They say that times were tough then

That money was very tight

But I remember my childhood

And I know that can't be right


Mom would cook our dinner

Dad came home at five
We were all sitting at the table

Waiting for him to arrive


We wouldn't eat from a microwave

Or a restaurant down the street

We all ate Mom's home cooking

And boy that can't be beat


We didn't eat in front of the TV

Or with a phone in our hand

We weren't plugged into a stereo
bopping to the latest band


We would all sit at the table

Everyone in their place

There were never any surprises

We recognized every face

Brothers to the left of me
Sisters to the right

That's the way we ate dinner

Every single night


We laughed we joked we talked we ate

We were a family don't you see

Though some may have been raised poor

You can see it wasn't me


We ate collards we ate biscuits

We ate fatback and blackeyed peas

We said yes sir we said no sir

We said thank you ma'am and please


So when you talk of family life

Or how it used to be

Though many had more money

None were as rich as me

Memories of another time still come

To me and fill my mind, with thoughts.  
Of you when you were young.
I lie awake
'Till the morning sun comes creeping
Through my window shade,
as I dwell upon
 Mistakes I've made.
What I would give to

Go back in time and feel your little

Hand in mine.
To cherish each fast and

Fleeting day. To hold you close and kiss

Away, each pain that life will have in

Store and try to give you so much more.

You are part and will always be, imbedded in the soul of me.
While I'm
Here, I want to say, that I've loved you

Each and every day and when my time on

Earth is gone.

The privilege was mine to have been your Mom.

Welcome to my broken home,
There's nobody here I'm all alone.

The walls they scream of things once said,
They constantly echo in my head.

The door in front it never closes as people never stay,
The hatred and guilt always drives them away.

So welcome to my broken home I don't have anything to offer you,
No love, no face I'm out of place and there's not much I can do.

I sit in here and do nothing at all,
But stare at these empty walls.

It portrays the life of hurt and hate,
My destiny, my anguish, my solitaire fate.

It's like a projection screen playing a never ending show,
It's like it's in slow motion, so painfully slow.

So run now from my broken home, keep the door open as you leave,
Because being trapped in here I still need air to breathe.

Tell now about my broken home of all things heard and said,
Because even as a woman that house still lives in my head.

That little girl trapped inside, well that little girl is me,
Even though I'm older now the horrible thoughts won't me be.

When the day is done for the infantry,
they bow their heads and take a knee,
they clasp their hands and start to pray,
that they may live another day,
should a challenge for them ever arise,
they would proudly meet it with open eyes,
soldiers fight with the honor and pride,
moving any and all fear to the side,
a soldier's family and freedom is his core,
for wanting to ever fight a war.

Life is so meaningful,
With their gentle human qualities
I have learned to cultivate tolerance
I am spiritually awakened

A little friendship to cheer me up
A little smile to brighten my day
Hope to strengthen me
And love to be eternally with in me

Love is a blessing that cannot convey
A true blessing from above
But let me give thanks to all,
The hearts that are true and pure.

Lost my self trying to please everyone else....
        Now im losing everyone else trying
          to find myself ......

I want to thank you for a few things.
Thank you for letting me love you and allowing me into your life for as long as you did.
Thank you for loving me back and showing me that there are people who like me.
Thank you for caring as much as you did and for listening to everything I complained/talked about. And thank you for sharing your secrets with me and letting me share mine with you.
I would never share them with anyone.
I’m not going to do anything to hurt you or make you look bad.

I harbor no resentment towards you.
I only have love and I wish the best things in the world for you.
At the same time, I selfishly wish things could have ended on a different note.
I am not bitter nor angry.
I find no fault in the decision you made because
I can only see beautiful things when
I look at you and only think beautiful thoughts about you and for you.  
I know we won’t have time to talk in person,
so you can read this on your own.
Also, if I said this stuff in person
I would probably cry,
like I always do........