Poems from JWKP98

Central Oregon born and raised Christian and patriot.
My first memory was driving sixty-seven miles per hour on the freeway, any other day, just going through the ride.   My next memory, my...
Father God, as about I go, My heart breaks for what this nation sows As blinder and blinder our eyes see Your ways, More and more, we...
  They died lost and forgotten, half a world away. He died on a hill for His crimes, but what crimes they could not say. For us, all and...
We go on a walk in my last week home And after this first time together with no one else, I’ll always feel alone Five minutes to my flight...