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Apr 2016 · 426
My Son
Connie Gross Apr 2016
You are something special
your lively ways you bring to me
a smile and sense of joy.
your laughter is so grand
a pleasure you bring to me
when you play the excitement
I feel inside.
you set me free from Stressful days
my son you teach me many things
you have your ways
of livening my days.
The energetic spirit you hold within yourself
you lighten up the moods with your funny acts
i dont know how I did it without you in my life but here you are in front of me
im so proud to have you for my own
the one who was lucky to carry you in my womb
a special bond was made the day I knew of you. My son my love I hope you know how much you mean to me.
I love you more than life its self  
no greater Love is made than a mother to her son.
Apr 2016 · 310
knowledge
Connie Gross Apr 2016
There was a time I took it in,
the knowledge that was given.
I was to be seen and not heard,
unless I was spoken too.
So quiet and unspoken,
I began to be observant,
to little things of words and simple body movements.
My mind was open to it all,
the understanding of it
was what I didn't know.
how I took the information in
may be different than another
what I learned back then
Isn't the same I think of now.
as times have changed
experiences that ive had.
The knowledge I had back then
grew into so much more
a simple understanding of so much more than what I thought
as time goes by I fear a little less
I grow a little wiser
this being inside of me
waiting to come through
as life continues I will learn
exactly what im made of
I'll  continue to do my best to learn and grow to something more
the knowledge that ive recieved since 1984 will carry on with me to the year I say good bye my name may never be famous or known for years to pass
I know I will become something more than ever planned before.
Mar 2016 · 1.7k
Standing At The Crossroads
Connie Gross Mar 2016
Standing at the crossroads,
Alone to make a choice.
left or right,
how will I know?
A path is set for me .
which ever way I go.
That way,
could mean everything.
This way,
could lose everything.
How will I know,
which way to go?
Standing at the crossroads,
Alone to make a choice.
which is right for me?
with a little faith,
a little luck ,
i'll choose the path thats right for me!
Mar 2016 · 990
I want I crave I need
Connie Gross Mar 2016
Deep inside holds over me
A powerful emotion
A strong amorous feeling
A ****** desire
I want I crave I need
Sensual serentity
Our ****** appetite
we feed
exciting he arouses me
Hot steamy tension
Gratification be
****** and always pleasing
Tastey spicy flavours
arising is dependency
Your body combined with mine
Our dangerously delicious treat
Mar 2016 · 249
Tell Me
Connie Gross Mar 2016
Tell me what you'd do
Tell me what you'd say
Tell me how you'd feel
If I fall in love with you
Mar 2016 · 310
Dancers I Have Seen
Connie Gross Mar 2016
Their costumes are so daring,
sparkling in the lights.
A soft and gentle glow,
she has across her face.
He moves along beside her,
swiftly on his feet.
Placing his hands,
so carefully on her waist.
They glide so gracefully,
together on the floor.
So effortless they move,
together and in form.
The room filled with rythym,
like if you where in a dream.
You must see, the two of them.
He leads the way with swirls, dips and
lifts of high intensity.
The creative generosity,
of movements on the floor.
seductutive and romantic,
the mood at high vilocity.
The passion in the center square.
The two a perfect pair.
A timing of perfection,
Expressive and Effective,
Their bodies demonstrate compassion.
Inspiring are they.
A feeling of excitement  and pure appreciation
the audience has for them.
The finish They did have .
Earning them a standing overation,
whistles in the air.
A gift they have together,
to act as if their one,
dancers with expression,
a passion and with love.
They are very taleneted,
these dancers I have seen.
Connie Gross Mar 2016
A delicate subject, a delicate thought.
A thought I had been pondering.
Times are tough for many,
all in same or different ways.
No matter which *** you are.
Who's to say who's better off?
A mental break down could be near.
One may be stronger minded,
maybe stronger willed.
Maybe ones supported,
from loved ones that are here.
For those who are broken,
good chance you feel alone.
It's sad but true.
this thought we've had,
To end our lives.
A dangerous thought so many have.
A simple get away.
Living can be rough,
even very scary.
Our hearts can break so deeply,
Our brains can overload.
It's difficult to understand,
the amount each one can bare.
To feel like your alone,
to know you are afraid.
It's hard to judge a person,
who took their very life.
Sure you may not get it,
You may not understand.
I do not feel it selfish,
a struggle they where facing.
I really wish they hadn't.
A similarity we've all kown.
A feeling we've all felt.
This truth is very real.
A painful thought,
It's really so surreal.
A life is usually taken,
when a persons luck is down,
Or bullying has occured.
It may happen when addictions have overruled,
For some a medication with a side affect.
No matter the reason for suicide,
a reason they have felt was right.
