Tomorrow is the anniversary of
your death,
You left me four years ago,
tomorrow,
I had to do what I had to do,
I could not stand by and
watch you suffer so,
I knew you were not
coming back to me,
Like you use to be,
So I had to let you go
and rest in peace.
It still doesn't make it
any easier on me,
but at least one of
us is at peace.

What is wrong with our youth today?
I don't know what and I don't dare say?
They are so rude and ignorant to
their elders,
they forget their manners and
do just what they want it
it because of CPS
I think it is
Our youth have no respect
for anything and no wonder why
our society is going towards a downward
swing.
I remember when I was wrong,
I would never talk like that to my
late mom or dad,
I would not stop hearing about it
for a long time.
This generation now before us,
has no respect for anything
especially for the elderly.

I can not keep from crying,
I really don't know why,
however, as I approach the
anniversary of your death,
all I want to do is die.
It hurt me so much beyond compare,
to watch you leave this life,
I would have gladly traded my life
for yours and I would have gladly died.
It has been four years now since you
left me,
The pain is hard to take,
oh please oh please
all I can ask of you,
is that you will gladly wait for me
so we can be together once again.

Cats come in all shapes and sizes,
Cats come in all colors too,
Cats are loving animals,
They will require so little from you.

Cats make perfect pets,
They sleep all day and some sleep
at night too.

If you want the perfect pet,
a cat is right for you.

Winter wonderland,
Winter wonderland,
why have you come,
Have you come to keep me
in,
Winter wonderland I long
for spring,
Winter wonderland,
all I dream is when
spring comes once
again and melts
the snow that has fallen
on the earth and makes
the flowers going into sleeping.
You bring no sunshine with you at
all,
and all  I can do,
is pray that you will go
and spring will return very soon.

The day I found out that you died,
I had to sit down and I had to cry,
You were so young  to be taken so,
I don't know why you had to be
murdered in cold blood.

You were not out to hurt anyone,
but who knows who drives out
in our streets,
You were the prey my dear Sherry.
I hope that you did not suffer long,
and
That Our Lord in his mercy took you quickly
home.
Now it has been many years that you have
died and
still all I can do is say good bye and cry.

In Memorial of Sherry Kennedy
Born 1954 and murdered on
January 17, 1970.
Sherry's ****** still goes unsolved this very day.

Snow as white as it can be,
Snow as pure as it can be,
Snow falling down from the sky,
Reminds me of tears coming from your eyes,
The pain I caused you,
You have no more,
However, I will live with it,
forever more.

I remember the day I said good-bye,

and all I could do was cry.

I remember when I said good-bye,

and I stood by and watched you die.

I remember when I watched you die,

and all I could do is cry and cry,

I felt when your dying and leaving me

by myself and on that day you died so did I.

Will you please wait for me and watch me from above, I miss you so and to let you go took so much out of me,

my life meant so little as I watched you slip away from this life and all I could do is cry.

Forgiveness is such a simple thing,
but how can I ask that you forgive me,
While you were alive I hurt you so,
If I had be you I would have let you go,
You loved me enough to forgive me so,
I glad that you did not let me go,
It hurt me to see you die,
I prayed to our Lord so you would not
die but to let you live
so I could have you by my side.
You forgave me for my many lies,
and you loved me enough to keep me
by your side until the very day you died,
and now all I can do is cry.

Please forgive me,
If I hurt you,
I did not mean to hurt you so,
Please forgive me for
betraying you, I did not mean to do so,
Please forgive me for my lack of unfaithfulness,
I never meant to hurt you so,
Please forgive me for taking you
off life support,
I hurt me more than you will ever know,
It was the hardest thing I had to do,
when I had to let you go.
I love you Frank.

Angel's Tears
Coming Down From Heaven,
Because we as Humans
can not understand
that we have
strayed from The Lord.
Angel's tears coming down
from Heaven,
Just look up into the sky
and you can see why they cry,
We have all strayed from Our Lord,
Angel's crying down from Heaven,
begging us to return to our Lord,
so we will not lost forever more.

