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"Many are asked, yet so few
have the answers."

                              " ? "
"What's your ?..?"
"The tree offers shade, then allows us to
cool from the heat of the sun.
The blades of the grass beneath cushions
our bodies as we think of the future, and the
comfort of the bed that will soon take it's place.
The pasture with it's land far as the eyes can see.
It takes us to past dreams that we longed to be.
It melts us with-in. We hold, and hug each other
with a feeling of never wanting to let go.
We're in love. No moment like this can ever be
No other woman can ever take her place.
It's Love It's Love. This happy in me has never
been before.
Let it not be a dream. For i have dreamed of
this before.
She kissed me softly. I opened my eyes, and
she was still there."
"Married couples should stop thinking of Marriage
as an institution, but as a relationship that's
on fire.
It just may last forever."
"Her days have flown by as quickly as the
birds that dive into the sea.
She looks at all the four corners of the earth, and
says. "No one is looking at me.
The High School Queen of so many years ago.
Students, they stared as the hallways lit up
with her glow.
She's alone.
The Glory Days sung by The Boss always brings
the tears to her Alaskan Husky blue eyes.
Holding on to her Prom Dress as her Granddaughter
walked by.
Once again a stare game into her life.
She smiled and walked to her Granddaughter
leaving her past behind.
Thinking of only one thing. The little
face that she approached, (whispering softly to herself.)
"It looks just like mine."
Alone only when she thinks of the past.
In the present with her Beautiful Granddaughter
sharing their future that she may someday
be the High Schools best."
Dear Love,
"You have been a part of my life for many, many
A vacation perhaps you are on that avoids me
to feel your touch, or the sweet nothings that have
been silent in my ears?
Life is complete with you in it's company, but
filled with an emptiness once you walked out of
my party.
Many friends turn out to become acquaintance's
no love lost at all.
Then again there was one, and still
never to call.
Do i place you in the same category
as she?
Will you ever return to my party to spend
your remaining lifetime with me?"....
"I once sold cars, only because of many
When i told the truth, the customers left
with their hidden ******* salute.
Many of us were ****** if we did, and ******
if we didn't.
So i kept on lying, and had to laugh
about it.
This was me for many,many years.
Then the day came, i found myself shedding
the guilty tears.
Guilty of how i was hurting my fellow man.
crying over the thought how selfish i have
My mind began pounding to the sounds of drums
at a Heavy Metal concert.
Taking the food off of someone's table
so then i can enjoy life's benefits.
How fortunate that i live to see the errors of
my life.
To die before this day, and having to explain
those ways to JESUS CHRIST.
I found something that was never lost.
Just didn't know where to look, and to pay
such a heavy cost."

Thank you Jesus,
"I woke up this morning, thought i would
give you a call.
Then i changed my mind, just can't give in anymore.
The pain you gave is like a throbbing sensation of
a deep cut that is trying to heel.
Soon the pain will subside, but the memory
never dies.
You lost me forever. for my soul will be somewhere
in the woods.
Someday you may search, only to find that i
will be gone.
So yes, i will hang up the phone, never wanting
to hear your voice again.
This i never planned.
I was once in love, and so happy to have held your hand."

"Once i was 10 playing stick ball on the
black tar streets in Brooklyn.
Then to hear my Mother call when
it was time to come in.
A basement apartment one bedroom that
slept four.
With Mom, and Dad on a pull away couch
hearing them both snore.
We didn't have much, but a roof over our
Three meals a day, our parents gave us their best.
They supported our needs, and healed
the bruises on our knees.
Never bated an eye to help us
when we cried.
Showing us so much love, but
we being too young to understand what
it was made of.
I'm all grown up now with children
of my own.
Teaching them what i was taught,
with a comfort that they will
never be alone.
My parents taught me well in
appreciating all in my past.
My children show me now
that our love will forever last."
"Your valley's are rich with your soil, i
stand in them.
Your wind flows so freely, i breath
it in.
Your waters are wild, and cool, they
refresh, and cleans me in body, and thoughts.