Who's to say it's right or wrong?
A moment happens quickly,
when in pain and misery.
No truly happy person,
goes to think this way.
I wish they hadn't died like this,
so sad and all alone.
I wish they didn't feel that way.
I wish they had a person near,
I wish they hadn't hurt that day.
I wish they knew tomorrow would come,
a chance to start again.
I know they feared tomorrow most.
I don't feel them selfish in anyway.
In fact I bet, they felt they where so many different things,
Burdens to society, An Ugly face, a useless space, worthless and pathetic, stupid and a coward, unloved by all, who'd miss this stupid face.
They may even have felt Betrayed by one or more, a joke to ones around. Insulted by ones they trusted.
A broken soul needs mended.
No matter of their feelings,
deep the feelings went.
A while they built to that,
A while it took to break them.
A fight they tried to make.
Be mad there gone, be sad for them.
They where broken souls,
in pain they bared.
Life they feared.
know it wasn't to hurt you.
The pain they couldn't bare.
The thoughts they had where deep,
the tears they cried where real.
A cry for help they had,
hand to hold they needed.
How sad it is they didn't know,
the love we had for them.
We all have our up and downs,
Struggles we've all shared.
Similar thoughts in all our heads,
at some point it's there.
A hurtful subject, a sensitive thought.
A fight we fight daily,
a battle I hope we win.
For suicide is hurtful,
no matter who you are.
A tryful test for all of us.
I hope your not alone,
and if you are, you sould know,
I love you all out there!
Suicide is very touchy and difficult. Because we have all felt suicidle or known someone who has. It isn't easy for any of us. Many say it is selfish of the person. I really don't think it is. I believe it's the guilt we face feeling like we failed them and weren't there to help.
Mar 2016 · 399
Kiss From Death
Connie Gross Mar 2016
I do believe, Birth and death are preplanned certainty.
all our choices that we make, will plan our destiny.
everything we do, changes what could be.
If I say yes to you today,
I may lose something more tomorrow.
But who will ever know?
A certain spill or minute missed, could mean everything,
to happiness and misery
or timely uncertainty.
I was late this morning,
changing my formality.
My fate was changed immidiatly,
when I was late this morning.
I was safe today.
I heard the news,
a cemi struck my bus .
If I had been on time,
sends shivers down my spine.
I could have been no more,
with the other casualties.
When I saw the bus;
dented in completely, where I always sit,
laying on it's side.
many did not make it,
my pain I bare inside.
for I was saved by minutes late,
my special fate today.
A kiss from death this morning,
was not my time to leave.
My time of death is certain,
planned it is for me.
For me it's uncertainty and definatly destiny.
Mar 2016 · 391
Jess
Connie Gross Mar 2016
We where born so seperatly,
a distance far between.
Waiting for the stars to aline gradually.
Bringing you to me.
We wouldn't meet for years to come,
that's ok you see.
Growing up so differently and seperatly,
was the way it ought to be.
People we have met,
knew of you and me.
little did we know,
our paths would cross some day.
We began at different schools,
different friends we had.
As we grew, few I knew,
left my school to you.
Stars began aligning,
for it was meant to be.
meeting in our high school.
starting as our enemy,
for reasons I can't recall.
We met so many years ago,
who knew we'd be here?
A friendship unblievable,
a treasure you are to me.
A special bond we have.
A love you are for me.
We started off so casually,
then to be inseperable.
So thick and strong.
though times had passed we did not talk,
our bond is truly remarkable.
time away it did not change,
we always stay the same.
a look with eyes between us two,
speaking not a word,
A conversation we can have,
that only us will know.
We've had our share of ups and downs,
always supporting me.
The laughs we have,
the tears we share,
memories of everthing.
Jess my friend I'm so glad we met,
so many years ago.
Through all the times we've had.
our simple memories.
I'm greatful and excited,
to reminisce and
share these things with you.
I wonder what the furture holds?
From fighting back in high school,
and everything in between,
to becoming family.
I Love you Jess Forever
For all the things you mean to me,
It's hard to find the words.
I prayed for a friend so long ago,
how little did I know,
my sister I would find.
Look what we've become.
I thank you for the years.
I thank you for your time.
I thank you for the love you give.
Your truly someone grand.
A treasure I do hold.
I am looking forward,
to watching you grow old.
Mar 2016 · 496
Shadow In my Dream
Connie Gross Mar 2016
I dreampt of you before
I couldn't see your face
a shadow place
a shadow face
I dreampt of you once more
Who you are I do not know
Here you are again
You never show your face
You never speak a word
in the distance I do see
I see you standing there
a shadow place
a shadow face
Who are you to me?
Will you ever show your face,
or speak a word to me?
Mar 2016 · 301
On My Own
Connie Gross Mar 2016
I told myself I wouldn't,
I wouldn't be like you.

