Jarom's Poetry Page

Jarom's Poems - Title Page

2012-02-13T08:38:00.000-08:00

Here's a collection of poems I've written over the years.
(* Two of them were written by my daughter's mother Sandra.)

Aqui vai uma colecao de poemas que tenho escrito ao passar dos anos.
(* Dois foram escritos pela mae da minha filha, Sandra.)

Just click on a poem and read....click on back arrow to return to this title page to read more:
So clique num link para ler...clique de volta para a pagina principal para ler outros:

All I Ask (com versao em Portugues)

Be Not Afraid

He Beat His Goal

He'll Be There

I Can Change With You

In Essence What I Want To Say

In The Eyes (com versao em Portugues)

Jenny Smiles

Now That You're Away

O Brasil É O Lugar (Portuguese = Brasil Is The Place)

One Deserves - Part I (com versao em Portugues)

One Deserved - Part II

Onze De Setembro: Um Ano Depois * (Portuguese = 9/11: One Year Later)

People Just Don't Know

Strength In The Thrill

Time It Seems To Slip Away

To You From Me (com versao em Portugues)

Together We'll Grow

Tomorrow

Twas Once A Mighty Noble Man (com versao em Portugues)

U Say U Want to Fly

Where Is Home

Who You Are *

Why Do People Hurt The People They Love?

Leading The Way

A Man Of Few Words

Jarom L. Thurston

A Man Of Few Words

2012-02-13T07:29:00.000-08:00

A Man Of Few Words

There are people who serve and don't ask for applause

They are quiet and humble serving their country abroad

They don't ask for attention or money or cheer

There are some folks who serve unnoticed year after year

They make friends over the years and seldom forget

To visit the ones they love, honor and respect

They go about their way never looking for glory

Giving their all while leaving behind a great story

This is about a man who lived such a life

My Grandpa Bruce and his beloved wife

He was one who enjoyed listening with little to say

Yet his actions and love were like giants on display

There are people who live through difficult times

But somehow they manage to save up their dimes

They don’t ever complain or ask for more

Instead they serve their neighbors who live next door

Bruce Thurston was a man of few words

But what he did in his life will create eternal rewards

Written February 8^th, 2012 by Jarom L. Thurston (Grandson to Bruce Thurston)

Leading The Way

2011-12-26T10:12:00.001-08:00

This poem is about my dear grandparents (my dad's mother and father, Bruce & Gene Thurston) and the example of living and leaving an example to their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. I always love sitting for hours listening to them tell stories from long ago and am always amazed at all they have seen and experienced during their lifetime. In October 2011 just two days after my grandpa's 86th birthday I went to his doctor's appointment where we were told of Bruce's cancer around his stomach. It was already in Stage 4 and over the next few months grandpa lost so much weight, but he always kept smiling and talking more than ever.

Leading The Way

(Tribute of honor to Bruce & Gene Thurston)

There are people in life leading the way

They are always around us never going away

We love to learn about the way they live

The way they love, teach, pray and give

The stories they tell are beyond their worth

They tell us by example how we should live on Earth

They live to show their forbearance and love

To everyone in their family and to their God above

There are people in our lives leading the way

Making us better by the examples they display

They love to live and enjoy each day

And when the time comes they won’t be far away

By: Jarom Lee Thurston (Grandson to Bruce & Gene Thurston) Sunday - Dec. 4, 2011

He'll Be There

2009-03-19T07:45:00.000-07:00

This poem was written in honor of Ryan who was a friend of everyone in my family and very well known at Payson High School back in 1996, when we was suddenly taken from this earthly life in a snowmobile accident the night of his Senior Class Prom. My brother Heath was with Ryan and their dates snowmobiling down in Fairview, Ut when Ryan and his date Shelly drove off of a huge revine they couldn't see in front of them. Shelly survived but Ryan was found with his helmet off (proof that he did not die on impact).

