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Sunday, September 16, 2012
Entertain Angels Unaware
I lie awake cold and alone,
No place to call my home,
Upon the night,
Darkness is my light,
Everywhere I roam,
To find a place to sleep,
With no shoes upon my feet,
No material things do I keep,
The ground is cold,
My stomach is empty,
As I see people who have plenty.
No one cares for me,
For I am homeless you see,
I have had a hard life,
It started the day I lost my wife,
I don't want sorrow or pity,
Just some love and care,
Maybe some shampoo to wash my hair.
People pass me by,
Without a tear in their eye,
Never giving a hand,
What If I was an angel?
Sent from God above.
To test man of,
His brotherly love?
You will never know,
If you never give true brotherly love,
For we entertain angels unaware,
Never knowing the true spirit hidden there,
This poem is given,
To you as a lesson,
Whenever passing someone in need,
Let go of the greed,
Stop and heed to your heart,
To the call your heart has be given,
Help those in need,
While you are living,
And you will entertain angels unaware!
by Millette Addison
A Different Path
It's time to go, to leave this place
A shadowy voice does cry.
But the voice belongs to me alone,
And still I wonder why.
The time is here upon me now
Like a weight, heavy pounding.
Or has it Lifted? Hard to tell
The Questions keep arising.
The unknown awaits, as it does
For foolish few who dare.
Is it foolishness?
Curiosity perhaps?
Or something I'm not aware.
For I am scared and poignant now
More than ever at present.
Tears cloud my eyes as pen meets paper,
And I hope for my ascent.
I leave behind what I comprehend
And even with all communication.
I know for now without doubt,
I drift, en route a new location.
But who's to say what shall pass
And what still lies ahead.
I only know that were I'm at,
I'll yearn 'till forever dead.
Yet for now the flame still burns inside
However daily dying.
To light the path less traveled by
In haste I'm already striding.
But am I running from that I cannot?
Escape from oneself is ever brief.
Before we are again confronted,
Hunting for relief.
Yet still I follow my perilous path
To wherever it might be leading.
And well it may, onto something new,
And strangely more inviting.
Or perhaps not . . .
But who's to know, not I as yet
The fate of anyone on this Earth,
I wouldn't like to bet.
For life can lead in many ways
Often now undesired.
Fate can deal a cruel hand sometimes,
But we play on, cold and tired.
And art is born of life
Hard, dejected and trodden.
Hence emerges exquisite beauty,
And some direction from the coffin.
Finding it is a difficult thing
Sometimes left without thought.
But time it ticks, and years they fly,
I'm sure it can't be bought.
So we search, as do I
For things that bring on the 'morrow.
The weak are those who don't pursue,
And languish in their sorrow.
Happiness is that I chase
And hope to find someday.
I'll count the means again I'm sure,
There is always another way . . .
by Brian Emerson
Dreams, Wishes, and Tears
If dreams were given to a lonely man
and a lonely man's dreams came true,
I'd force myself to sleep all the time
just so I could dream of you
If wishes were given to a lonely man
and I was given just two,
I'd wish for you to always love me
and the other I'd give to you
If my tears could write a love song
I'd write a love song for you,
It would explain just how I feel inside
and how much I love you too
But, dreams are only dreams
and wishes seldom come true,
My tears can't write a love song,
but when they fall, they fall for you
by Sir Shotgun
Meet Me In The Stars
As I am saying good night at the end of the day,
And you are not here, but many miles away,
My heart is so empty and so lonely inside,
As I wipe away a tear I am trying to hide.
I close my eyes and try to go to sleep,
But with the sadness inside I begin to weep.
Suddenly I remember what you once said to me,
Just meet me in the stars, waiting for you I will be.
When distance tends to keep us apart,
Remember I still hold you near in my heart.
When the night together, can't be ours,
Just close your eyes and meet me in the stars.
Meet me in the stars, I'll be waiting there for you.
With a bottle of wine and glasses for two.
Just close your eyes and there you will see,
Waiting in the stars, just for you I will be.
Remembering those words, I begin to smile,
And gently close my eyes, lessening the miles.
I can see the stars, oh how beautifully arranged,
But you are not there, no hug to exchange.
I sit alone waiting, with hope in my heart,
No longer wanting to be kept apart.