I told myself I couldn't,
I couldn't speak like you.

I told myself I shouldn't,
I shouldn't frown like you.

You left me bruised and damaged,
you left me all alone.
how could I forget.
never will you be to me.
It breaks my heart in two.
You missed out, on what could be.
I trusted you full heartedly.
How little did I know.
You never said I love you,
you never helped me through.
I wish you knew that I loved you.
who I am to you.
A girl you knew back then,
who really needed you.
I'm grown up no thanks to you.
I've decided way back then, not to be like you.
I smile now to everyone.
I lend a helping hand.
you'll be sad to know,
i've done it on my own.

I told myself I would,
I would be like me.

I told myself I could,
I could speak like me.

I told myself I should,
I  should smile like me.
Mar 2016 · 243
Reflection In My Mirror
Connie Gross Mar 2016
I see you standing there,
I can see your tears.
I know your withholding,
something big I fear.
I know your mind is over thinking,
It's ok I'm here!
your not alone I promise you.
I wish you could see yourself the same as I do.
Please don't shed another tear,
save it for something more.
Your heart is big and compassionate,
your smile bright and strong,
Your talented as can be.
Your smart and very beautiful.
There is nothing wrong with you.
Please don't look this way,
don't shed another tear.
It's ok i'm here,
your not alone,
I promise you!
Mar 2016 · 252
Confidence
Connie Gross Mar 2016
I know it can be scary,
I know it can be grand.
We share this very thing.
Some have more than others,
some i'd say have too much,
others not enough.
It's one thing that can make or break us.
For some we go in spurts.
We all have moments of being,
bold, daring and self-assured.
Other times we're sanguine, hopeful and possitive.
no matter how we are feeling,
be sure it's from one thing.
In days of doubt we lack it most.
We feel afraid even cowardly we tend to shy away.
A little sad and meek today we seem to be unsure.
We can not know which way the day will go.
For everyone we know shares this very thing.
No matter who we are a moment can change it all.
From being self-reliant to feeling more depressed.
A simple thing can chang it all for sure.
A compliment or negative response,
a true effect they both do have,
for each and everyone.
A simple little word,
the power it does hold.
For everyone I know shares this very thing.
We learn and grow from this extraordinary feeling.
A gift we have in all.
No matter who you are,
Be bold and daring,
strong and sure of yourself today.
For everyone is beautiful no matter what one says.
Be satisfied with who you are.
The gift was given to all of us.
Be proud of what you are.
I know sometime's it's hard.
This amazing gift we have,
meant to raise you up.
Be convinced of yourself,
for you will see.
Confidence will show you things,
you may have never had.
It seems like such a little thing,
a difference it could mean.
Mar 2016 · 342
Jealousy
Connie Gross Mar 2016
I wish I didn't know you,
I wish we never met.
My insecurities fill me,
with poison through my veins.
My beating heart is aching,
my throat is hard and weary,
my eyes are blind and streaming,
my lips are trembling silent,
my mind a racing rage.
I wish I didn't know you,
I wish we never met.
my insecurities fill me,
with poison through my veins.
I wish I could escape you,
My fears I can not hide,
You hold a power over me.
I wish I didn't know you,
I wish we never met.
Jealousy is killing me.
Jealousy I fear, it holds a certain rage.
Jealousy fills me with it's poison,
Toxic in my veins.
I wish I didn't know you,
I wish we never met.
Mar 2016 · 262
Beautiful Colors Are We
Connie Gross Mar 2016
My rage is fiery red,
My greed as selfish orange,
My fear as noticed as yellow,
My willpower as strong as blue,
My compassion as vibrant as indigo,
& Last my favorite one,
Love as beautiful as violet,
All the colors of the rainbow,
Holds a little of everyone.
For all of us share these qualities.
who knew the good and bad,
Could mean so much to our personalities.
How beautiful are rainbows?
How beautiful are we?
A balance of the colors,
A site we are to see.
Mar 2016 · 373
Grandma's Love For Me
Connie Gross Mar 2016
You where there for me.
When I was small and fragile,
you where there for me.
When I couldn't protect myself,
you where there for me.
you sheltered me with hugs,
You held me close to thee.
You stood your ground & raised your voice,
Always saving me.
You showered me with kisses.
you always looked out for me.
Protecting me through thick  and thin.
I always knew you loved me.
We grew older,
Separated where we.
I struggled to find myself.
Ashamed of me I was.
Denied myself the only one, whom accepted me.
Grandma i'm so sorry,
I wasn't  there for thee.
I loved you very  much,
Important to me you where.
I'm sorry I didn't show you,
How you meant to me.
my tears flow wild and thick,
I wasn't there for you.
The guilt I hold within,
the anger feels surreal.
My sadness is but strong.
You needed me,
I should have been for you.
I feel I betrayed you?
maybe let you down?
your loyalty you gave to me.
I'm so sorry I wasn't here for you,
The way you where for me.
In Loving Memory to my Grandma. I miss you so much!
Mar 2016 · 434
My Little Serendipity...
Connie Gross Mar 2016
Your little hands,
Your little toes,
Oh how they will grow.

