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Trees by Joyce Kilmer
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I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. http://www.poemhunter.com
Death by the Book By Julianna Deering (BETHANY HOUSE)
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It is 1932 in Farthering St. John, England. The quiet community is interrupted by a series of murders. Each murder is similar. There is a handwritten note pinned to the front of the bodies. On the note is a quote from a play. The note is pinned to the front of the body with a Victorian hat pin. The handwriting is always the same. Other than the similarites in the way the bodies are left, there is nothing else. Just very hard cases to solve. Between Inspector Birdsong and his unasked amateur sleuth, Drew and Madeleine, the love interest of Drew and a friend named Nick, these seem like unsolvable crimes. Finally, the wrong man, sweet Roger, ends up in a prison cell. Death by the Book by JULIANNA DEERING is wicked fun at its best. There is even a cantankerous aunt, Aunt Ruth, from America. She is related to Madeleine. There is also an American tourist, Freddie. This is not a Christian mystery which is sweetie pie and peaches. It's a mystery with Christian messages underlying the pl
Highway To Hell by Matt Roper (Kregel)
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When I think of Brazil, I think of beautiful beaches. Of course, there are beautiful beaches in Brazil. However, along a highway tourists don't travel, there is only ugliness. The hwy is Br-116. Along this highway are young girls from the ages of nine to about eighteen. There are also older women who act as pimps leading these girls into a life of sex, brutality and drugs. In Highway to Hell by Matt Roper, there are the personal stories of young girls who listened to their mothers and grandmothers or to friends. People who made the girls think the only way out of poverty is prostitution with truckers and other older men. Before their time these girls end up looking old, sick and depraved. The book is not easy to read. Their stories are very painful. It's hard to accept that girls have lost their childhood to sex and drugs. There were times I had to stop reading the book. Other times I read the book faster and faster hoping to end the story of such lives quickly. It was a