My mentally strong brother, Heath, came upon finding his best friend only to have to perform CPR for nearly two hours trying to save his life before EMT support arrived. Ryan was pronounced dead on arrival at the local hospital. I can't imagine having to live through such tragedy at only 17 years of age (Heath was soon turning 18). Ryan was so excited to leave on his mission and we now understand that Heavenly Father had a special mission waiting for Ryan and he was called away to slip beyond the veil to fullfil that mission!

(By the way....this picture of Ryan appears a bit old and faded...not due to the fact that it's an original print that I had to scan to digital, but because it's been in my wallet with me all these years I've missed him. We all love and miss you Ryan!!!)

Written for Ryan's farewell (funeral)...

He’ll Be There

Whenever I called on the phone
He would be there
Whenever I want to Talk
He’d say “When?” and “Where?”

Whenever I went to his house
He was always there
Whenever I was sad or hurt
He was the first to care.

Whenever his mom called
He was already there
Whenever she needed to cry
He would hug her like a bear.

Whenever life gets too hard
He’ll always be right there
And as soon as my life is over
I know that he’ll be there.

Tribute to my friend Ryan
Jarom Lee Thurston 1996

Jenny Smiles

2008-04-29T09:32:00.000-07:00

This poem is about how one individual person can have such an affect so many lives, even being disabled and unable to speak a word. This was written over 10 years before the passing of Jenny Wiess who suffered from severe Cerebral Palsy and couldn’t talk, walk or move much at all, but she had a profound impact on the lives of everyone she met. Her family requested to have this poem printed on her funeral program.

Jenny Smiles

Jenny is a girl I met today
She smiles at me with something to say

She doesn't speak like you and me
Her words are felt; it's something you see

She changed my life in just one day
She gave me hope in a special way

She showed me what a friend can be
While lying there looking up at me

Jenny is a girl I remembered today
She smiled at me and made my day

To my dear friend Jenny Wiess who I wish the world could know.
May 16th, 1997 Jarom L. Thurston

Be Not Afraid

2008-04-29T09:30:00.000-07:00

This poem is about not being afraid to live righteously, that Heavenly powers are round about you always. It’s about following the example of our Savior Jesus Christ and not being discouraged when we make mistakes, and also not being ungrateful for the blessings we do receive. Written to my brother before he left on his mission.

Be Not Afraid

Be not afraid in times of trouble
Be not discouraged after a stumble
Be not afraid to stand alone
Be not ungrateful for your heavenly home

Look to the man who walked on water
The only begotten of a celestial father
Go unto Him who miracles wrought
Remembering that of you He hasn’t forgot

Be not worried or ever afraid
Continue the foundation that God has laid
Be not unworthy of the things above
All things are possible when done with love

So be like your brother who walked upon water
Do as He did and love one another

To my brother Heath Thurston (6 – 7 – 97)
By: Jarom Lee Thurston

Time It Seems To Slip Away

2008-04-29T09:24:00.000-07:00

Taila and her Great Grandma Gene & Great Grandpa Bruce Thurston

This poem is about family and friends and why our time with them is so precious, don’t waste it and don’t lose it. Remember to say “I Love You” while they’re still around. I wrote this poem the night my grandma McNeil passed away. Despite the sadness of loosing a loved one, I was overwhelmed with joy and love for my extended family, cousins and aunts and uncles that I hadn't seen in such a long time. We hung out for hours and talked about the good memories we all had of each other. It was wonderful.

Time It Seems To Slip Away

Time it seems to slip away
Each year goes by as if just one day
Faces change and kids appear
It's hard to believe it's been all these years
It's amazing to see that our family tree
Has grown so much from a tiny seed
The memories we shared from long ago
Are ours to treasure and ours alone

As life goes on and we all grow old
It's the time together and the love we hold
That keep us close as a family should be
Though we move away and seldom see
More of each other as we know we would
If work wasn't so busy and life so good
Yet time it seems to slip away
Each year goes by as if another day
So it's good to see you once again
To say "I love you and I miss you my friend (s)"

By: Jarom Lee Thurston(To all my extended family who miss and love)
January 27, 2007

Who You Are

2008-04-29T09:12:00.000-07:00

This is one of my most favorite poems ever. I still can't read it without bawling...hahaha. Sandra (my daughter's mother) wrote this poem which is like a letter to our beautiful daughter Taila. It's about the love a parent has for their child to learn and grow and develop and experience everything they can in life. It's also about the two great cultures that merged between Taila's parents and to make her who she is!!!

