A Story
A story is a group of words shared among friends.
It can open your mind and help a heart to mend.
A story is a sentence, a rhythm or a rhyme.
When its words are pulled together can celebrate our time.
A story is the people in a town, a city or state.
It can tell of memories past or present, about an old white picket gate.
A story is an ocean, river, stream or cliffy fall.
It words can move right through a person and bring healing for us all.
A story is something said, something shouted or something screamed.
Its words can show you purpose throughout the pages in between.
A story is something shared at a bus stop, park bench or grocery store.
Its words can change the life of a stranger here and ever more.
A story is of the past, present and future wishful dreams.
Its words can cement in your sole and provide the ending to a means.
A story can help a person grow and heal from broken past.
Its words can cling to you like static and the memory forever last.
A story is a beautiful flower, plant or fruitful tree.
Its words can nourish the mind with color, smell and symmetry.
A story can be sharing moment, whether deep or somewhat small.
Our story and words we share, will be blessings to us all.
A story is our daily life we live each and every day.
The words we pray to Jesus, hoping God will share the way.
A story is our life you see. It’s here and in the now.
Its words can turn us to our God if we only ask him how.
Luv, luv,
Julie
