Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Miracles of Love



I wrote this for Bryton to give as a talk in primary. I wanted her to give a talk that was different but still about the topic she was supposed to talk about and the Lord Jesus Christ! She liked the poem and I did as well, so this was her primary talk she gave!

Miracles of Love
Jesus Christ worked miracles. He paved the way for you and me.
He healed the sick and raised the dead. He even made a blind man see.
He shows us all His love everyday and talks to us through prayer.
He died for you and me a like, to show us how He cared.
He demonstrated what it’s like to be perfect just like Him.
He confirmed to us that we can live without letting His light dim.
If we have the love of Christ in our hearts throughout the day,
We can be a better people all because He showed the way.
Christ wanted all to know His love, especially the youth,
He showed himself to Joseph Smith so we could learn the truth.
Zacharias and Elisabeth prayed for a baby, but felt they were too old.
God sent Gabriel down to tell them she would have a baby they could hold.
Today we have a living prophet to explain the teachings, Christ wants us to learn.
Hoping we will pray as well, and to our Father, our hearts will turn.

By, Lindsay Record
8/29/10

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Healing Smiles

This is a poem I wrote for my little friend, Jackson. He is everything this talks about and so much more. Jackson, we all hope you get better soon! We Love You!

A smile can heal a thousand wounds, both big and small the same,
But the smile you show, heals ten thousand wounds,
And with it, a lion you could tame.
Your innocence so clean and pure, you show us how to care.
Your happiness is a treat for all; it makes everyone want to share.
We’ll share our love, we’ll share our tears. We’ll all be joyful still,
Because we have learned from your good grace,
You have sealed the deal.
Your voice so sweet, your nature so innocent, your smile, as big as the sea,
If we could learn from your grace and joy then remember to have lots of glee.
You always seem to brighten the darkest room in the house, it always seems that
No matter what, you’re happy as a mouse.
So as we sit and wait for you to come back home to us,
We’ll learn from you and patience we’ll have,
We will never make a fuss!




By, Lindsay Record
June 22, 2010

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Beautiful World

This is Bryton's poem that she wrote for Reflections. I helped her find some describing words and get her sentences together a little bit. I helped her think of rhyming words but she came up with all the beautiful things to talk about. I guess maybe she got my artistic nature. She wants to win so bad. I hope she does!! One more thing this is her version of the words and how they are spelled. I have put the poem and real spelling of the words underneath it!



Butifl Wrld

Beauty is my famile siting down as wun.
Beauty is the poring rane making puddls just for fun.
Beauty is the sunlite beeting down on me.
Beauty is the ranebo shining brite for all to see.
Beauty is the sky abuv holding clowds so fluffy and lite.
Beauty is the singing brds flying through the nite.
Beauty is the mowntins with snow so wite and sure.
Beauty is the snowflakes falling down so pure.
Beauty is the puring cat, snuggling up to catch a nap.
Beauty is the soft pupy dog, chewing my new cap.
Beauty is the colorful flowers swaying in the breez.
Beauty is the crumbling leaves droping from the trees.
Beauty is the luv I giv!
Beauty is the wrld I liv!


By, Bryton Record
January 21, 2010




Beautiful World
Beauty is my family sitting down as one.
Beauty is the pouring rain making puddles just for fun.
Beauty is the sunlight beating down on me.
Beauty is the rainbow shining bright for all to see.
Beauty is the sky above holding clouds so fluffy and light.
Beauty is the singing birds flying through the night.
Beauty is the mountains with snow so white and sure.
Beauty is the snowflakes falling down so pure.
Beauty is the purring cat, snuggling up to catch a nap.
Beauty is the soft puppy dog, chewing my new cap.
Beauty is the colorful flowers swaying in the breeze.
Beauty is the crumbling leaves dropping from the trees.
Beauty is the love I give!
Beauty is the world I live!

By, Bryton Record
January 21, 2010