Who You Are

From the great big things to the tiniest ones,
From what’s essential to what matters the least…

I want you to see the colors of the rainbow
From the pages of a book to the top of the Iguacu Falls…

I want to watch you hunting for treasures
From our front door to the back yard and then
From the Pacific to the Atlantic Oceans…

I want you to share the excitement
From the world’s most seen sights
To the ones yet to be discovered…

I want you to travel by car, train, bus, bike, plane, boat and foot,
To hike up a mountain or a sand dune, to watch the sun set or rise
From castles to shacks, from black to white and everything in between,
From soft white sand to soft white snow, from gray to blue skies,
From English to Portuguese, from north to south and east to west…

I want you know these two amazing countries
Separated mostly by geography and economy but
United by the hands of God through the love of your parents
So you could become who you are…

One of my wishes for you is that you love and respect these two nations
With all your heart and mind. You can learn so much from both of them !

I wanted to live in a perfect world where both of these lives can be joined
I’ve not found it yet, but I assure you there are paradises here and there…

You will find them I promise !

Love,
Sua Mae (your mother)…Sandra Thurston

Written by: Sandra Regina De Almeida Thurston
Date: 2005

May one day Taila share her love for Brazil with all those she loves in the United States.

Where Is Home

2008-04-29T08:53:00.000-07:00

This is a poem that tries to describe what it must be like to have to live your life in a split world, always away from half of the people you love and care about. It's always difficult to be separated from the one's you love, but when your home is in two different countries you have no choice but to live with a half-broken heart all the time.

Where Is Home

It hurts inside to say, “Good-bye”,
Yet feels so good to again say “Hi”

You went away to go back home
Now you leave again so I won’t be alone

I love you so much, I let you go
To your home far away, where there is no snow

Your heart is torn as you bid farewell
I know you love me, I can tell

Once again our souls will unite
Until that day I’ll dream of you tonight

Written by: Jarom L. Thurston
Date: January 3rd, 2006

Together We'll Grow

2008-04-29T08:47:00.000-07:00

This is another poem about relationships. It's about true love and happiness and the blessings of an eternal marriage. It talks about our journey through this life and into the next growing together and strengthening our bond through thick and thin.

There's also a part about the strong impression that couples can have about knowing each other before this life and although they lived grew up halfway around the world in some cases they were meant to find each other again.

TOGETHER WE’LL GROW

I SAID TO MYSELF
“YOU ARE THE ONE”
MY LIFE WITH YOU
WILL NEVER BE DONE

FOREVER AND EVER
THROUGH ETERNITY
I’LL LOVE YOU PAST DEATH
JUST AS YOU LOVE ME

I THOUGHT TO MYSELF
“THERE’S NOONE LIKE YOU”
YOU LOVE ME SO MUCH
SO PURE AND SO TRUE

THERE’S NOBODY ELSE
ON LAND OR AT SEA
NOONE AS BEAUTIFUL…
AS BEAUTIFUL AS THEE

I ASKED MYSELF
“CAN I DO IT ALONE?”
I NEED YOU HERE
I CAN’T ON MY OWN

THIS TERRESTRIAL JOURNEY
HAS SET US FREE
WE FOUND EACH OTHER AGAIN
IT WAS MEANT TO BE

I DREAMT ONE NIGHT
THAT ALL WOULD BE WELL
I AWOKE THE NEXT LIFE
WITH A SECRET TO TELL

THIS LIFE WITH YOU
IS ALL I WANT TO KNOW
AS LONG AS WE LOVE EACH OTHER
THEN TOGETHER WE’LL GROW

Written by: Jarom L. Thurston
Date: June 21st, 2005

Now That You're Away

2008-04-29T08:42:00.000-07:00

This poem is one about relationships and how love can be stronger because of the time away from each other. It makes the time together so much better!

