we can see the many marvels He created. May your day be blessed.
Acie
A Beautiful Morning
On this glorious Tuesday morning
We can see the Sun shining bright
With the darkness now faded away
Gone from a dark and gloomy night
We can hear a rooster as he crows
He brings to us another great day
Farmers will till their rich soil today
While the children will run and play
Across the creek we can hear a train
It's whistle blows so loud and clear
It's sound echoing from the hillside
Makes the appearance that it is near
What a beautiful day God has given
Full Green growth of the trees we see
Flowers in bloom and a big Blue sky
He deserves thanks from you and me
Tonight by your bedside don't forget
To tell Him in a lengthy trueful prayer
Just how much you love and trust Him
Until that day you meet Him up there
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Acie
A Beautiful Morning
On this glorious Tuesday morning
We can see the Sun shining bright
With the darkness now faded away
Gone from a dark and gloomy night
We can hear a rooster as he crows
He brings to us another great day
Farmers will till their rich soil today
While the children will run and play
Across the creek we can hear a train
It's whistle blows so loud and clear
It's sound echoing from the hillside
Makes the appearance that it is near
What a beautiful day God has given
Full Green growth of the trees we see
Flowers in bloom and a big Blue sky
He deserves thanks from you and me
Tonight by your bedside don't forget
To tell Him in a lengthy trueful prayer
Just how much you love and trust Him
Until that day you meet Him up there
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Happy Mind
Have you talked to Him today? You know He will answer you. Maybe not at that exact time but be patient, He will talk to you.
May your day be filled with glory.
Acie
Happy Mind
In the quiet of the day's ending
Have you heard Him talk to you
His soothing voice surrounding
Knowing what He said is true
Have you offered to obey Him
Hearing everything He has to say
It will lead you on up into Heaven
When your life here passes away
Do you know of His love for you
Can you give that love in return
Or would you just turn Him away
Saying it was not of your concern
Those who believe in His word
One day soon they will surely find
Their place there with our Savior
With a peaceful and happy mind
copyright © 2009 By Acie
May your day be filled with glory.
Acie
Happy Mind
In the quiet of the day's ending
Have you heard Him talk to you
His soothing voice surrounding
Knowing what He said is true
Have you offered to obey Him
Hearing everything He has to say
It will lead you on up into Heaven
When your life here passes away
Do you know of His love for you
Can you give that love in return
Or would you just turn Him away
Saying it was not of your concern
Those who believe in His word
One day soon they will surely find
Their place there with our Savior
With a peaceful and happy mind
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Friday, June 19, 2009
Her Picture
I know this is a very sad poem, but it was written as I thought about a friend of mine and what he must have gone through. When we think of death as just something we must go through to live in that Eternal City it doesn't seem all that bad.
May the Lord be with you all.
Acie
Her Picture
In sadness he looks at her picture
Sitting there on the old night stand
Lovely when that picture was taken
Why she died he can't understand
So happy they had been together
With love flowing deep in the heart
Today he must face the world alone
Not dreaming they could ever part
An emptyness is filling his life now
Alone for the first time in many years
Times he sits in there in the darkness
With a rush comes the flowing tears
He prays to almighty God each night
That he again will be with her up there
To see her smile and to hug her again
Up there in that rarefied Heavenly air
copyright © 2009 By Acie
May the Lord be with you all.
Acie
Her Picture
In sadness he looks at her picture
Sitting there on the old night stand
Lovely when that picture was taken
Why she died he can't understand
So happy they had been together
With love flowing deep in the heart
Today he must face the world alone
Not dreaming they could ever part
An emptyness is filling his life now
Alone for the first time in many years
Times he sits in there in the darkness
With a rush comes the flowing tears
He prays to almighty God each night
That he again will be with her up there
To see her smile and to hug her again
Up there in that rarefied Heavenly air
copyright © 2009 By Acie
That Old House
Every once in a while I think of the old house in which I was born. The old house burned several years ago, but I still enjoy going back there and think of time past.
I hope you have pleasant memories to hold onto also.
Have a great day.
