Saturday, December 7, 2019

End Of My Rope

I'm at the end of my rope,
that is held by you.
I'm trying to hold on,
but it's so hard to do.
It hurts so much,
and so hard to understand.
When no one is around,
to give you a hand.
When the pain lingers on,
it leads me to pray.
I start to cry again,
when the the pain won't go away.
I lay in the pool of tears,
from the times I've cried.
I struggle to survive,
and I know I've tried.
I close my eyes,
and say a little prayer.
I make this desperate plea,
in times of despair.
I'm at the end of my rope,
that is held by you.
If I can hold on,
I know you'll help me through. 

Sunday, December 1, 2019

What is it?


Check out this riddle, I have for you.
Solve this mystery, with this clue.
A seven letter word, is the first hint.
You gather information, that's found in print.
Inside this place, you can always find.
More words,that you can fill your mind.
With plenty of books, for you to choose.
It's far more than, you could ever use.
Your favorite authors are listed, from A to Z.
You can check out these books for free.
Discover your genre, you love to read.
Use a Dewey system, when there is a need.
It sure comes in handy, when you know.
There is always a place, that you can go.
It's a fascinating site, you got to admit.
The whole family can visit, so what is it?