Author Archives: Heather VandenBerg

My heart has a texture that can not be seen A fabric disguised either pure or unclean. No one can see it, only You know the depths To which it can plunge when I take the wrong steps. For when I become harsh, sulky and annoyed Because of a circumstance that I couldn’t avoid MyContinue reading “Change Of Heart (Prayer)”

I’ll tell of a battle that I was just in; A war with two sides, both determined to win A fight for supremacy, power and rule With force and intent and artillery tools. Two contenders stood tall asking for my regard Making case for their cause, and to choose — it was hard. And I,Continue reading “Poem”