Friday The 13th,
Friday the 13th,
What is it all about?
It is about being Superstitious,
People being afraid of black cats,
People are afraid of walking under
ladders and walking on cement
cracks are they will break
their mother's backs.
Friday the 13th means,
some people will not across the road,
all because it is Friday the 13th
and they will not reach other side.
Superstitions beliefs
some people have
and will never let go.

Another New Year Is Coming
Another New Year Without You
How can I go on living
when all I do is think about you?

I hear your voice talking
I hear you call my name
I reach out and I cant' touch you
You are not here with me
once again.
I have lived all these years without you,
it has not been easy you know
but still I go on loving you
and I will never let you go.

In Loving Memory of Frank A Kratochvil
September 8, 1948- January 28, 2008

Christmas


  
Christmas is a special time of year

Christmas time is a time for good cheer

but let us remember what it is really all

about,

It is not about the Christmas tree,

the tinsel, lights, and presents that we receive

It is about our Savior's birth that came to earth

to save us from our sins and redeem us.



Now on this Christmas Day

get down on your bended knees and pray

and thank the Lord for what he means to you

and that is the gift of salvation that is free to all who wants

to accept it.



Blessed Christmas to all.

Another year without you

Another Christmas too

Another season without you

and all I can do is think about you.



Another New Year Without You,

Another Year of Pain

Another Year of Crying

I wish it would all just go away



There is not a day that doesn't go that

I don't think about you and all

those happy twelve years we shared

and now I don't even have you.



I don't think I will ever love again,

It is just to painful I think

I just want to be with you again

and

I know you are watching over me.



Oh why did you ever leave me,

How can I ever go on without you

I will love you forever and as I know you will love me too.



Merry Christmas Frank in Heaven.

Christmas Time is a season of hope
Christmas Time is a season of love
It is not supposed to be a season of commercialism
Christmas Time is a season for giving
It is not a time for a season of receiving
Let us all remember for what Christmas is really about
It is the time of season when Our Lord was born and he
came down from heaven and to save us from our sins.

It has been three years now since you left me
I have known nothing but tears and pain
I can't stop thinking of you,
I wish you were here again.
I miss you with all my heart and soul,
my pain I can not bear
I long to be with you
I will always love my dear

Three years have come and gone now,
my heart is broken and tears never stop
I wish I could be with you
I am left in to live in this miserable world
to live a life without you.

I love you and will go on loving you
until the day I die
One day we will to be together
in that celestial sky.

Today you would have turned 58 years old. However, God chose to call you home.

You were the sunshine in my dull life and now I wait to join you in the bright light.

Not a day goes by that I don't think of you

I wish you were here with me right now.

  

I think of you every day and night, and I know you are waiting for me in that bright light.

Until we meet again my love please know I will love you until the end.



In loving memory of Roy L. Mock

December 13, 1953 - November 25, 2008

You took it all away from me,
All twelve years that your son and I spent together,
Wasn't it enough that you destroyed his
father and then your third husband,
and then you took your son away.

We were happy and now I have none of that,
All I have is tears that form from my blue eyes
and the very wish that I die
so that all this crying can stop and my
heart can stop breaking in two.
There is no putting me back together
because of what you did to us

I miss your son, I miss what we had,
you took all that way from us
when you killed him too.

National Novel Writing Month,
one, two, three, go,
everyone who is going to write a novel
is watching the clock so they can write,
and keep up with how many words they can write,
Some novelists have already started,
It is Tuesday, November 1, already over there.
They are in front of their computers,
typing out their novels  there.
Others are waiting and counting it down,
Looking anxiously to start,
This is the biggest competition for
the novelist to enter and start.
One, Two, Three,
Novelists are waiting to start
to write their best novels and
hope to to finish it as well.

