No sleep so many thoughts and turmoil.
upon my wake I feel the hurt stir inside me.
My tears flow down as I cry into my pillow.
Not allowing anyone to hear.

Go to church ask for patience, calm thoughts and caring.
But when I leave I feel my legs so heavy to walk my path.
I drive through country roads, loud music playing.
No more favorites just enthralled in voices of song.
louder and louder till my voice fades out.

I bring my mind back to responsibilities.
Move on to fill my house not just with food but calm air.
I drive home only to loud music again, but yet my mind is not there.
I look at the trees, the flowers, the rain and all that is in life.

But I see as I drive just a little too fast, to see the chipmunks scurry.
One chipmunk in such fear, stares and is frozen.
Thank you for my patience, calm thoughts and caring.
For my furry friend as I slowed took a deep breathe and ran.

She would have been Seventy Six today.
If she wasn't taken away.
She is in my heart always to stay.
My best friend, we so like to play.
We danced, we sang, I cried she held me, no longer to my dismay.
But I know and feel you still there watching over me today.
>>>>>Happy Birthday Mommy

Dear Lord hear my prayer make him leave
for now I am in dis-pare.
The TBI has taken hold
and there is no longer any love to uphold.
Dr. Jekyll verses Mr. Hyde
I fear either who is by my side.
There is no longer the marriage for me to complete
as the sickness and health is now verbal abuse and not able to retreat.
I will stay strong as I go through these steps, my pastor and friends do not protest.  
This week will be hard stressed as this separation I no longer contest.  
Allow me to just live a little longer to enjoy the happiness I ponder.
To share myself once more and hear the giggles of a grandchild's wonder.
I give my whole heart unto you and know you will do what you think to be true.*

CMH

It's given and then taken away.
It is for you to earn and keep.

Her eyes pull you to her.. her lips kiss the air you breath
you feel the notes falling around your mind
and you can't wait to take her right there
where she stands... Let's dance .. and then
you take her to the moon...

She sings so seductively  ~~ come let's dance
the music sways through your bones
her hair plays around her face
her lips beckon to please come on
swaying to the music on the radio
her body would become the dance
her hands would follow every inch
of her love ...as you longed for every inch of her....

But dont break her heart.. you would tremble
you would cry for her...she entices you so long
you would ache and know she is falling fast
as you tremble, the music plays and she pulls
you along, don't be long man, you are where you belong...

You feel her breath on your cheek and you sway with every feeling
as your body molds into hers.... you take her on the dance floor
your body cannot take it anymore...

Debbie

How does my garden grow,
I wish I could tell you but I don't really know.
You just dig and dig to pull the rocks from the ground.
Sometimes till your fingers are bloodied and sweat just flows down.

It keeps my mind busy to build and grow, to keep thoughts away that hurt just so. I wake so early my mind starts to spin and to feel the dirt between my fingers, to think I am fertilizing this earth with my heart and soul.

Very carefully putting my black matting down to keep the weeds blocked out and keep things at bay. I dig and plant till the fog goes away. The sweat trickling down along the way with salty tears of sorrow.

But as my work becomes complete it is not an ending as I watch the sun rise and seeing the landing of two geese. They just stare and then barely give me a glance. Why do I make such a big garden to plant, if only to share as it grows.

How does my garden grow,
I wish I could tell you but I don't really know.
All I can say is my blood, sweat and tears will tell all and
allow me to share my love, caring and tomorrow.*

CMH