NOW THAT YOU'RE AWAY

Now that you're away
I feel so very alone
I wish I could be with you
Before our girl is grown

Now that you're away
The days grow ever long
I try to explain to others
This is why our love is strong

Now that you're away
The house is no longer fun
I can't stand to stay there
So I'm always out on a run

Now that you're away
I miss my baby girl
What more can I do or say
She's halfway around the world

Now that you're away
I cry most every night
There’s no one else around me
To kiss and hug me tight

Now that you're away
I want that you should know
There’s nothing else that matters
Except how much I LOVE YOU SO

Written by Jarom L. Thurston on April 17, 2005

In Essence What I Want To Say

2008-04-29T08:41:00.000-07:00

This poem is about a father’s life and how it impacted his son’s life forever. Thank you dad, I love you!

In Essence What I Want To Say

In essence what I want to say
Is more than words in a talk can portray
It's the true meaning of the word fatherhood
It's the knowledge and belief you lived as you should

In essence what I want to say
Is more than life or love can display
It's the reason I'm here on this Earth
He's the reason I've been happy ever since birth

In essence what I want to say
Is from the beginning to forever and even today
It's what has made me who I am
He's the one who's there to tell me I can

In essence what I want to say
Is thank you for loving and living your way
It was your love and example when I was a kid
That makes me want to live as you did

In essence what I want to say
Is nothing more than Happy Father's Day
In essence what I want to say
Is everything I should have yesterday

To my father Gary C. Thurston
“Happy Father's Day - 2004”
Written by Jarom L. Thurston on June 19, 2004

My dad's a stud...nuff said !!!

O Brasil É O Lugar (Portuguese)

2008-04-29T08:39:00.000-07:00

Esse poema demonstra o amor e paixao que tenho pelo Brasil, o povo, a cultura e que quero que o mundo la fora conheca esse pais tao maravilhoso e abencoado!

O BRASIL É O LUGAR

O mundo é o lugar onde o sol brilha
O mar é o lugar onde a água se espalha
O Brasil é o lugar que a gente ama
O coração é o lugar que saudade se sinta

O mundo não conheçe aquilo que conheçi
O mundo deixa pra trás o meu amado país
Levanta-se e canta com todo seu poder
Pois o mundo lá fora está esperando pra te ver...

Escrito por: Jarom L. Thurston em 12 de Abril de 1996. Para meu amado país que eu tanto amo e que morro de saudades, Brasil !

People Just Don't Know

2008-04-29T08:34:00.000-07:00

This poem I wrote when I was about 18 and trying to make some big decisions in my life and wanting to just go away and become the person I knew I could be. It suggests having a deep understanding about one's self worth and potential and not worrying so much about what others might think about you.

People Just Don't Know

People just don't know where I come from or where I will go
I sometimes loose sight of where I'm from
And I don't know what's ahead of me
There are things I know but there are things I still do
I know I learned but I don't forget
Oh, why are some things so hard to forget

People just don't know who I am or what I know
I know who I am and where I am
Although lost in other's footsteps I know where I stand
I'm not lost to me but others I know not
If they remember me or if they forgot

I know why it's hard to live
In a world I know nothing about
I can decide if I want to see tomorrow
Yet to me the word die means living in the morrow

People just don't know who's inside of me
What they see is but one part of me
I wish people wore the contacts to see
Not what they want but what is me
The me I see is the sea of me hiding the things within
Under the blue the wild and emotional sea

People just don't know how to help me sew
Every strand of character in my soul
Everyone knows how great is a compliment
But who is it that noticed my accomplishments
The things I do the things I say
What does it matter anyway

People just don't know how far away I might go
People say it's easy but what do they know
What do they know…they just don't know

Jarom Lee Thurston - 1992

He Beat His Goal

2008-04-29T08:30:00.000-07:00

This is a poem about how succeeding in something doesn't always mean you have to win and be the best, but rather improve yourself and acheive your own personal goals for yourself. It was written after my High School years of competative swimming and reflects what I learned about myself and about the joy of competing in the sport of swimming.

