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    Poems and Prayers
    Poems and Prayers
    Poems and Prayers
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    Poems and Prayers

    By Ruth Stambach

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    Poems and Prayers is a collection of poems and prayers written over most of my lifetime. Please enjoy!
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris US
    Release dateJun 17, 2015
    ISBN9781503577879
    Poems and Prayers
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    Ruth Stambach

    Ruth Stambach was born in York, Pennsylvania the daughter of Jerome and Pauline Stambach. She graduated from Lebanon Valley College, Penn State University, and United Theological Seminary. Most of her working life was spent in New Mexico as a teacher in a United Methodist Mission School named McCurdy. Later in life, she was able to accomplish her childhood dream of becoming a “peecher” as she would say in “childese”. Both parents were ordained elders in the church. She now lives at the Otterbein Lifestyle Community in Lebanon, Ohio. Nicole Stambach was adopted by her mother Ruth Stambach. She graduated from Northmont High School and the Joint Vocational School in Dayton, Ohio. She has worked as a nursing assistant.

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      Poems and Prayers - Ruth Stambach

      Copyright © 2015 by Ruth Stambach.

      Library of Congress Control Number:   2015943869

      ISBN:      Hardcover         978-1-5035-7790-9

                      Softcover           978-1-5035-7788-6

                      eBook               978-1-5035-7787-9

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

      Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

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      Rev. date: 06/16/2015

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      TABLE OF CONTENTS

      My Love of Poerty

      A Morning on the Porch with the Birds

      A Psalm

      Clown

      Doxology on a Spring Day

      Fickle Me

      How Can I Lose My Shoes?

      I Am a Cottonwood Tree

      I Sigh

      Is This the Garden of Eden?

      It’s Time to Wake up:

      Let All Nature Sing Gloria de Dios

      Memories of the Moon

      My Alma Mater

      My Psalm

      My Tree – The Seasons of Life

      Ode To A Desert Flower

      Old Man Noah

      Old Pedernal

      Scribblers Scribble

      Sighs for Spring

      Springtime

      Sunday Morning Prayer with the Choir

      Blessed Night

      The Ancient Ones

      The Beauty of the

      Purple Petunia

      Big Mushroom

      The Boy Named Year

      The Lamb Lost Her Mamma

      The Lily of the Valley

      The Pinks and the Purples

      The River of My Life

      The Silver Trail

      Songs Of Chimayo

      The Steeple

      The Sunflowers

      The Wading Bird

      Thoughts on a Sunday Morning

      Three Limericks

      To Sing

      Under the Bridge

      Walls

      What Shall I Write?

      Will This Bondage Never Cease?

      Whispers Of Evening

      Who Are You, God?

      Written for Chapel at McCurdy

      You Are My Friend

      NICOLE’S SECTION

      POEMS FROM A

      QUESTING MIND

      O Child of God’s

      He Gives So much Love

      Whoever Believe in Me

      How I The Rainy Days

      The Great King

      Is This Hell?

      Let Me Die oh Lord

      Summer Days by n. s

      The Wind

      Try agin

      Friends are forever!

      My Frist Dance

      When I think of You

      Why Did You Have to Die?

      I was lying in Bed

      My Dream

      Are You with Me

      I’m Here if You Need Me n.s.

      The Sky

      The Beauty of the Sky

      Keep me strong oh Lord

      I’m Lost

      O Lord Where I’m I Going

      Thanks God

      The Waves of Wisdom

      What Is Going to Happen to Me?

      A Simple Love by p.b.

      Will you ever for give me

      Nicole problems

      I want to thank the Scribblers, a small group here at Otterbein

      Lebanon Retirement Facility, where I live, for inspiring me to write.

      We meet weekly - sometimes we read

      something new and sometimes

      we read an old one.

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      Most of what I have written here has been written for that group.

      We all enjoy listening to what we have written.

      I hope you enjoy the poems I have

      included here.

      My Love of Poerty

      January 2007

      Poetry has been near and dear to my heart for a long time. The earliest I remember was when I was walking home from school. Upon hearing a different noise, I waxed poetic.

      ’Tis winter, but it seems like spring,

      As I go down the road singing,

      ’Tis beautiful as I look around

      O’er the green field I hear a sound.

      It might be the wind blowing

      Or a dog barking.

      These famous words were penned – probably the spring of my fifth or sixth grade. I was walking the half mile on the narrow dirt road leading home from the one-room school I attended. I had already passed Bert Henderson’s house when I heard the noise that inspired the poem. The memory includes not just the sound, but also the jubilant feeling of spring in the air.

      Spring, summer, fall and winter,

      Each, in turn, an awesome winner.

      Now I look and see the snow,

      Soon the tulips stand in

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