Acie
That Old House
I can remember that old White frame house
It sat in a clearing up a hollow about a mile
I was born in it over seventy eight years ago
Thinking back to that time brings a me smile
There was no inside plumbing or electricity
But home it was to a family numbering six
Sure some of the children made fun of us
They said we came from back in the sticks
Care free days we had back in those days
Raising a big garden for most of the food
In those days if you had extra you shared it
Perhaps to a widow who had a large brood
That old house is gone, burning years ago
About twenty years ago I drove back there
Thinking of how my Mother brought us up
I paused and went to our Lord in a prayer
So much has the world changed since then
With an air conditioning our homes a must
Cable TV and a big screen TV now we have
But still, in our Heavenly Savior we do trust
copyright © 2009 By Acie
I hope you have pleasant memories to hold onto also.
Have a great day.
Acie
That Old House
I can remember that old White frame house
It sat in a clearing up a hollow about a mile
I was born in it over seventy eight years ago
Thinking back to that time brings a me smile
There was no inside plumbing or electricity
But home it was to a family numbering six
Sure some of the children made fun of us
They said we came from back in the sticks
Care free days we had back in those days
Raising a big garden for most of the food
In those days if you had extra you shared it
Perhaps to a widow who had a large brood
That old house is gone, burning years ago
About twenty years ago I drove back there
Thinking of how my Mother brought us up
I paused and went to our Lord in a prayer
So much has the world changed since then
With an air conditioning our homes a must
Cable TV and a big screen TV now we have
But still, in our Heavenly Savior we do trust
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Grandmother's Roses
Years ago most people used latticwork instead of a trellis to hold climbing roses. This is a poem about my dear grandmother and her roses.
May your day be good and may God bless you.
Acie
Grandmother's Roses
Some of the latticework is still standing
That was nailed to the garage years ago
I can still remember the beautiful roses
That grandmother did so skillfully grow
No modern fertilizer would ever she use
She used a secret that was all her own
No Roses could compare in these days
Like the ones grandmother had grown
Fragrance was so sweet from her roses
So special, it's one you can't find today
Grandmother never thought of it as work
She thought that it was like child's play
Grandmother is gone now like the roses
They died shortly after she passed away
I wonder if they may have grieved to death
As I look at that old latticework here today
copyright © 2009 By Acie
May your day be good and may God bless you.
Acie
Grandmother's Roses
Some of the latticework is still standing
That was nailed to the garage years ago
I can still remember the beautiful roses
That grandmother did so skillfully grow
No modern fertilizer would ever she use
She used a secret that was all her own
No Roses could compare in these days
Like the ones grandmother had grown
Fragrance was so sweet from her roses
So special, it's one you can't find today
Grandmother never thought of it as work
She thought that it was like child's play
Grandmother is gone now like the roses
They died shortly after she passed away
I wonder if they may have grieved to death
As I look at that old latticework here today
copyright © 2009 By Acie
More Or Less
We have had the wettest Spring I can ever remember. I was thinking as I wrote this poem if God didn't make the weather and left it up to us it would sure be a mess.
May God Bless you and yours.
Acie
More Or Less
A cool breeze welcomes the night air
Another hot humid day has passed by
Trees now thrive with full Green foliage
Rain still falls from a clouded Gray sky
No mowing today and the grass is tall
Mold spores lie on a dank wet ground
Crops can't grow because it's too wet
It seems that Sunshine can't be found
If the rain does stop will it be for long
Would the ground become a dry mess
Where plants could no longer survive
Right now we don't need more but less
Man cannot control these rains today
I think I have the idea but I'm not sure
God knew if He allowed us to control it
I might want less while you want more
copyright © 2009 By Acie
May God Bless you and yours.
Acie
More Or Less
A cool breeze welcomes the night air
Another hot humid day has passed by
Trees now thrive with full Green foliage
Rain still falls from a clouded Gray sky
No mowing today and the grass is tall
Mold spores lie on a dank wet ground
Crops can't grow because it's too wet
It seems that Sunshine can't be found
If the rain does stop will it be for long
Would the ground become a dry mess
Where plants could no longer survive
Right now we don't need more but less
Man cannot control these rains today
I think I have the idea but I'm not sure
God knew if He allowed us to control it
I might want less while you want more
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Saturday, June 13, 2009
His Beautiful Beach
Have you ever sat on a White beach as the Sun was sinking in the West? I don't think I have seen a more tranquil sight. It is so relaxing.
May God bless this day for you.