Suddenly in the distance, a shadow appears,
A tear rolls down my face and the image is clear.
There is no question it is you that I see,
Waiting in the stars, just like you promised to me.
You hold out your hand as you become near,
And put it in mine saying, "I miss you, my dear. "
Suddenly there's gentle music, filled with romance,
You gently pull me close, we begin to dance.
Just meet me in the stars, that is where I will be.
A special place in the stars just for you and for me.
by Geri Mooren
Endure
If I can endure for this moment,
whatever is happening to me.
No matter how heavy my heart,
or how dark the moment may be.
If I can but keep on believing,
what I know in my heart to be true.
Then darkness will fade into morning,
and with this dawn a new day, too.
by Bobi
The Mask
A mask of plastic happiness often covers her sadness
Her beliefs hidden from most
Afraid of, but willing to face the unknown
Wondering where her place is in this life
She has come close to sharing herself
Never completely revealing anything to anyone
Feelings of invisible chains corner her
When she dreams, reality shatters before her very eyes
Accomplishments she strives for just at hands grasp
She feels lost sometimes, not yet finding her notch in this world
At times the glimmer in her calm eyes slowly disappears
But within her heart a silent flame burns her inside and out
She roams day by day, playing roles
Strength unknowingly resides in her
History repeats itself once again
The translucent veil she so proudly wears
Little by little answers will come, pushing it aside
One day there will be no more mask for her to wear
One day her beliefs will be known
One day she'll know her place in this life
One day she will share herself
ONE DAY this mask will be NO MORE
by Wolfgirl
Saturday, September 15, 2012
The Miracle
There is a majestic quality-
In everyone for all to see.
Some keep it hidden, some never realize-
The magnificence they hold in others' eyes.
Ah, yes, life itself is the gift.
Though the memory, itself, Time doth sift.
And some might think the reverence gone-
As those we love one by one pass on.
But the intricacies Fate doth weave-
In commemoration for all who grieve.
Are the blessings given to rebirth-
From souls no-longer of this earth.
At first notice I came undone,
My father staring at me through my son.
But, now, in joy I ascertain-
Through him, my father lives again.
I look to heavens' resounding grace-
Renewed appreciation of life and my place.
Knowing as each newborn child opens their eyes-
The miracle continues, no one really dies.
by Michael Anderson
Into Every Life
She looks into air, herself falling rain
Dripping coldness past, memories old pain.
Drops fall, the puddling her damp water-life.
Spiraling a mirror, self-lonely strife.
A sigh, one frown, crying soft saddened tears.
Storms of remember - through bleak yesteryear.
Clouds a-whorl, dark sky sheltering fair heart.
But how can she joy, while taking no part?
Cov'ring cold soul, corona of defense.
Defying the stab of her fate's intents.
This is madness, she thinks in plaintive cry.
I'm here, on the cusp, of lay down and die.
What my destiny, but an empty-off dream?
A plaything with which gods and angels scheme.
Am I doomed then to live, time never-free?
Subsumed wholly 'neath life's scattered debris?
Is justice, outside this torrential doubt?
Perhaps more than sorrow, painful fall-out?
Is love, perhaps, just a sliver of sun?
Shining through mists, revealing Avalon?
Personal paradise, which I can own,
Evoking happiness, hither unknown?
She raises from streets of lonely no more.
Light slicing through darkness, hopes washed ashore.
Her withered gait now straightening with pride.
She glides like an angel 'cross future's tide.
Belief in life renewed, no, only found.
Footsteps echoing, a cadence of sound.
Caressing the ground, sing the beat of her heart.
Into the sun seeking love's brand new start.
by Christopher
A Book Of Memories
Hidden in the attic,
all the way upstairs,
is something very special,
that I would like to share.
My hopes,
my dreams,
old photographs,
of good times and bad times that make me laugh.
The joy of a hug,
the thrill of a kiss,
leaves me to remember the pure, simple bliss.
I cry for the fun,
and giggle for the pain,
I enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain.
The thoughts and wishes,
they all stay with me,
all of these contained in my book of memories.
by Kathleen Sheppard
Standing Alone
I can see the flower upon which my life grows, blooming into a rose.
See the hope and courage in the strength of the petals.
As long as I am, I will be.
The flower will never wilt or die.
