A Song to the Father of Light

A Song to the Father of Light by Ashly P Ash Every color originates in you And this is why you’re represented in blue The purity from times of old Shine forth in the color of gold Royalty, robes, crowns on High Purple is the color nigh But your eyes, what color are they? What…

Preparing Your Room

Preparing Your Room  Ashly Ash We have been switching the two rooms upstairs and preparing one of them for a child.  Though this has not materialized at this point we are taking a step of faith and preparing the way.  No matter how our child comes (by natural way or adoption) we are longing for…

Set Us Free

See Us Free Ashly P Ash There’s a way for kingdom come There’s a way that things get done No one simply happens upon Things are not manipulated by con Though many are blind to see It is the measure of bended knee Though at first only seen by some In the end will be…

Woman of the Mundane

Ashly P Ash This is a humorous poem about waiting for things… Woman of the Mundane As I perform the tasks of each day I seriously wonder if I’m headed the right way Is there a purpose in all things mundane Or am I driving myself insane I wonder what outcome the average day will…

Tears in a Bottle

Ashly P Ash As a woman that has struggled to have children, a poem about this desire. Tears in a bottle There are bottles on heaven’s shelf holding my tears and wishes for you someday soon I know I’ll hold you close at least for now I’ll loudly boast All in my bottle on heaven’s…