Acie
His Beautiful Beach
In the evenings twilight glow we will walk
Along the winding seacoast's white sand
Barefoot, we leave the imprints of our feet
Upon this beautiful God landscaped land
We hear the singing of the night birds
When they whistle their nighttime tunes
We have this feeling of quiet relaxation
As we sit atop of one of the sand dunes
A fire on this beach would feel so good
As the night air has turned a little chilly
We find driftwood aplenty on the beach
A beach that is clean and full of beauty
God has created this lovely beach for us
Treat it and Him with your greatest respect
When it came to creating this world for us
So perfect, no single part did He neglect
So don't forget to tell Him how you feel
In your prayers that you pray this night
Ask Him for atonement for all your sins
Believe in Him and things will be alright
copyright © 2009 By Acie
May God bless this day for you.
Acie
His Beautiful Beach
In the evenings twilight glow we will walk
Along the winding seacoast's white sand
Barefoot, we leave the imprints of our feet
Upon this beautiful God landscaped land
We hear the singing of the night birds
When they whistle their nighttime tunes
We have this feeling of quiet relaxation
As we sit atop of one of the sand dunes
A fire on this beach would feel so good
As the night air has turned a little chilly
We find driftwood aplenty on the beach
A beach that is clean and full of beauty
God has created this lovely beach for us
Treat it and Him with your greatest respect
When it came to creating this world for us
So perfect, no single part did He neglect
So don't forget to tell Him how you feel
In your prayers that you pray this night
Ask Him for atonement for all your sins
Believe in Him and things will be alright
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Thursday, June 11, 2009
His Tranquil Kingdom
Until the day God calls me to His beautiful Kingdom, I want to be everything He wants me to be. May your days be blessed.
Acie
His Tranquil Kingdom
With heart soft as silk, He will bless you
With hands stronger than iron, He is King
He has a heart that is full of genuine love
His love is for everyone and for everthing
Yes, He is the great Creator of everything
All things that you can see He has made
All of this world and everything that's in it
He made a Sun and then He made shade
He has made a Kingdom that is so serene
Where a mansion there is waiting for you
Peace and quiet fills His tranquil Kingdom
There where the sky is always azure Blue
One day I want to see His great Kingdom
There to have a home throughout eternity
But until that day He calls me there to Him
I try to be the person He wants me to be
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Acie
His Tranquil Kingdom
With heart soft as silk, He will bless you
With hands stronger than iron, He is King
He has a heart that is full of genuine love
His love is for everyone and for everthing
Yes, He is the great Creator of everything
All things that you can see He has made
All of this world and everything that's in it
He made a Sun and then He made shade
He has made a Kingdom that is so serene
Where a mansion there is waiting for you
Peace and quiet fills His tranquil Kingdom
There where the sky is always azure Blue
One day I want to see His great Kingdom
There to have a home throughout eternity
But until that day He calls me there to Him
I try to be the person He wants me to be
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Ever On Your Mind
Let your mind think about the future and what will happen when this life you do depart. I hope you have found faith in our Lord.
May He bless you richly.
Acie
Ever On Your Mind
If your tomorrow was to be forever
Would you be ready to see that day
To meet your dear Lord and Master
As you walk up that golden pathway
Would you hear the silver trumpets
As played by God's heavenly band
Hear the angels as they sweely sing
Echoing beautifully through the land
Will you walk along the sea with Jesus
Hear the waves splashing on the shore
See the wonders He has created there
Will Heaven be your home forever more
If you only believe and obey His words
An eternal home He promised you to find
Know today His promise will be trueful
Let Him know that is ever on your mind
copyright © 2009 By Acie
May He bless you richly.
Acie
Ever On Your Mind
If your tomorrow was to be forever
Would you be ready to see that day
To meet your dear Lord and Master
As you walk up that golden pathway
Would you hear the silver trumpets
As played by God's heavenly band
Hear the angels as they sweely sing
Echoing beautifully through the land
Will you walk along the sea with Jesus
Hear the waves splashing on the shore
See the wonders He has created there
Will Heaven be your home forever more
If you only believe and obey His words
An eternal home He promised you to find
Know today His promise will be trueful
Let Him know that is ever on your mind
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Loving Doves
Have you ever hear the cooing of a dove? It is a very mournful sound. I wrote this poem when I hear a dove on Sunday morning. I hope you enjoy it.
May God Bless you.