Halloween Monday,
Trick or Treat,
and
Everything Sweet,
The little children
dressed in brightly colored
costumes go from door to door,
collecting their candy and sweets,
and a whole lot more.

It is one night in the year that the children do
love, and it is the one night the children
do go out to collect all the candy and sweet
from house to house and from one street to
one street.

Trick or Trick
Happy Halloween
it will be gone so fast
and after that all the
children will go home
to go to sleep.

A Splendid Sunny Monday,
when the sun is shining so bright,
The cool autumn here helps
people to get out and
take their daily walks
and make it work on
time.

A Splendid Sunny Monday,
the skies are very blue,
the sun is outshining,
but my life is nothing is without you.

Mondays come, Monday goes,
the evening will come once again,
I will toss and turn without you by my side,
and
wish you were with me again.

A  Sunny Monday,
when the sun is shining so bright,
The cool autumn here helps
people to get out and
take their daily walks
and make it work on
time.

A Sunny Monday,
the skies are very blue,
the sun is outshining,
but my life is nothing is without you.

Mondays come, Monday goes,
the evening will come once again,
I will toss and turn without you by my side,
and
wish you were with me again.

When I can't get to sleep,
I write down my thoughts,
I think of everything else,
no one thinks of

When I can't get to sleep,
I wish I could get to sleep,
but something keeps me awake,
I just stay awake

My depression gets worse,
My medication doesn't work
My thoughts go to doing
that I know I should not
think of
like suicide and other things,

This is what happens to me when
I write Late Night Poetry.

Too much loss,
and
Too much pain,
All I want it to
do is go away.

I don't know if I can go on anymore,
I have loss to many people I have adored.
I can't stop crying,
I don't get much sleep,
but what I would do to get eternal peace

My heart breaks to much,
it can't be put back together again,
I cry on and on, it is all I Know what
I can do to help the pain go away,
and I pray one day I am happy again.

It seem remote that I will ever be happy again,
because of the pain I am.

Too many losses,
and
Too much pain,
All I want is it just to end.

My Beloved Cat, Daisy Mae,
was once my best friend,
and then one day
The Lord called her
home to a place
called
A  Pet's Paradise
for her to go.

She died within my arms,
my eyes did flow with tears,
I felt my heart break into a thousand
pieces, because she was so dear

She was my best friend for fifteen years,
I had her since she was a kitten, and
I was watched her grow up to be
a cat, and I loved her all these years
until the day she died and left me
heart broken.

Daisy was like family,
She was always near and dear,
and when her live came to an end
my heart broke apart.

Daisy is now at Rainbow bridge for animals,
happy and a new, but for me I am still
broken and my heart is broken still.

I know one day we will be together again,
oh what a happy day for me,
I Love you dear Daisy, and I Long to see you
once again.

Your crying owner,
Lucie

Sunday is a Holy Day,
So why can' t I attend?
When I look back at it,
I think of us again.

We would get up,
shower, and get dressed,
and walk to Mass each
Sunday,

But that stopped when you came sick,
and finally died on me.

I tried to go by myself,
It was to hard for me,
Everytime I went into the church,
I started to cry because I would think
about you and me.

I would get down on bended knee,
and ask our Lord to hear me,
and take away my pain,
For a period of time,
He did, but then it came back again.

I use to turn around and you would be by
my side, not anymore are you there
ever since you died.

Sunday is a holy day I know what you will say
to me,
Please go back to Mass my love,
I really haven't died
I am still there by your side.

I long to be a child of the church once again,
I left it because you are not with me,
and
I can't go without you with me,
I can hear you tell me,
I am wrong to leave the church,
I hear you tell me to go back
and be a Child of The Church once again,
I long to be a child of the church once again,
and
sing the hymals of God
and
Praise his name,
But somehow I can't go
back
because you have gone away.
I long to be a child of the church again,
I know this would make you happy to hear
that I was a child of the church.

