Tag: Love | Nancy Lou Henderson

When Kitty Visits

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 0 comments

When Kitty Visits You come to visit for just a little while, and with each visit you make me smile. I do not know your name, but it does not matter. Your warmth and love make the Angels gather. As I rub your soft fur, you roll and purr at my feet. I am comforted by your affection which is beyond sweet. Soon you will prance across the grass to your home. I am truly blessed by your visit when you roam.

The Soldier

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The Soldier I am wet and cold, but I forge ahead. I am tired and hungry, but I am not dead. I am nervous and scared, but I fight for you. I am lonely and miss home, but this I must do. I am a soldier among many in a foreign land. I am a child of God and He holds my hand. By Lou 11/11/2020

The Tunnel

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in short story | 6 comments

The Tunnel It was time to begin her journey, and Elsa wondered, was she prepared? Once taking the first step onto the pathway, there would be no going back. Elsa took a deep breath, closed her eyes then saw herself at the opening to the tunnel. A path stretched out in front of her, leading ever deeper into the dark hollow, but in the darkness, she could see only a few feet in front of her. As Elsa stepped on to the walkway, it began to move slowly like a conveyor belt going deeper into...

Our Endless Love

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 2 comments

Our Endless Love My heart beats strong, although shattered and broken, my love for you will forever be spoken. Our love for each other was a gift from above, God planned our hearts to share endless love. Living without you brings so much emotion, although you surround me with your love and devotion. Heaven awaits me, where we will meet again, to share an eternal love that will never end. My eyes are dry, and I must not weep. I am strong, but I am weak....

Water To Wine

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 2 comments

Water to Wine Love begins as an empty glass, ready for each person to add loving water. The water may spill without breaking the glass, it is quality, not quantity, remember what truly matters Openly pour your water into that glass, the transparency makes love last. With love and affection, the glass will fill over time, then devotion and commitment turns the water into wine.