MissinG You

I'm missing you like more the beach has grains of sand
I'm missing you like how, at times, I miss God's plan

I'm missing you more than drops of water in a lake
I'm missing you~ I don't know how much more I can take

I'm missing you like Mickey would miss Minnie
And I've been missing food~ that's how I got so skinny

I'm missing you like the desert would miss its sand
I'm missing you~ and I miss being your man

I'm missing you like a duck would miss its bill
I'm missing you maybe I should call you a meal

I'm missing you like Ginger would miss Astaire
I'm missing sleep~ or do I just wish you were there?

I'm missing you like Buckner missed the ball
I'm missing you like I wish Earnhardt missed the wall

I'm missing you like a grave would miss its name
I'm missing you like a star would miss his fame

I'm missing you like Bonnie would miss Clyde
I'm missing you like humility misses pride

I'm missing you like I bet Lincoln wishes he missed that play
I'm missing you like a horse would miss his hay

I'm missing you like I'm glad Jesus didn't miss the cross
And if you're missing peace.. maybe you're missed Him & you're lost!

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T V W X Y Z

Copyright John Mark Brooks Sunday April 25, 2010

Done with the Fight

I've returned to camp with my sword in my sheath
Turns out victory today was just out of my reach


With blood on my arms & sweat dripping from my brow
I've survived this bloody battle though I do not know how


The arrows flew through the air & they were unrelenting
I doubted I would return, but my God was consenting


A warrior must simply know when to return to camp
But there are will be another battle when I return as champ!


With faith as my shield, I trudge toward my enemy with all my might
For the cross is my lantern & guides my way through the night

Words of hope out of letters by the camp-fire of a love from yesterday
Asking the Lord would reunite us after this war~ for this I shall pray

A soldier does not dare fight unless he's willing to give his very life
As we know, to the victor go the spoils, so he pays no mind to the strife

Though a thousand fall on each side, he knows who it is for whom he will fight
Her face is etched in his memory & he believes victory's within his sight!

Copyright John Mark Brooks April 25, 2010

As You Leave

Wish I could erase this pain just as easily as I shut my eyes
Why is it the truth is so much harder to accept than lies?

My heart is broken~ I mean I feel so hopeless
Our time together was magical... like hocus pocus

The way your eyes twinkled is something I've never seen
Roarin rapids are my life~ how I long for them to be serene

This is what you chose, so don't you dare blame fate
I sat on the bench so long because you asked me to wait

And now I watch you walk away & there's nothing I can do
Except bury my hands in my face as my eyes cry out how much I love you

Hurt is what I've grown used to feeling; I am comfortably numb
Truth is I don't know what happened to us or who you have become

Our time was a beautiful flight, but I didn't know it would burst into a flame
You let forever slip through your fingers & man that is a shame!

So, as you walk away, I can only think of what might've been
There go my unborn children, my heart & my best friend! :o(

JM Friday April 16, 2010