He Beat His Goal

The noise of the crowd continues to roar
The towels are dropped and laying on the floor
The hair has just fallen with a slice of a razor
The red, white and blue are hanging above the water

A squirt of oil slaps the skin
He tightens his suit and looks up with a grin
The goggles are cocked and the cap set in place
The whistle blows to call the next race

The deep concentration runs up his spine
As the heat steps up all in a line
Down to his mark motionless as steel
He thinks to himself "Is this for real?"

The race one more time runs through his mind
As they explode off the block it's just him against time
Through the water he pulls with all of his might
Looks at the competition and goes on with the fight

Coming to the end breathing without air
Adrenalin pumping and nothing to spare
He reaches out hard with his very last pull
He didn't take first but he BEAT HIS GOAL

Jarom Lee Thurston November 1993

Tomorrow

2008-04-29T08:28:00.000-07:00

This poem is about little boys growing up in the gospel and maturing and going on missions which change their lives forever. It’s also about how we can all make tomorrow better by our decisions and choices we make today. (Picture of Elder Johnny Prettyman serving as a missionary in Recife, Brazil)

Tomorrow

Yesterday a child Was learning the way
Today a young man is going away

Yesterday a boy who would play all day
Today a young man will be leading the way

Yesterday a kid who didn't look
Today he's the kid teaching the book

Yesterday it seems so long ago
Today he's learning what he needs to know

Yesterday was a time we can all remember
But tomorrow is a time we can all make better

Jarom Lee Thurston - February 10, 1993

Strength In The Thrill

2008-04-29T08:26:00.000-07:00

This peom is about digging in deep to find what it takes to reach your true potential in whatever it is you want to be good at. It's about learning and doing what it takes to succeed! (Picture of my friend Dave Armstrong doing a daffy off a cliff at Sundance)

Strength In The Thrill

Srength is the question
I want to ask
Where do you get it
How long will it last

It comes from the soul
The heart and the will
The only time you feel it
Is during the thrill

The thrill is the pain
As you daffy off a cliff
But it's the strength inside
That saves you from the biff

The thrill is the excitement
As you receive the gold
You had the strength
When the water was cold

The thrill is the freefall
Where your stomach turns
You will need the strength
As soon as it burns

One more thing
Before I leave
Always have the strength…
The strength to SUCCEED

Jarom Lee Thurston - May 1993

U Say U Want to Fly

2008-04-25T09:02:00.000-07:00

This poem is about learning to overcome fears and doubts and about setting and achieving goals in life.

U Say U Want to Fly

U say U want to fly
But how far and how high
U say U want to win
But when it hurts will U grin

It's hard to see
How great U'll be
But unless U start and make a goal
U'll never get to where U want to go

So do all U can
Inspite of your doubts
Believe in yourself
That's all that counts

Now do U see how far U've come
U said U could do it and now U've won

Jarom Lee Thurston

I Can Change With You

2008-04-25T08:59:00.000-07:00

This is a poem I wrote while going through a tough time in my youth and wanting to change and be a better person. It's about humbling yourself and allowing friends and family you love intervine and help lift you up when you are down and unable to help yourself. It also has a deeper meaning about the love of my Savior Jesus Christ in my life and knowing I'm never alone.

I Can Change With You

I want to change, I want what I had
Everything's strange, there's nothing to grab
I want it back, is that too much to ask
All that I've done was done behind this mask
This mask was built to set me free
But it hasn't worked and now I must flee
How do I peel this cover away
You have the instructions, tell me the way
This is the perfect day to come out
But I need your hand, that's what it's about
Help me this once, I can get what I need
Just hold me tight or I will bleed
I always thought there was nothing to fear
Driving my life and learning to steer
Now I've found it and know what it was
Not a big secret, you gave me YOUR LOVE
Can I make it through life all on my own
As long as there is someone I'm not alone

Jarom Lee Thurston - December 2, 1992

Why Do People Hurt The People They Love?

2008-04-25T08:57:00.000-07:00

This is a poem about horrible crimes of domestic, spouse, and child abuse.