You surround me with your mighty mountains, i
see them.
My eyes are now yours. I see what you imagined.
You gave me a soul, for now
i know you.
You created my knees, to allow me
to bow before you."
"I'm alone in this world, with god
by my side.
I miss the hugs, the kisses, and the roller coaster rides.
To be kids once again, surrounded with all that joy.
Choosing sides for a baseball game, and never wanting to let
go of your favorite toy.
Time had passed so quickly, like so many leaves that fall
from the trees.
They float through the air, then are blown away
just as the recent years.
Memories company my loneliness, some
wonderful, some sad.
Yet it's the memory of you that makes my
alone seem it's not all that bad."
"The winter chill of death past through our love 3 years ago,
but my heart never lost it's summer after glow.
A love so wonderful in every way.
A love so wonderful that death took away.
With us being so young, not old enough to understand why,
I cry, i cry. with my words of goodbye.
Some lovers loose their way, but live until eternity,
Ours found it's way, but two hearts were set free.
Unfair you might say.
Reasons why i told you i loved you everyday.
Always fearful for when death takes us away."
All good things come to an end. Even "A LOVE SO WONDERFUL"...
" I've been abused, mishandled and
NOW I return to me, backed to
person who I used to be.
She took me away, Because of her
beauty, and her age.
The elder in me was like a Tiger being
Let out of a Gage.
It had nothing to do with lust.
I'm a man of God . He appointed me
to life up her life. A matter of must.
The months went by very quickly.
I was doing as much as I can, but
Feeling unappreciated wasn't in my
My silver hair was dyed brown, to
Look as young as I can.
Finding myself in shopping malls,
NOW never even holding my hand.
This went on for month's.
Dinner's, and lunches was not enough.
Now on her menu, she added brunch.
There's a lot more to be said, but I think
you all got  my point.
Maybe I should have stayed in the
A man of my age."
The moon was full and bright just
the other night.
The howling and appearance  of the wolves
were nowhere in sight.
Fog draped the sky like a velvet cloth.
Flying bugs showed up. ( Gypsy Moths)
Such a fear was released in the air.
It bellowed deep within me shattering
my thought's with bells ringing in my ears.
I fell to the ground, not being able to take the
next step.
A taxi then pulled up with a lady in the
I was told she asked the driver to stop.
That was the last i was to hear.
Morning followed with the sun beating
down on my face.
I awoke in satin sheets, and a unfamiliar
Three knocks with a butler opening the door.
Asking "Coffee Sir"? I reached for it in
my pajamas of silk.
I felt like a piece of a puzzle that would
never find it's way home.
Interrupting my thought came a voice of
a woman. A beautiful woman. "Thank you Simone"
She said to me that i have been missing for hours, and
time to get up for my morning shower.
I did what she said, and at the same time thinking
i maybe dead.
That's not the case. I just happen to be in
another place.
My mind speaks to you. It's what so many of us go
I'm a man with Alzheimer's. Someone who needs
to be cared for. Please don't make me wander
Fiction of course. Stories like this happen everyday. Take care of your loved ones. For so many years they took care of you!!!
With Love, God Bless,
"Walking in the mist of a spray bottle type of
Two AM in the morning on a roadside in
a lot of pain.
Crashed his car into a tree. No one in sight.
Wandering all alone, never feeling such a
lonely fright.
His bones were chilled, having too much to
Legs felt like logs, mind not being able to think.
Never did pray in his life, but all of a sudden
he started to.
Praying to see head lights coming his way to
help him through.
For the first time he felt like the sheep that lost
it's way.
Wondering where is his shepherd to lead him out
of his stray.
Laying down on the side of the road, too weak
to go on.
Later waking up to a nurse, holding his left arm.
Telling him if it wasn't for your Guardian Angel
he would have been gone."
A true story of an old friend back in High School.
No one ever claimed responsibility of taking him to the
Angel's are always among us. Even on a dark, roadside Residence!!!
"I spoke to an Angel.
As a matter of fact i shook his hand.