Your mind seems small,
But oh how large it is.
For all the things your taking in,
The places you will go.

I hope I teach you well.
I hope  I raise you right.

Your little nose,
Your little voice,
Oh how they will grow.

My little serendipity,
My life, My love, my heart.
oh how fast you grow.
Mar 2016 · 554
Most Treasured Possession
Connie Gross Mar 2016
I was but a lost, broken down girl.
Never knowing how to trust another soul.
Not understanding or comprehending Love.
Longing to be held safely in the arms of another.
I knew nothing of it all.
Scared and alone, weak and torn, ashamed and confused, emotions running high.
My battered body, my ****** hands I would hide.
My mind damaged from abuse, I couldn't speak a word.
My heart has been shattered, by all too many.
The weight I carried on my shoulders.
I hid my very soul,
Ashamed of me I stood aside.
I've waited seems forever, only to be seen and heard.
My suffering I have bared alone.
In only an instant, my life would quickly change.
For he saw me and begun to set me free.
I saw him & I fell.
For my walls I could not keep,
For he begun to break them down.
He has eyes of pure serenity,
The heart of gold,
The strength of many men,
The voice of confidence,
The body of protection.
He holds the key to my very soul.
He has undressed me with open eyes.
He has embraced me with the tightest hold.
He has kissed me with the softest lips.
I am his student, he is my teacher.
In him I trust.
He has listened with an open mind.
What once of mine was shattered,
Is whole again once more.
For he has touched my beating heart with his presence.
For him I have been waiting for,
For him I do crave.
I am bare breasted, kneeling at his feet.
bound I am in ropes, bound to him I am.
My fiery passion burns for him.
A slave I am to he.
I am his submissive beauty.
My will is his orders,
I wait for his commands.
I honor him with my loyalty.
Saved me from the darkness,
He brought me to the light.
his power strong and thick running through my veins.
I will not fight,
I will not deny him.
For I am his submissive beauty.
My soul is his to keep.
I hide no more.
He is my one and only,
Always and Forever,
The one I shall obey.
He is my Dominant,
The only one I trust,
For when im bound and serving him,
My life is within in his hands.
He never takes advantage or treats me with disgust.
what many may see as wrong,
they really do not know.
I've  never been or felt so safe,
He never goes to far.
He know's that I am beautiful,
Respects my very being.
He is My Master,
& I his most Treasured Possession.

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