Acie
Loving Doves
The quietness of this early Sunday morning
Is only broken by the cooing of a White Dove
Mourning is the sound of this lonesome bird
Seems as she has been deserted by her love
Then soon I hear the cooing of another bird
Who seems to be lost in his morning flight
Suddenly with dart of wing he flies to her
He had lost her in the darkness of the night
Frantically he had searched for his mate
All night he hunted without her in his sight
As came the first glimmer of the morning
He found her, now everything is all right
They coo together in the sparkling morning
With the Sun raising up in the Eastern sky
God has brought these lovers back together
I neither ask or need to know the reason why
copyright © 2009 By Acie
May God Bless you.
Acie
Loving Doves
The quietness of this early Sunday morning
Is only broken by the cooing of a White Dove
Mourning is the sound of this lonesome bird
Seems as she has been deserted by her love
Then soon I hear the cooing of another bird
Who seems to be lost in his morning flight
Suddenly with dart of wing he flies to her
He had lost her in the darkness of the night
Frantically he had searched for his mate
All night he hunted without her in his sight
As came the first glimmer of the morning
He found her, now everything is all right
They coo together in the sparkling morning
With the Sun raising up in the Eastern sky
God has brought these lovers back together
I neither ask or need to know the reason why
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Judus The Betrayer
I guess things haven't changed all that much since back in time. Today you may be betrayed by a friend for much less than 30 pieces of silver. I know God must be disgusted by the actions of many today. May your day be filled with joy and thoughts of goodiness toward your neighbors. God bless
Judas The Betrayer
Of His apostles there were twelve
Of those, betrayers there was one
Judas was that betrayer of Jesus
He thought a fortune he had won
He had evil thoughts toward Jesus
Telling the Romans he would deliver
Jesus to them after the feast that night
For the sum of thirty pieces of silver
Thirty pieces of silver bought Judas
Jesus knew what Judas would do
He then allowed Judas to betray Him
He knew Judas wasn't trusted and true
Today too many have no trust in God
Their minds are twisted by the devil
This demon is the one that they worship
He fills their minds with thoughts of evil
How many Judas could we find today
Pretending that they are a good friend
Only with the finish of this Earthly time
Will things like this be brought to an end
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Judas The Betrayer
Of His apostles there were twelve
Of those, betrayers there was one
Judas was that betrayer of Jesus
He thought a fortune he had won
He had evil thoughts toward Jesus
Telling the Romans he would deliver
Jesus to them after the feast that night
For the sum of thirty pieces of silver
Thirty pieces of silver bought Judas
Jesus knew what Judas would do
He then allowed Judas to betray Him
He knew Judas wasn't trusted and true
Today too many have no trust in God
Their minds are twisted by the devil
This demon is the one that they worship
He fills their minds with thoughts of evil
How many Judas could we find today
Pretending that they are a good friend
Only with the finish of this Earthly time
Will things like this be brought to an end
copyright © 2009 By Acie
Its Our Birthdays
Each year I try to write a poem about our birthdays. Yesterday was mine, the 5th of June, today is my sweet wife's.
May your day be filled with love.
God Bless
It's Our Birthdays
Tho we have spent thirty birthdays together
These years have rapidly passed and gone
It seems as though five years pass as one
It has been a real pleasure as time rolls on
With my birthday the fifth, yours the sixth
We usually celebrate them the same day
Perhaps it will be a dinner at O'Charley's
Or find a new restaurant not too far away
It is with your love that my life is complete
Each day brings happiness into my heart
With all of our faith in our Holy Redeemer
That in our lives God now plays a big part
May our time together on Earth be long
But in Heaven we will live through eternity
Two children of God to be forever together
My sweet wife Janet and I shall always be
copyright © 2009 By Acie
May your day be filled with love.
God Bless
It's Our Birthdays
Tho we have spent thirty birthdays together
These years have rapidly passed and gone
It seems as though five years pass as one
It has been a real pleasure as time rolls on
With my birthday the fifth, yours the sixth
We usually celebrate them the same day
Perhaps it will be a dinner at O'Charley's
Or find a new restaurant not too far away
It is with your love that my life is complete
Each day brings happiness into my heart
With all of our faith in our Holy Redeemer
That in our lives God now plays a big part
May our time together on Earth be long
But in Heaven we will live through eternity
Two children of God to be forever together
My sweet wife Janet and I shall always be
copyright © 2009 By Acie
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