He said a couple i knew asked him to pray over my wife Jo Anne.
Six months was all she had left. No cure was in sight.
So we prayed, and asked Our Father to help us with this fight.
I walked Pastor De Angelus to the door to give thanks, and said goodnight.
He then shook my hand, and said. "Don'y worry, she's going to be alright.
The visit had ended, i'm home, and on the phone.
Talking to the couple giving thanks, and feeling so alone.
For they have no recollection of Pastor De Angelus, and my wife even being their.
Chills went through my spine, as the Pastors name went through my mind.
De Angelus, De Angelus, i questioned myself twice.
The Angel, The Angel, was the answer that came to me that night.
Months went by, and my wife became well.
Doctors could not understand, and Pastor De Angelus was never found.
Never able to tell."
"A summer day in August, with the sun brightening  a dark
blue sky.
You became a perfumed breeze that walked by.
You caught my eye.
"An August Wind" guided you to me.
I felt the warmth of it's touch.
We walked for hours, we spoke of so much.
Smiles, and laughter showed up on our first date that night.
It was felt by two, it was right.
Love at first sight.
Every August i think of that day with you in that wind,
and your perfume presence in the air.
Many times i imagine the smell of your fragrance.
I look, but your no longer their."...
I enjoyed 39 Wonderful, & exciting perfumed "AUGUST WINDS"...
My wife Jo Anne. My Soul Mate, passed Jan. 18th 2010 ..
Her perfumed fragrance was called (360 degrees)...
"I was loved, now I'm
This was something we never
spoke about. Goodbye."
An Old Friend...
"I feel a warm breeze approaching, it's settling over God's land.
Angel Mouths are coming, coming to give us a hand.
Listen to their praise, their words we need to hear.,
Absorb them in your souls, for a new life will appear.
Don't be afraid they come in peace
Sent from up above, to open hearts, and minds,
Explaining Our Lords love.
Many of us don't listen, we seem to turn them away,
someday you may need them, for they will always be here to stay.
Angel Mouths are coming, Angel Mouths are here,
listen to their praise, their words we need to hear.
Their words must flow like blood pumped directly to your heart.
That's where Our Lord lives, he's been their from the start.
God's world is at a threshold, we feel his pain each day,
but an Angel Mouth keeps praying for the pain to go away.
We need to take them in, and praise the work they do,
for we are all God's children. He needs our praise too.
Angel Mouths are coming, we all know that they are here.
Listen to their praise, their words we need to hear.
If you should ever feel broken with your world falling into doubt.
Quickly. Fall to your knees, look up to the sky, and become an
Written June 10 2011.....
"Just who do you think you are?
You skip out on your wife over a neighborhood
It's not like you fool to do the things you
To leave the one who loves you.
You best learn how to chill.
Feeling like the cool cat with the curiosity
they hold inside.
One day you just may find out, that
you'll always have things to hide.
No way to live a life when you have
the best waiting for you after a long hard
day of work.
She wraps her beautiful arms around you,and
tells you how much your worth.
You must not have the will to throw things
that are so wonderful away.
Now i can stop looking at myself in this
mirror, get some sleep to awake for a brighter,
and better day."
How many of you can relate? Work hard for what you have.
If you can find each others hearts. Then you will become one!!!
" The bus ran late as i stood in the fog lighting
my cigar, and there you are.
Like a genie exiting from your bottle.
The aroma of the cherry blend smoke
filling the air with the dampness only England
can bare presented a perfect match of us two
just standing there.
Leaving London was immediately put on hold,
you captured my soul.
A taxi pulled up as if it was sent from up above.
We entered, and she spoke. "Take us to a place
where we are to make love."
Thoughts raced through his mind of what
the future may hold.
Living in the States with a job that awaits.
Can he be so bold?
The ride comes to an end, and pays the fair.
A doorman greets them with a hardy cheer.
Making their way through the lobby they
reach the front desk.
Keys to their room are handed to the lady.
She holds them tight up against her *******.