As my life grows back, I shall become strong.
I shall become only dependent on one.
That one will be me.
I will rise with my petals high.
My life as a flower will bloom and prosper as I grow.
I may not be the pick of the patch, but I am just as beautiful as the rest.
I will stand as one, but not a lonely soul.
The tears will be far from my smile.
by Chase
Fifteen Crosses
I had a dream I was kneeling, at fifteen crosses on the hill
Not a whisper from the trees, everything was still,
I felt a sadness in my heart, an empty kind of pain,
Fifteen souls had gone away, only memories remained.
I tried to cry out to ease my grief,
Lifted my hands to heaven, prayed God's relief.
Not a sound or a word, emptiness abounds,
My sorrow overcoming, I began to drown.
Such bitter suffocation, I wish someone could hear,
Why we let this happen , in my dream nothing was clear.
I shook my fist to heaven and begged for reasons why,
But only silence spoke, offering no reply.
No sound came from my lips even as I screamed,
I prayed it's just a nightmare, an awful kind of dream.
Then I heard a choir of angels beckoning from above.
"The world is reaping hatred,"
"Because the world's not sowing love."
"You should embrace each other's differences no matter what they may be,"
"And enlighten each other with the hope of peace and unity."
When the angel finished speaking, she ended with a sigh,
Gazing down at fifteen crosses of fifteen souls who said goodbye.
Then the heavens opened up, the angels giving way,
up to the gates of heaven, Amazing grace began to play.
And as they left this Earthly realm the angels were downhearted looking
back at fifteen crosses of the recently departed.
A soft rain began falling, but no cloud was in the sky,
Then Jesus whispered to me, "This is how the angels cry."
by Lisa Teller
Alone
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were- I have not seen
As others saw- I could not bring
My passions from a common spring-
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow- I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone-
And all I lov'd- I lov'd alone-
Then- in my childhood- in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still-
From the torrent, or the fountain-
From the red cliff of the mountain-
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold-
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by-
From the thunder, and the storm-
And the cloud that took the form
(When all the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
by Edgar Allen Poe
Never Ending Rain
You had to go and that is understood.
Things just weren�t right here for you.
The feeling you have given me
Has left me alone, standing alone.
I�m almost certain that you can see.
During your absence it has given me time
To think of ways I can escape this.
To run away from the pain.
Nothing ever seems to work
It�s almost like a never ending rain.
With you there and me here standing alone
I worry for the day to come
The day when we are further apart
You won�t be there in the coming year,
To help me through things, but you�ll be in my heart.
There is also a fear of being detached,
Of being separate for so long.
We have progressed through the years.
The times we have shared merely brightened my day
And now all I can do is shed the tears.
The hurt that I am feeling right now,
I know that you can feel it inside.
But I want you to remember that once it�s through,
You�ll always be my big brother,
Someone whom I will forever look up to.
by Kristi Maxim
Hope
When all about you is black with gloom,
And all you feel is pending doom.
When your bones are racked with grim despair -
When every breath is a gasp for air.
Keep on going, though you need to grope,
For around the bend is a ray of hope.
A ray of hope is perhaps all that's left,
As your will to live has been bereft.
You've lost it all, it's just no use!
You can end it all, you need no excuse.
But throw away that piece of rope,
And give yourself a chance of hope.
Just give yourself another day,
Brushing aside what your thoughts may say.
This is your life and you can make a new start,
By ignoring the brain - just follow the heart.
Taking baby steps in order to cope,
And minute by minute you'll build on your hope.
Build on your hope,. one day at a time,
Though the road be steep and hard to climb.
The hurts of the past - they should be dead.
The fears of the future are all in your head.
Just live in the present and refuse to mope
Your life will sparkle for you're living in hope.
by Brian Quinn
Voice Of An Angel
I commited so much crime,
It was pretty much like a flood...
And then one day i shot the wrong way
And I shed an innocent person's blood...
Now, the cops had me surrounded
There was nowhere I could go...
So, I threw down my gun
And got on the ground real low...
Well, they cuffed me and they stuffed me,
And then they hauled me away...
And they locked me in an ice cold cell
Until my trial day...
Now, the courts proved I was a terrible person,
You see...
So, the jury found me guilty
And the judge threw the book at me...