I hear your voice so loud and clear,
it is if you are very near,
I turn around to see if you are near,
but I don't see you anywhere.

I hear your voice so loud and clear,
I hear you tell me you are still near,
I turn around but you are not
here,
I hear your voice but you are not here.
I hear you tell me not to cry,
but tears form from my deep blue eyes,
You tell me to be happy not sad,
but some how I can not do what
you ask.
I hear your voice so loud and clear,
but you are no where my dear
I wish you were here for me to see,
but you left me for a better place
and
I look forward until we meet again
so be can be together again.

Another Sunday is about to come,
It will bring with it worship
and church
Another Sunday will come,
People will go to church
and hear the Word of God,
Another Sunday will come,
Sometimes it is hard for
me to get up and go
to church because
I can't bear to go alone,
When I sit there in the pew
I think of when we went
together and now
I am alone.
Another Sunday has come and gone,
and a new week has begun.

Saturdays start the end of the week,
Everyone is free to do as he pleases,
Some people will stay in bed,
Some people will become lazy heads,
Some people will become couch potatoes,
Other will go out and walk along Lake Michigan,
and
some will stay in to sit by their fire places,
Saturdays ends the work week,
and
Everyone is pleased and relieved,
They can take it easy and do as they please
This is what Saturday is meant to be.

You left me let me come to you now,
Oh Lord, I can't take the pain anymore,
I miss my dear love, let me come home
now,
My heart is broken, my spirit is too,
I have no will to live, let me come to you.
I want to be with those that love me,
and I love too,
Oh Lord, I beg you let me come to you.
There is no song that I can sing,
that will make me happy or merry
you see,
I am all by myself, with all the men
I have loved, and you dear Lord
have taken them all.
I remember their last words to me,
as it was yesterday,
I love you and I will never forget you
at all in any way.
One day we will be back together,
but I don't know when,
Just hold that thought until we are back
together again.
Oh Lord, hear my cries and my pleas,
please Lord stop my heart so I can come to thee.

Halloween,
Halloween,
Oh how much fun it use to be
to me,
dressing up in a funny costume,
Go from house to house,
asking for trick or treats,
not knowing which one
it would be.
Now that I am older
Halloween
does not mean
so much to me.

All Soul's Day
Is the time
to remember
our family and
friends that
have died this coming year.

All Soul's Day is a time to
remember when all our friends
and family were dear

All Soul's Day is a a time to remember
when our friends and family were near,
but they have now gone to their
heavenly reward
and no long suffer,
and are no longer
in pain,
and
All Soul's Day's
is a time to remember
when all our dear family
and friends will sing,
a heavenly song
that will allow them
to enter the heavenly
realm of Our Lord
and King,
Jesus Christ, to
whom every tongue will confess,
and every knee will bow,
That he is Lord and King over all.

Oh Lord I just need a little peace
in my life right now,
Peace that will keep me from crying,
over the one I have loss and loved,
Oh Lord, I need a little peace,
Peace that will give my heart
understanding as to why you did
what you did when you took them from me,
Oh Lord, Give me a little peace,
so I can go on living and the peace
to go on serving you like you want me to do
so I can be a better servant to you.
Grant me your perfect peace Lord, that surpasses
all understanding.

I think of you so often,
I really don' t know why,
I know deep down in my
heart,
That you have really died,
I think of you so often,
I really don't know why?
I think of all the good times
we had and how we thought
we would have all the time.
I think of you so often?
I really don't know why?
I know why I think of you
so often, I really want to die
and then we will together forever
in the celestial sky.

It's back again one more time
National Novel Writing Month
for everyone to want to enter it
and write a novel of 70.000
words.
The starting date is November 1
and the
ending date is November 30,
2011,
This contest is meant to be a lot of fun
and see who will win be the victor
at the competition.
Come one,
Come all,
and
strut your stuff
and
show that you can too
can write a novel.