They exit the elevator on the 10th floor,
she injects the key to open the room door.
Making her way to the bathroom in order
to freshen up.
He takes a sit on the bed lays back only to pass out.
A tug on his shoulder, he awakes, with the bus driver
letting him know they're at the last stop."
"Over, and over i wish for that perfect
come true.
Thinking of your mind, can i ever place it
in mine?
Days go by i forever see you in
my eyes as i look in every mirror.
Nights begins it's journey while i'm
left to worry.
Worry for that perfect come true.
Roses with their perfect pedals.
Waves with their mighty raw.
A sunrise followed by it's beautiful
A skyline with your 50th story view.
So many "Perfect Come Trues"
Where are you."
"I may not say thank you to all who
like my poems.
Please don't take it to heart.
I'll try my best to start.
I love you all, and the art you do.
To love a strangers work,it's a
dream come true.
The world can bring so many down, but
when a poem is read, it can turn around
their frown.
We are gifted from above.
The Lord allows us to think.
We put his words on the "Paper Wall", for others
to stand up and speak.
They speak to others with all that we have
to say.
It give's them a life with a smile, finding them
enjoying the brand new day.
So please forgive me for not saying thanks to you all, but
Love  me as i love you, and keep writing your mind
on the "Paper Wall."
"You get what you want , but you don't
have what you need.
Many of us go through life with smiles
on our faces, yet the heart is of stone.
It needs to be chiseled down.
you need tools for that, but not the kind
of tools that many think about.
( a hammer & a chisel)
Try thinking of placing the hammer with
a (Thought) and the chisel with a (Goal)
Try thinking of the things you received in
your life that you always took for granted.
They came to you with a purpose.
Many of us think for what was received was
placed in their proper place. if so then why
the heart of stone.
Try now in your lives to whatever comes to
you, set them toward a goal. A goal to start
breaking down the stone, and replace it with Love.
A love that gives  now what you need.
Have the things you need, rather with the things
you got. "A Replacement"....
"At 10 years old the emotion of like became love.
For the first time i felt an adult in me, but not looking at
my baseball glove.
I shook my head, and looked at her again,.
She smiled, as i greened." ....
My 1st encounter of the opposite ***, and starting to understand new feelings that were beginning to emerge at our young age!!
"The radio music invaded my mind.
It brought me to a place i left behind.
Our glory days were filled with so
much fun, the song came to an end, but
the memory had just begun."
" The year was 1968. My journey in life took me
to a place so unfamiliar to me. Fort Ord Army Base.
There is where i began my Manhood. (Boot Camp)
Week after week of drills that brought sweat out
of me that i never knew existed.
This was in Northern California. Land of American beauty.
Yet i was in Hell. All we thought at that time was, can we make it through?
Then beyond any notice to us, we were all called out for a roll
call.. The Commanding Officer awarded us with a weekend pass.
The cheer was so loud i thought i was in a Football stadium.
We were dismissed, and packed to see what "I Once Saw."
First stop. A town called Carmel. Cobblestone streets, trees with
leaves of color as if they were born out of a Kaleidoscope.
It was though i was living in a Charles Dickens novel.
I walked through stores that held no dust. Nothing out of place, they
had a Heavenly touch.
When i stopped for a bite to eat.
Even that was an unforgettable experience.
The food tasted much better. I didn't want to leave my seat.
What captured me the most as i strolled through these impressive
streets of Carmel, was a view in where i stood overlooking the Pacific
"BIG SUR". I almost fainted. A sight so beautiful to my eyes i wondered
Why? Why do so many people leave this great land of ours to go on
vacations elsewhere?
To be standing on a cliff looking at the raging ocean waves pounding
the walls of these mighty rocks.
"As I Once Saw" I yearn for more.
A sight that comes to me in so many of my nights.
Branded in my mind for the rest of my life."
To all my Poet Friends. Next vacation, try Northern Cally.
You must visit Carmel, and Big Sur, if you hadn't already.
God Bless,
He laid his head upon my chest, i
felt his breath on the back of my neck.