The sentence I received was harsh,
he gave me twenty-five to life...
I knew right then and there,
I've lost my children and my wife...
So, from that moment on
It seemed like all I could do was cry...
Because everything I love I've lost
And I just wanted to die...
Then I heard this voice
Ask me why I'm falling apart...
I said, because I'm lost and alone,
There's emptiness in my heart...
This voice said, If I accept Jesus as my savior,
Then he will come to be...
The one who fills my heart with love
And truly sets me free..
So, I listened to this voice
And I did everything just right...
And before I fell asleep
The Lord came to me that night...
And now that he has set me free
And helped lift me from my hell...
I owe a thanks
To the voice of an angel in my cell...
by Robert A. Vorce aka Tony
(written at OSP - Oregon State Penitentiary - 2001)
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Friday, September 14, 2012
The Last Good-Bye
My heart is sunk and moist is eye,
As nothing is more painful than the last good-bye.
These two words would change my life forever,
As a life without you, I thought never.
Remember that time together we spent,
Like a wind of joy that came and went.
Now we stand at the road’s end,
To choose our path and our lives to mend.
I hope that God will make up for this loss,
And maybe in future our roads will cross.
Till then I thank you for the moments we shared,
And for me, so much, you loved and cared.
Good-Bye to you, oh my soul beloved,
To the good old relationship that we both served.
This poem was written/submitted by Dinesh K.
#38 Letting Go
How do you walk away from someone you love
And take the road of friend;
Can you reroute the course you have taken
And start over once again?
I don't really want to let you go
But inside me I know I must;
The times we've loved . . . the times you've left
My heart says stay . . . but it's my mind I must trust.
We have shared so much together
Laughter . . . fun times . . . tears;
Yet sometimes we can't turn back time
We must walk away, and allow ourselves to heal.
I know one day you will be happy
And your soulmate you will find;
I know we each have one out there
Even if for now . . . only in our minds.
May life be gentle with you
May God's best come your way;
And on some quiet tomorrow
You will realize things were better this way.
The Tears (a sad poem)
The tears are streaming down my face
Going to a better world,
Where no ones hurt and no ones crying
And everyone feels the same.
The tears they're falling for you
And all the things you do
And all the things you gave me
And the way you left me.
The tears are for all the loss
For all the sadness,
All those terrible things the world has thrown at me.
But you never felt sorry for me.
You just understood,
It couldn't be done.
And you cried with me
For all the things the world threw at you.
The tears should be for you
The tears should bring you back.
But they don't work.
Did you believe in magic?
'Cause the magic isn't working for me.
Why won't they bring you back?
Why can't you come back?
I need you, I love you,
You are my soulmate
Come back to me.
If you can't come to me
Will I come to you?
Is that what you wanted;
What you planned?
Should I come to you?
The tears are falling faster now.
I need to go to you.
I know where the blade is.
It's still shining from on the floor where you left it.
I haven't been able to move it.
But now it will move.
You were right, it's heavier then I thought.
Don't worry, I'm coming.
Just like you asked.
I hope I'm not to late.
Soon they will find me.
Lying next to you.
We'll be on the news.
Together, like you said.
How sad, the news lady will say.
But it's not.
The tears are gone now.
Now we are together,
We've done it!
They tried to keep us apart,
But we were stronger.
We will be together forever
And the tears will stop.
By Black Rose Burning13
Eternal Love
I stand alone on the sandy beach
my tears flowing into the sea
because I know you’re out of reach
and no longer here with me
You looked so handsome laying there
In eternal sleep forever
The pain I hide is too much to bare
I want us to be together
But I am needed on this lonely land
for a little longer at least
to help and guide the people I love
giving them reassurance and peace
so I’ll be on the shoreline here
to cry more tears over you
On your birthday every year
to celebrate our love so true
Until it's time to meet once more
to hold and love one another
as we did all those years ago
when I was your friend and lover.