Platonic Love
"
A Poem about the purest form of love
"
What Do I Seek,
I seek the purest form of love,
A love that is not formed
out of lust
I seek the purest form of
love
a love that is formed
out of platonic love
A love that is so pure
and chaste,
A love that will not make
you wish you did no wrong,
Where has everyone gone
wrong,
Lust has nothing to do with Love,
The Purest love is platonic love
it is accompanied with a song,
*** is accompanied with love and marriage,
then only is it true and strong,
It will not make you feel as you did
something wrong.

I would rather have the purest form of love
and that is platonic love.

Platonic love is what I seek,
Platonic love is just what I need,
free from the sensual
and
free from the physical
touches of a man,
All I need is the platonic love
that a man can give me.

Platonic love goes ever so deep,
It goes beyond what the sensual
can't give to anyone.

You are more connected to the one you love
because platonic love is the perfect love

No need for the physical, no need
for the lust,  the platonic love is
perfect for everyone.

*** is over-rated, it causes so many problems,
but if you go farther into the platonic love
it rids you of all of those problems.

It rids you of the love of material things,
Platonic love is so simple and gives you
every thing.

Oh give me platonic love,
that is deep and so true,
Platonic love will never
leave you.

NaNoWriMo Is Almost here,
People will get ready to write their
novel in thirty days and
it has to be written in 50,000
words to enter your novel.

People rush to enter the contest,
with the chance
of winning a prize,
People rush to enter the contest
just to be recognized

People will be writing about
all kinds of genres,  
and when it is over
People will be filled of good cheer

NaNoWri Month is almost here,
so everyone get to their computers
and start thinking about what
they will be writing about
so they can be recognized
this year.

What more do I have to do Lord,
Please tell me what I must do
so I may be release from
this life and come to you.

My life is full of pain and sorrow,
I have gone through so many
tribulations and trials.

I need to know what more I need
to do so I am able to leave this
life and come to you.

This life I lead is full of crying,
This life I have lived is full of dying,
I have lost everyone I have loved
and
I am the only one that is alone
when all I need to know is what
more I need to do so I am able
to come to you.

Release me Lord, so I may live in
peace and happiness,
as there is no peace and happiness
for me on earth

I look up into the skies,
and
tears begin to fall from my eyes.

Please tell me  Lord what I need to do
so I can be released from this life and come
to you.

Cool Autumn Days,
have come at last,
The hot summer days
have finally passed,

The crisp cool breeze
blows in the sky,
People can walk and
daze up in the late
autumn sky.

Cool Autumn Skies
are hazy and gray,
this brings with it
autumn storms too.

Cool autumn days
are finally here,
Hot Summer Days,
are no longer here.

I have to look back and
ask myself what did he do to you
to make you turn your back on him?
I could have cared less what you did
to me,
but whatever did he do to you to make
you stab him in the back,
He was never rude to you, he was always
kind, but what did you to do him,
you hurt him from behind.

He was always polite to you,
you must have forgot it so ,
because if you did you
would have never done it so,
you would have never hurt him so.

You could have hurt me, I could have cared less,
I knew you to be a true *****,
but when you hurt my one true love,
I became a bigger *****.

One day I will pay you back for
hurting him like you did,
but for now I have not forgotten
what you did and I never will.

In Loving Memory of
my second late beloved husband,
Roy L. Mock,
Born December 13, 1953 to November 25, 1008,
You are my angel watching down from heaven.

I had a dream one night,
that you took me in your arms,
and held me tight,
you looked into my eyes,
and kissed me as you held me
I had a dream one night,
You took me in your arms,
I think you thought I died,
You kissed me and breathed
the breath of life back into
my lifeless body.
You looked into my eyes of blue,
I could see that you were crying too.
Our eyes met each other they should
how true you love was to me, and how
it really should have meant to be.
I felt your arms around me,  you gave
me a kiss so deep,  it was peaceful and
I feel a sleep,
but you did not leave my side you slept with
me throughout the night,
When I woke I realized it,
I was only a dream from the other night,
I looked for you, you were no where,
I called out for you but you where
no where, because it was a dream I dreamed
of us the other night, and I knew that our dreams
would not get us any where.