Yet that was long ago, a baby of only
eight months old.
Time can be an enemy when you would like it
to stop.
It just fly's on by with no end in sight.
I live today with the quote."God giveth, God
taketh away.
Seemed like yesterday calling him home from
his day of play.
He's all grown up, and stuck to his plan.
Been away three years now. Him and Uncle
Coming home soon. I pray he makes it out
of those sand dunes.
So if anyone of my Poet Brothers or Sisters should read
this. Give my Son your prayer ending with a
"I gave her a hand full of kisses, she
then shed a tear.
Her head moved gently into my chest
Speaking softly. "I never want to move
from here."
Never feeling love before, That's what
Foster homes do, but now she's mine in
My arms to a FAMILY to come home to.
Adoption is such a wonderful experience
to live.
Happy eyes beam like the sun.
My wife, mine, and our 11 year young
Girl we named, Sam."
"I fell in love when i
First saw myself in your eyes."
"She stepped on to the train, black
sunglasses with a German Shepard held
to her hand.
Standing quietly still, hoping to be shown to
a seat.
No conductor was present, to help
her off her feet.
I jumped to attention, the dog took a liking
to me.
They have that sense you know, us humans would all agree.
She quickly asked me my name. "Michael" i replied.
i came back with a question. "How did you know that
i'm standing by your side? She said. "The smell of men's cologne's
never lie.
She allowed me to sit with her companion at her
I also sat beside her, both enjoying the ride.
Our conversations were of many.
She took me to many counties, and Islands i never heard of
I sat listening in awe, For she was a Rear Admiral in the
United States Navy.
That led me to my curiosity of why she was blind.
I asked, she answered. "A subject i'd rather not discuss at
this time."
I  need to say "I apologize." She replied. "It's okay. How
can i be upset with a man who made my day."
The next stop was her's.
I helped her off the train.
We said our goodbye's, and you know,  I never did asked her,
her name."
"Life can be so strange.
Seconds turn into minutes, hours to days,
weeks to months, months to years.
So many have passed, and our flesh has never touched.
With all this time our lives have gone on,
with my thoughts of you filling the air.
At the same time i day dream, to hope i find you their?
I ask of the wind to deliver my thoughts, as my life runs it's course?
Thoughts do leave minds in search for a home to find.
You, my childhood friend. Can this thought of you ever end?
Will the wind breeze through you,
To have you think of me again?
I was 10. My childhood friend Linda was 9. My Dad was in trouble. Our Family flew to another State in the middle of the night. I never seen Linda again.
Only in my Dreams & Thoughts....
"Back In The Day, Yeah, when men did a little work, but
a lot of play.
Meetings at the saloon, and many times drinking
til noon.
So many pats on the back from strangers they cared
nothing about.
Just the company at a card table, or playing
craps in the back.
Yeah. Back In The Day is something today that
they cheer about.
Something though they all left out.
Their Ladies kept at home.
Probably dancing with the
kitchen broom.
Hardly ever spoken to, only when they jumped
after being told what to do.
Cleaning, and cooking. Making sure the children
were all cared for, cleaned, and dressed.
Making sure the Mother in them gave them their
No respect until one day they took a stand.
They fought  back against man.
They've come a long way to show the world that
they can.
So many say. "It's a man's world."
I say. "Look at the shape it's in."
Seems we  left it impearled."
I write this, because i'm a man of 66 years young. I think Back In The Day
quite a bit. The days of my Grandparents. The early 1900's. Woman were nothing but a Human Robot to the men. The work that the woman did, was the work the man wanted no part of, yet they show no respect for the love that woman had for man. To me it was a sin. Imagine if they were given self respect, and honor Back In The Day. If they did, too me...
Today would be called, and proudly said."It's a woman's world." I also said. PROUDLY, because it would not be in the shape it's in!!!!!
"The flicker of a match burns quickly, compared
to your cold Heart that has me leave swiftly."
"I fell into the darkness, but soon i stepped
into the light.
She stood right in front of me, it gave me
an uneasy fright.
