This is a poem I have recently written and read at a family members funeral.



I know everyone has a time
A time thats theirs alone
A time thats marked forever
Written, embedded in that stone

Why can't the ill be saved?
The fighters who have a will
A will to live their life
Those who have life left still

These are questions
With answers unknown
questions which make it harder
to lose one of your own

So free my eyes of the pain
Clean the cheeks stained with fear
Of not knowing where your going
Of not having you near

I know he must of wanted you
For a specific reason I'm sure
Who could blame him
He wanted the genuine person you were

We will think of you today
We will think of you tomorrow
We'll think of all the happy times
And not just the sorrow

We will think of you with love
But that is nothing new
We thought about you yesterday
And days before that too

We will think of you in silence
We will often speak your name
Now all we have is memories
And your picture in a frame

Your memory is our keepsake
With which we'll never part
God has you in his keeping
But we have you in our hearts

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When puting these entries from my notebook onto my blog, I found myself trying to change them as I wrote. I thought if I changed a few things the piece would be more appealing. But I had to make myself leave them be. I used different colors and font to make each piece an individual. But for sure....I would not like to put anymore pieces from my notebook onto my blog for viewing..:)

Not good enough

The author made his sculpture to please her
Although it never happened
The brown wood wasn't good enough
Either was the size
Brown
Ugly
Wood
The artist felt pain
He couldn't please her
Nor would he ever
Stupid bitch he thinks
And what an ugly sculpture
Too many pieces
Just thrown together
It was made just for her
Maybe not enough time was spent

Lifes too short

*Had she not got into that fight with her husband last night, getting up this morning wouldn't have been so hard. Her little girl was not happy or interested for her first day of school. Her iritability made the situation worse. She hadn't noticed untill loading her daughter in the car, with all the rushing around that she had picked out two different socks. Too late now. She thought to herself, how could I ruin my dughters first day of school...life is way too short.

What will she do today?

She sees him coming
As fear bulds up inside er
What had she done today?

He glares with intent to hurt
He knows of what he does
What had she done today?

She knows hiding will do no good
With a man who apparently knows eveyrthing
She wonders
She hopes
She dreams
Of a new beginning
What will she do today?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s8jw-ifqwkM

We have you in our hearts


We thought of you with LOVE today
But that is nothing new
We thought about you yesterday
And days before that too
We think of you in silence
We often speak your name
Now all we have is memories
And your picture in a frame
Your memory is our keepsake
With which we'll never part
God has you in his keeping
We have you in our hearts

Why does her heart break?

Why Does Her Heart Break?


Why does her heart break?
Does anybody know?

The smile she carries

Is all for show

How can her heart break?
When her presence shakes a room
The glow that radiates
Will surely end soon

Why does her heart break?
She asks herself everyday
She seems to hate herself
In each and every way

Why does her heart break?
She may never know
Untill then, the pain she feels
Will fall down her face, her story untold

Question for the girl who will never again wake
Why does your heart break?

She's my Best Friend

When I need an ear

To me she listens

MY best friend

When I need a shoulder

To free my eyes of the pain

She stands by me

My best friend

She knows me

She gets me

She understands

MY best friend

But not just a friend,

Connected much deeper than that

For she is my sister

My partner in crime

With me untill the end

She's my best friend

She's my best friend