Why Do People Hurt The People They Love?

Why do people hurt
The people they love
What was he proving
You're as pure as a dove

Why did he do it
It seems so unfair
How could you love him
When he didn't care

Why did it happen
I'm glad he's not me
I don't understand
What couldn't he see

I know things will get better
Just hold on tight
Believe in yourself
And you'll win the fight

I want you to know
I love who you are
To me you are special
And to me you're a star

Jarom Lee Thurston - 1992
(Abusing women and children is always a crime)

All I Ask (com versao em Portugues)

2008-04-25T08:55:00.000-07:00

This poem is about the Savior and what He did for us and what He asks in return. This was my first true testimony of my older brother Jesus Christ, written while attending the Missionary Training Center in Provo, Utah.

All I Ask

I know that I love him
More than I understand
I know that He loves me
It's marked on His hand

I talked with Him
Before this life
He said, "I want to help"
Then He gave me His light

With His light
I've grown inside
I want to love
Instead of hide

He showed me just
What I can be
He said, "Just try"
And then He died for me

I want to repay Him
But it's such a hard task
He said, "Endure to the
end, That's all I ask"

Written by Jarom Lee Thurston in February of 1993 while attending the MTC in Provo, Utah.

Versao em Portugues

Tudo Que Peço

Eu sei que O amo
Mais do que entendo
Eu sei que Ele me ama
Nas Suas mãos está marcado

Eu falei com Ele
antes desta vida
Ele me deu Sua luz
E disse, "Te darei ajuda"

Com a Sua luz
Tenho crescido interiormente
Ao invés de me esconder
Eu desejo amar eternamente

Ele mostrou-me perfeitamente
o que eu posso ser
Ele falou, "Esforça-te
Por você eu vou morrer"

Quero recompensar-Lhe
Mas será dificil sim
Ele disse, "Tudo que peço
É que persevere ate o fim"

Escrito por Jarom Lee Thurston em Fevereiro de 1993 enquanto frequentando o CTM em Provo, Utah.
Tradução em 29 de Janeiro de 2003.

Onze De Setembro: Um Ano Depois (Portuguese)

2008-04-25T08:53:00.000-07:00

Onze De Setembro: Um Ano Depois

Um ano já se passou
Desde que o mundo inteiro parou
Choque, desespero, agonia,
Medo, rancor,
Tristeza, dor
Como descrever o que sentimos naquele dia?
Um ano depois, as imagens que se reprisam na memória
Agora fazem parte da nossa história
Porêm, ainda parece fantasia
Cenas de um filme horroroso,
Obras de um autor inescrupuloso!
Hoje o dia amanheceu diferente,
Existe um sentimento estranho dentro da gente
Muitos oram, outros choram
E há aqueles que comemoram
No entanto, a quem possui a derrota?
De quem é a vitória?
Quem estará cantando hinos de glória?
Por toda parte se ouve dizer de que em tudo isto
Tiramos uma grande lição
Entretanto, será que o que aprendemos
É maior do que o que perdemos?
Olho pra minha filha que está sorrindo e me recuso a entender a guerra
Mas mesmo que não queira pensar no assunto, de subto me vem a questão:
Será isso o começo ou o fim de uma era?
Um ano depois, ainda tão difícil de encarar a realidade!
Realmente aconteceu?
Perdemos pra sempre a nossa "liberdade"?
Ou foi tudo um sonho meu?

Não sei se por termos esperança
Ou por pura insegurança
Hoje abraçamos mais apertado,
Olhamos pro ceu mais demorado,
Achamos tempo pra contemplar
E não importa o que façamos
Com aqueles à quem amamos
Sentimos que juntos é o melhor lugar pra estar!

Sandra Regina Thurston September 11, 2002

To You From Me (com versao em Portugues)

2008-04-25T08:49:00.000-07:00

This poem is about finding that right person in your life who makes everything better and worth living for. It's also about how wonderful it is to have someone so special to share everything with in life.