I leaned away to open a door.
She then called my name while
my heart fell to the floor.
Not knowing her that well, but wanted
always to.
I turned, and said hello, not knowing
shamefully what i was to do.
We spoke of the meeting that we both
had attend.
Exchanging phone numbers came early,
this beginning relationship was not about to end.
The dates also came quickly, taking me away from my work.
Poetry became secondary, i was becoming a clerk.
Being Away from certain things i Love.
So i say simply. SECONDARY can never be ABOVE"...
"There is only one way that your
Prayers can be heard.
They need to be spoken."
"Bound in darkness, does the evil really enjoy
being there, or do they whisper,
"Please take me from this fear"?...
Chained like a slave of many years ago.
Kept away from the truth, teaching them only
lies that Satan knows.
What makes them tick to a clock that shows
no time?
What makes them display hate that brings us
to our knees with their inexcusable crimes?
I pray they are crying out to be saved.
Maybe someday they will.
I'm sure that Good will prevail in the coming
days of still."

"I sat in a restaurant waiting for my order to arrive,
In between a day dream, i glanced over my shoulder, and witnessed
tears coming out of a young man's eyes.
His right hand clutched in hers as she pulled away,
i was able to read her lips. "I have nothing more to say."
She excused herself, stood up, and slowly walked toward me,
looking into my eyes, she bowed her head, and softly said.
"Dam it, he still has my apartment key."
My lunch arrived as he sits their and cries.
I feel his pain, i once played that game.
The only difference was.
It was i who said the goodbye's.
We always hear of the girl with a broken heart.
"Boys Hearts Get Broken Too"
"I don't know how to stop loving you,
but these thoughts are Branded in me of when you were untrue.
The past is gone, and we're both separated, still
my heart beats for the return of you.
It's been a year since i broke away, yet the fool in me
thinks of you each and everyday.
Do your arms reach out to me in the morning
on the empty side of your bed?
Maybe their's another who strokes your body, and
rubs your head.
I sleep alone, and in my dreams i'm dreaming, if only
you can love me as you did before, then answered
as you again walked through the door.
Reaching out your hand in mine asking
for forgiveness as the sun once again begins to shine.
The fading dream awakes me, the thoughts of you are still very clear.
A new day begins, i begin to prepare.
Suddenly your gone, but only for a little while.
Night will return for us to be, you, and i."....
"I just finished watching a movie titled
"The Help"
A true story of Black Folk who were treated
as bad can be.
I'm a white man who feels disgust within every
inch of my body.
Fools they were to treat God's creations that way.
I'm a common sense man who lives under the laws of God himself.
Animals were treated better then they, and it's still happening
Lift up your hearts people, and Love the Love that Our Lord had taught.
This goes for every race. It just may bring us to a better
"How i wish you can come out to play.
Can't think of another way to spend this day.
If clouds were to appear as we walked on the pier,
They would still be filled with the sunshine reflecting
through your long brown hair.
Accompanied with a glow on your face that i once
so much embraced.
Kissing your lipstick lips that i truly, truly miss.
Being where i want to be,
and a feeling being mutual. You being with me.
It's late in the evening with my heavy heart in
this quite place, to share my care for a woman
who deserves satin, and lace.
You've become my friend at the age of 10 that
leads me to say. "Oh how i wish you can again,"Come Out And Play."
" A question that should always be said
face to face.
A phone call will only be forgotten, and
a text can quickly be erased."
"Knock knock. Who's there?
Jesus. Jesus Who?
Jesus Christ."
If just one opens the door to let him
in, it was well worth it to be written!!!!

Happy New Year to ALL my Poet Friends!!!
God Bless,
"Yes i'm cold, and so very angry.
Never having a word to say,
no one ever to know whats inside of me.
Central Park is my home, and i'm welcomed to stay.
A tour guide with a handful of people visit me day after day.
You may think i'm homeless. That's not the case you see.
I'm just a statue in a New York park, where the birds make
a mess of me."
