Larry A. Lile Poems
Mama Sang
I remember a time in my life, when, I got to stay home every day.
It was a time that I spent with my mother, and while she worked, I would play.
I remember her sweeping those old wooden floors, and... more
Poet: larry a. lile rating:  Time has made a change in me
Time has made a change in me
(Harkins Freye) as adapted by Larry Lile
Time has made a change, in the old home place;
Time has made a change, in each and every face.
Many now are gone, that... more
Poet: Harkins freye as adapted by larry lile rating: I hear my mama sing
I remember a time, in my life gone by, --- when I stayed at home, every day.
Was a time I spent, with my mother there, --- and while she worked, I would play.
I remember her sweeping, those old... more
Poet: larry a. lile rating: The Meeting
I remember a meeting,
from many year’s ago.
It was a meeting when I met my Savior,
and where, he saved my soul.
It was a Sunday morning meeting,
There in our country church.
That broke out in... more
Poet: larry a. lile rating: Saved
well, I had traveled through this life,
going nowhere!
Nowhere, but unto a firey grave.
When Jesus entered in,
washed away my sin,
Filled my heart with love,
thank God i'm saved!
Saved from... more
Poet: larry a. lile rating: That Fisher Meat
I heard the Osborn brothers sing a song, some forty years ago,
A song about a man and a truck, and down that hill he'd go.
I was riding with my daddy then, sitting in a old jump seat.
Going down... more
Poet: larry a. lile rating: My Savior and Lord
Up calvary hill, they led him one day.
They put him to death, and they Laid him to rest,
There in a cold grave.
But my savior and Lord, the grave could not hold.
And there on the third day,... more
Poet: larry a. lile rating: Shout it out
Everywhere I go these days,I hear people scream and shout.
They scream and shout, for some things, that I can't care about.
They scream about there ballgames, and they shout out their... more
Poet: larry a. lile rating: when I enter his gate!
I know I serve, a great awesome God,
A God thats given me, all that I've got.
A God who knows, before I kneal down to pray,
The things that I need, and the things in my way.
I know, I serve, the... more
Poet: larry a. lile rating: Grandaddy's Tears
I used to wonder why, grandaddy cried.
Everytime, I saw him kneal' and pray in my life.
He would always stand, and wipe away.
The tears from his eye's, when he knealt and prayed.
Yes,I used to... more
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