To You From Me

To you from me is what I like to see
I love you and you love me
Sharing and giving is how it should be
I wrote this letter to you from me

A classic case of love not war
I give you you what you adore
And in return what you give me
Not just love but a friend to me

All my life I've waited for someone like you
Someone to hold and give things to
Now that you're here the world is gone
Gone from you and me but not for long

I sit here and look at God's greatest tree
But still nothing stands as beautiful as thee
To you from me is the way shall be
I leave all my love to you from me

Jarom Lee Thurston 4-1-92

Versao em Portugues

Para voçê de mim

Para voçê de mim eu gosto de ver
Eu lhe quero e voçê me quer
Dando e recebendo, tem que ser assim
Lhe escrevi esta carta para voçê de mim

Um caso de amor e não de guerra
Lhe dou o que adora, ficar comigo na terra
E em retorno o que voçê me dá
Não só amor, mas uma amiga sincera

Por toda minha vida esperei por voçê
Alguem pra abraçar e viver pra sempre
Já que está comigo o mundo desapareceu
Nunca lhe deixarei assim como me prometeu

Eu fico imaginando as criacões de Deus
Mas nada se compara com os olhos seus
Para voçê de mim há de ser assim
Lhe deixo todo meu amor para voçê de mim.

Jarom Lee Thurston 1 de Abril de 1992
Tradução no dia 09 de Agosto de 2002

Twas Once A Mighty Noble Man (com versao em Portugues)

2008-04-25T08:46:00.000-07:00

This poem is about Jesus Christ’s mission and the unfair life He chose to live to fulfill His Father’s will.

Twas Once A Mighty Noble Man

Twas once a mighty noble man
Born at last upon the land
Young and inocent slept Him there
While all the earth needed love and care

A baby boy grown to man
At father's will He said, "I can."
"Love one another and follow me,"
These two commandments will set you free

Life to this man seems so unfair
How could they watch Him dieing there
I can't understand how He must have felt
While bleeding and praying as He knelt

Twas once a mighty noble man
Ascending at last from this land
Back to where He once had come
To look down on us and his kingdom.

Jarom Lee Thurston Written on January 22, 1996
Translated to Portugues by Jarom Lee Thurston on July 25, 2002

Versao em Portugues

Era Um Nobre E Grande Homem

Era um nobre e grande homem
Nascido na terra, Ele veio do além
Na sua infãncia, tão inocente dormiu
Equanto o mundo do amor fugiu

Um menino que homem já virou
Pela vontade do Pai disse,"Eu vou"
"Amai vós uns aos outros e sigais meus passos"
A liberdade se encontra nesses dois mandamentos

A vida foi injusta desse homem tão forte
Foi a queda do homem que causou Sua morte
Não dá pra imaginar como sangrou
Pelos pecados do mundo enquanto se ajoelhou

Era um nobre e grande homem
Ascendendo ao Pai que vive lá no além
Voltando ao lugar de onde veio
Para mais uma vez cuidar do Seu reino

Jarom Lee Thurston Tradução em 25 de Julho de 2002
Jarom Lee Thurston Escrito em 22 de Janeiro de 1996

One Deserved - Part II

2008-04-25T08:43:00.000-07:00

These two poems are about the examples of our loved ones gone before us and the importance of family unity. It’s about the eternal blessings of temple sealing ordinances. It was written in two parts, the first for my grandfather who passed away in November of 1996 for his funeral, then part two for his wife, my grandmother at her passing about ten years later in January 2007. (My mother’s parents)

One Deserved

One lived, one learned
One gave, and one earned
To return with him
Who loved her so
The father of her children
From so long ago

One grew, one cared
One knew, and one shared
The burden of a life
Ten years so alone
But has now returned
To her heavenly home

One prayed, one served
One obeyed, and one deserved
The love of her family
For generations to come
A family united
In the eternal kingdom

One lived, one learned
One gave, and one earned
The gift to move on
To her mansion above
No longer waiting
To return to her love

Gramma "Return to your love"
By: Jarom Lee Thurston (Grandson)
January 26, 2007

One Deserves - Part I (com versao em Portugues)