I always thought of the Statue named "The Thinker" And what might be on his mind...
"Make me brighter then the
sun shinning over the Pacific.
With the waters below flickering like
Diamonds in it's ocean spray.
Create my face as beautiful as the
most colorful rainbow floating through
The bluest sky's.
Keep my heart warm, but as RED as
The  Hell's fire's.
Paint my emotions that will run through
My body like the winds storms  over an Arabian desert.
Have your brush complete me with
Your warmest touch, and your favorite color.
For I am Your  canvas that you bring
TO life."
" Will you be in my hands once again?
Have the tears stopped running down your face,
Hoping the sorrows have fled from the misery's of
that forgotten place.
Are you on your way home?
Can you fill me with the desires of years ago?
Can we store the hurt that was so hard of letting go?
The visions in our souls were many,
can they be seen when you return?
I pray they will, without having to learn.
My heart still beats in tune with yours.
Does your's still hold the same notes?
Another dance, another whisper to my ear, but only
of different quotes.
My door is open, as i wait for you to knock.
My hand will rise quickly as i undo the lock.
We stand, and stare before the clutch of our hands,
You've "COME HOME" i reply with a tear in my eye.
You dried it off as you said. "Yes, with no more goodbye's."
"We started a book that held many chapters.
Leaving us with a number of empty pages.
Now the clouds roll in as my search for you begins,
Will we ever again put on our happy faces?
Your golden blonde hair that blends with the sun,
and your eyes matching the deepest blue sky's
are now hidden behind the clouds.
My life is now filled with only the raindrops that
fall, not from the sky's, but from your eyes.
Please "Come Out From Behind The Clouds.
Let us start the next chapter."....
"If you think you know it all, i would
suggest you keep things to yourself."
"Unwrap the Glad bag gently, and lift up Gods newest baby angel.
Free her from the woods where no toddler should ever lay.
Place her gently beneath your wings, and fly her to the Heavens
where she can once again play.
Allow her to know of the world, and how we all cared.
Tell her of our tears turning into smiles once justice is prevailed.
When she's comfortable in the Heavens have her meet "WINNIE THE POOH,"
Give her the life that was taken, and her favorite Teddy too.
Such a beautiful little girl with a name to match.
Caylee Marie Anthony your butterfly will fly.
One that we will never catch."
Dear Caylee,
"Your popularity came to us from a photo. A world of love went to you through our hearts."  
Goodbye Little Angel,
Michael De Tomasso
"Oh No,
Here's another morning without
you. it leaves me with another day
surrounded with my broken heart.
Can't seem to look up at the sky, all the raindrops
keep falling upon my teary eyes.
It's so hard to go on when all our memories have
been you and me.
Do i stand a chance with this helpless romance, of
how it use to be.
Baby i can't go on thinking your in the arms
of someone new.
It has always been . me, and you.
Honey i ask for a second chance, don't
you hear me calling?
Please don't take the good times away.
I'll do anything to bring back your sun that
has fallen.
I constantly see two people walking, from the
back they look like you, but when they turn, your
I walk alone with my shadow, and when it appears
against the walls, i talk to you.
At night i toss, and turn. i reach over, and
your no longer there.
I wonder if you do the same.
If you can only spend one evening with me, and
talk it over with a dinner. i know what i have to
offer you would possibly make our matters better, much
Baby i'm begging to give me one more chance with you,and
stop the rain from falling.
Please, let me see the sky's, and the sun again."
Just a write of some friends in my past who never wrote letters to their
Mrs....Now their ***'s
"Life has erased you, and swallowed the love
we shared.
With i having many chances at night to
explain my wrongs, and your rights.
This desperation haunts me with an unexplainable
Not having you know just how much i do, and did care.
Being gone now, nothing is ever the same.
Again, you not being here to hear my confession
of the blame.
For all the things that i said, and praying
for forgiveness while i lie nights in our bed.
Now alone in this darken time with this desperation
all my own.
I must put it to sleep. it needs to come to an end.
A tortured brain needs to be healed.
My life needs to mend."
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