By Terrie Brushette
Lost Souls
In this heartless creation
It is hard to understand
Why some souls choose to wander
Forgetting
Yet I am lost without wandering
My love is a ghost
Ancient - with wisdom
Vital - with tears
Not able to move on
Unable to let go
It's hard to remember a love
You don't recognize in this life
Yet the memory is without thought
Agony - without knowledge
This love - is without mercy
Passing through eternity
Life to the next
Forever searching
In a labyrinth of whispers
For a blissful love
Lost
Longing for the touch
I'll sense when I feel
Whispering to my heart
Comforting this stoned soul
Our love burns within me
But I am lost in the shadows
This entity of dreams
Forever killing me
I believe this love is eternal
The flame will not relinquish
Forever circling me
The very matter of my existence
But for now I simply breath
Awaiting your rescue
Music - bonding our souls
Pain - stirring the memories
While silence shouts out this melody
By Sweet Madness
Looking For Your Face
From the beginning of my life
I have been looking for your face
but today I have seen it.
Today I have seen
the charm, the beauty,
the unfathomable grace
of the face
that I was looking for.
Today I have found you
and those that laughed
and scorned me yesterday
are sorry that they were not looking
as I did.
I am bewildered by the magnificence
of your beauty
and wish to see you with a hundred eyes.
My heart has burned with passion
and has searched forever
for this wondrous beauty
that I now behold.
I am ashamed
to call this love human
and afraid of God
to call it divine.
Your fragrant breath
like the morning breeze
has come to the stillness of the garden
You have breathed new life into me
I have become your sunshine
and also your shadow.
My soul is screaming in ecstasy
Every fiber of my being
is in love with you
Your effulgence
has lit a fire in my heart
and you have made radiant
for me
the earth and sky.
My arrow of love
has arrived at the target
I am in the house of mercy
and my heart
is a place of prayer.
By Rumi
Timeless Land
Within my arms a dream I drift away
I close my eyes to face reality
A scent upon my heart sings follow me
To timeless land where lovers freely play
-
Within my arms a dream of what may be
A whispered wish when wonder had its sway
Beyond sweet mist our promise on display
Beyond all this a timeless destiny
-
Though somewhere a rude sound bids me return
A wind of doubt is tugging at my soul
And passion preys upon the peace I yearn
You sigh and move my will to gain control
-
Within my arms a dream that has come true
A timeless land forever loving you
By Martin Kloess
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Two Days
There are two days in every week
About which we should not worry
Two days
That should be kept free from fear and apprehension
One is yesterday with all its mistakes and cares
Is faults and blunders, its aches and pains
Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control
We cannot undo a single act we performed or erase a single word we said
Yesterday is gone forever
Then there is tomorrow
With all its possibilities, it’s adversities, its burdens, its rewards
Tomorrow’s sun will rise
Either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds
But it will rise
Until it does, we have no stake in tomorrow
For it has yet to be born
That leaves today
Anyone can fight the battle of just one day
It’s when you add the burdens of yesterday and tomorrow
That you break down
It’s not the experience of today that drives a person mad
It’s the remorse or bitterness of something that happened yesterday
And the dread of what tomorrow might bring
Therefore, it only makes sense
For peace of mind and hope
Live simply one day at a time
Live today!
A Crystal Meth Poem
If my glamorous lifestyle is appealing to you.
And you want to try me because you've nothing to lose.
Then, let me give you a bit of advice.
You are a fool. And you'd better think twice.
I destroy homes. I tear families apart.
I take your children and that's just the start.
I'm more valued than diamonds.
More precious than gold.
The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
If you need me, remember; I'm easily found.
I live all around you. In school and in town.
I live with the rich. I live with the poor.
I live just down the road. And maybe next door.
I'm made in a lab, but not in one like you think.
I can be made under your kitchen sink.
Or in your child's closet and even out in the woods.
If this scares you to death, It certainly should.
I have many names, one you'll know best.
I'm sure you've heard of me. My name's Crystal Meth.
My power is awesome. Try me you'll see.
But if you do, You may never break free.
Just try me once and I might let you go.
But if you try me twice, then I own your soul.
When I posses you, You'll steal and lie.
You'll do what you have to Just to get high.
The crimes you'll commit, For my narcotic charms
Will be worth the pleasure, You'll feel in my arms.
You'll lie to your mother. You'll steal from your dad.
When you see their tears you must not feel sad.
Just forget your morals and how you were raised.
I'll be your conscious. I'll teach you my ways.
I take kids from their parents. I take parents from kids.
I turn people from God. I separate friends.
I'll take everything from you; Even your good looks and your pride.