Remembering Us,
that is the way I want it to be,
I want to remember just you and me,
happy together,
blessed to be,
All I want is to remember you and me

I want to remember the past
the way it use to be,
We were together,
Just you and me,

I remember the past the way
it use to be
there was just you and me,
and no others to tears up apart,
but it happened anyway,
it broke both of our hearts.

I want to remember the last words
you whispered to me,
how can I forget me
you told me you loved me.

Now there is just me, and you have gone away,
to a new heaven and earth, where no
pain and suffering is,
You left me alone to cry and pray that
my end would come soon
so I could be with you again.

I want to remember the way it once was
so long ago,
when it was just the two of us in
love
I long to be with you again do you know.

Indian Summers in Chicago,
People walking by Lake Michigan
to
catch a cool lake breeze,

Indian summers in Chicago
are like no others,
Sometimes it is warm and some
time it is cool like an late autumn
breeze,

Indian Summers in Chicago,
Watch the people take their dogs for
a walk in the dog parks along the
the lake and enjoy the long walks
that are comfortable and cool.

The people look out into Lake Michigan,
but they do not see what they use too.
All the boats, yachts, and sail boats,
are no longer there waiting to be used.

Everyone has taking their boats, yachts, and sail boats
back to their homes because winter is on her way,
and their boats, yachts, and  sail boats are
only allowed to remain their from Memorial Day
until Labor Day.

That sad day is coming,
when I heard that you had died,
That sad day is coming
when all I could is cry,
I called your mother to
ask if it was so,
She said over the telephone
yes it was true that you
had finally died.

I laid my head upon my arms,
I cried so no one could see my tears
and pain,
That sad day is coming that broke my
heart and left me alone in my misery.

I know that you fought with valiant and
tried to hold with a fight,
but it was not good enough,
and you finally lost the fight,

The sad is coming when I will cry alone,
Love doesn't die when for me
even since you left me alone.

You are in my heart and my thoughts,
I will never forget you my love,
but one day all of this will be over
and be together once again
forever in paradise my love.

Lake Michigan is bare again,
because all the boats are taken
out of the docks until spring
time comes around again.

Lake Michigan looks beautiful with
it is blue color and the sun shining over it,
people walk along the beach and the waves
crash upon the beach.

There is nothing more beautiful to me
than Lake Michigan.

Lake Michigan is peaceful because there is
nothing in the water, people don't picnic along
the side of the beach and only a few joggers jog
along the side of the beach.
Lake Michigan is peaceful to them and to me.

Lake Michigan will come back to live in May,
when Spring time shows her beautiful face,
when everything is green and growing by
the gardens by Lake Michigan.

But as for now, Lake Michigan she sleeps,
waiting for spring time to come to her
so she may awake.

A cool autumn Monday,
has come around,
The skies are so blue and clear,
there is not a gray cloud in the
sky that will tell us
rain will fall from it.

The autumn sun is bright and sunny,
but the temperatures are just right,
for a cool autumn Monday
whereas people enjoy the first
day of their work week
and look forward to the rest of
the week being just the same
as a clear autumn Monday.

A cool Sunday,
not to hot and not to cold
it is just right
for a Sunday walk

People will be out walking along
the beach fronts of Lake Michigan,
some will be roller skating,
some of them will be walking their dogs,

Some will have the MP 3 players and
listening to their favorite songs.

Others will attend church services,
like they always do,
Listening to the preacher give his
sermon too.

After Sunday Services is let out,
they all head out for lunch,
this is where all the gossip begins
about everyone.

A cool Sunday morning it brings
so much with it too,
It makes people happy along sad with it
because Sunday will end too.