2008-04-25T08:30:00.000-07:00

These two poems are about the examples of our loved ones who have gone before us and the importance of family unity. It’s also about the eternal blessings of temple sealing ordinances. It was written in two parts, the first for my grandfather who passed away in November of 1996 for his funeral, then part two for his wife, my grandmother at her passing about ten years later in January 2007. (My mother’s parents)

One Deserves

One lives, one learns
One gives, and one earns
A place with God
The greatest of all
With Him who saved us
From the fall

One grows, one cares
One knows, and one bears
The pain and the sorrow
Of friends so dear
Gone to a place
Not far from here

One prays, one serves
One obeys, and one deserves
The love of his children
And the love of God
His family in unity
Holding to the rod

One lives, one learns
One gives, and one earns
The serenity and peace
In the mansions above
A place to wait
To return him our love

Grampa "We return our love"
By: Jarom Lee Thurston (Grandson)
November 18, 1996

Versao em Portugues

Ele Merece

Ele vive, ele aprende
Ele dá, e ele recebe
Um lugar com Deus
O maior do que tudo
Com Ele que nos salvou
O Cristo que é justo

Ele cresce, ele importa
Ele sabe, e ele suporta
A dor e a tristeza
De amigos tão queridos
Ido a um lugar
Que logo será conhecido

Ele ora, ele serve
Ele obedece, e ele merece
O amor dos seus filhos
E o amor de Deus
Sua família unida
Dizendo adeus

Ele vive, ele aprende
Ele dá, e ele recebe
A plenitude da paz
Nas mansões no céu
Um lugar para esperar
Nosso amor que e seu

Vovô "Nós retornamos nosso amor"

Por: Jarom Lee Thurston (neto)
18 de Novembro de 1996
Tradução em Julho de 2002

In The Eyes (com versao em Portugues)

2008-04-25T08:18:00.000-07:00

This is a poem about family members believing in each other and being proud about their accomplishments. I wrote it for my brother Heath for his senior year Utah High School Swimming State Championships. A few months later, however, the meaning in this poem really hit home and became even more emotional then ever as my brother lost his best friend in a snowmobile accident while on their prom night date. Heath found his friend Ryan lifeless and not breathing laying in the snow, his date was in and out of consciousness but alive. Heath had to do CPR on his friend while waiting for help to arrive. Ryan didn't make it and we all miss him deeply.

What makes this poem so meaningful is how my brother was such a strong person, brother, and friend to all those who loved Ryan during that difficult time. Heath rarely showed emotion or cried until the final goodbye at Ryan's burial. Heath is truly a hero in the eyes of his family!!!

IN THE EYES

IN THE EYES OF A BOY
A DREAM BEGINS
IT'S THE WILL INSIDE
THAT WANTS TO WIN

IN THE EYES OF A YOUNG MAN
HIS FATHER BOWED
"JUST DO WHAT YOU CAN
AND I'LL BE PROUD"

IN THE EYES OF A MAN
A MEMORY FADES
IT'S THE PAST OF A HERO
THAT NO ONE TRADES

IN THE EYES OF THE WORLD
HE MIGHT BE SMALL
BUT IN THE EYES OF HIS FAMILY
HE'S THE GREATEST OF ALL

TO: HEATH (my brother)
FROM: JAROM THURSTON
FEB 16, 1996 "SWIMMING STATE CHAMPIONSHIP"

Versao em Portugues

Nos Olhos

Nos olhos de um menino
Um sonho começa
é a verdade por dentro
Que sempre conquista

Nos olhos de um rapaz
Seu pai elogia
"Só faça o que puder,
que nada me envergonharia"

Nos olhos de um homem
Uma vaga memória
é o passado de um herói
Que ninguem troca

Nos olhos do mundo
Ele pode ser pequeno
Mas nos olhos de sua família
Ele é maior do que tudo

Para: Heath (meu irmão)
Por: Jarom Lee Thurston
16 de Fevereiro de 1996
"Campeonato de Natacão do Estado"
Tradução em Julho de 2002