I'll be with you always. Right here by your side.
You'll give up everything; Your family, your home
Your money, your friends, You'll be all alone.
I'll take and I'll take 'Til you've no more to give.
When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to live.
If you try me be warned: THIS IS NOT A GAME.
If I'm given the chance, I'll drive you insane.
I'll ravage your body. I'll control your mind.
I'll own you completely. Your soul will be mine.
The nightmares I'll give you when your lying in bed.
The nightmares I'll give you when your lying in bed.
And the voices you'll hear from inside your head.
The sweats, the shakes, and the visions you'll see.
I want you to know: These are your gifts from me.
By then it's to late and you'll know in your heart
That you are now mine, And we shall not part.
You'll regret that you tried me. (They always do.)
Remember, you came to me. Not I, to you.
You knew this would happen. How many times were you told?
But you challenged my power. You chose to be bold.
You could have said "No" and then walked away.
If you could live that day over now, what would you say?
My power is awesome as I told you before.
I can take your mother and turn her into a whore.
Go ahead and curse me with every breath.
Just make your choice: Will it be life or meth?
You will take unknown paths on your journey through life.
Some will bring happiness. Some will bring strife.
But, my path is one you must not ever cross.
Although it's well trodden countless lives have been lost.
Now that you've met me, what will you do?
Will you try me or not? It's all up to you.
I can show you more misery than words can tell.
Come, take my hand. Let me lead you to Hell.
Meth Kills!!
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THE RAINBOW BRIDGE POEM
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Monday, September 3, 2012
My Weekend With You In My Thoughts
I met my dear friend for lunch
Laughed, shared, discussed
Realized how much she would enjoy
Your special blend of humor I smiled
A private smile and thought of you
Kathie had a friend spend the night
Two six year olds to play with and cuddle
Read stories, said prayers, sang songs
Kissed good night and tucked snugly in
Saw our two girls in my mind, thought of you
Fixed pancakes Saturday morning
Sweet smell filled the house
Family came out of the woodwork for breakfast
And I thought of cooking in the morning
Especially for a special man, thought of you
Took the kids skating on Saturday
Had a great time on wheels, not blades
Beat Bianca while racing, laughed a lot
Fell flat on my butt, jumped right back up
Thought of skating on ice, thought of you
Spent Saturday night laughing with friends
Letting my hair down and being silly
Hadn't laughed that hard in forever and a day
Wished it would go on and on and on
Only having one person there would have made it better....
Thought of you
Sunday morning dawned beautiful and bright
Blue skies warm without a cloud
Sat in church and prayed for you and your classes and work
Your family, Your Dad's surgery, your health
I felt content and at peace for a moment, thought of you
Took the girls to the park in the afternoon
Played on the swings and the slide and ran like crazy
Fed hungry ducks, gave bread to kids all around
Wore shorts and a t-shirt it was so nice and warm
Chasing Emma I looked at my feet, saw running shoes, thought of you
Sitting quietly for a moment
Sipping some iced tea at the end of the day
My mind slowly wanders, aimlessly traveling
Day dreaming and soon I feel heart messages
Emotions of love...I realize....I thought of you.
by Julie Jordan Scott
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Piece Of My Heart
I’m giving you a piece of my heart
To remind you that I’m always here for you,
No matter how far apart we may be
I’m giving you a piece of me
A part of my soul
That will hold you dearly
And and never let go
Whenever you are troubled
And struggling to smile
Remember I have a special place for you,
That has no limits and goes on for miles
There is a part of myself
That is given to only you
A place unseen,
That loves you for you
I’m Giving You A Piece Of My Heart
THE RAINBOW POEM
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The child is father of the man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
By William Wordsworth
If Tears Could Build A Stairway
If tears could build a stairway
and thoughts a memory lane
I'd walk right up to heaven
and bring you home again
No Farewell words were spoken
No time to say good-bye
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why.
My heart's still active in sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one can ever know.
But now I know you want us
To mourn for you no more
To remember all the happy times
Life still has much in store.
Since you'll never be forgotten
I pledge to you today
A hallowed place within my heart
Is where you'll always stay.
God knows why, with chilling touch,
Death gathers those we love so much,
And what now seems so strange and dim,
Will all be clear, when we meet Him.
I Knew you for a Moment
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