I went to the park one day,
just to watch the children play;
And upon one of the Swings,
I saw the saddest thing.
~
There sat this lonely child,
whom I never once saw smile;
It broke my heart to see,
this nine-year old, next to me.
~
I quietly said to her,
"How are you, little girl?
Would you like for me to play,
with you, on this beautiful day?"
~
She never made a sound,
as her teardrops hit the ground;
"Didn't mean to make you cry,"
she answered, "It's really alright.
~
I must be going home,
Mama doesn't like me to roam;"
And then she disappeared,
so full of anger and fear.
~
I climbed into my car,
it wasn't parked very far;
And sitting in the back seat,
there sat a part of me.
~
I turned and gave her a smile,
"Can I come with you for awhile?"
"Of course you can, I replied,"
to the child I am inside.

Oak branches reach up,
as if to kiss the blue sky,
a breathtaking sight.

Bare feet in the sand,
as it squishes neath my toes.
I love the Ocean!

On the late Summer night,
of 1942;
I took the life,
of my brother Hue.
~
He was dear to me,
and I loved him so;
But on that night,
he had to go.
~
Mama would have shot me,
if only she knew;
That it was I,
who killed her Hue.
~
He was Mamma's pet,
and I always knew;
That more than I,
she loved her Hue.
~
So I grabbed my gun,
put it to his head;
I pulled the trigger,
and Hue was dead.
~
I came to my senses,
when I heard someone screaming;
Then I woke up,
I was only dreaming.

The Gaboon Viper,
has the longest fangs of all,
5 centemeters!

Within the stillness of that night,
when nothing seemed to be quite right;
They came to me with veins of ice,
and at that time, I was only nine.
~
What they wanted, I knew too well,
the shame, the pain, the guilt, the Hell;
My pulse went up, my heart, it fell,
they made me promise not to tell.
~
What could they possibly want with me,
I didn't understand, I couldn't see;
The horror drove me to my knees,
and I quietly cried out my small plea.
~
My call, it fell upon deaf ears,
as it had done, all of these years;
This wasn't the first time they brought fear,
nor the first time that I cried my tears.
~
"Won't you please just go away,"
this I wished, this I prayed;
But to no avail, they continued to play,
I felt that I was on display.
~
Just like the other nights before,
my body ached, and I was sore;
I didn't feel alive no more,
as I picked myself up off the floor.
~
When they were finished, they let me be,
alone again, just the walls and me;
I was shaking from my head to my feet,
they left me impure, and incomplete.

Do you ever feel,
as if life's not real,
and your on the outside, looking in;
This happens to me,
quite frequently,
and I know it will happen again.
~
I pull myself up,
even though I'm not tough ,
my weakness' get in my way;
I must keep in mind,
that I'm one of a kind,
and I'm going to make mistakes.
~
So whenever my day,
is going astray,
I accept I'm not perfect at all;
So now I can take,
whate'er comes my way,
and bounce back after I fall.

The leaves are vibrant,
as they change colors for Fall;
red and yellow hues.

Upon this Easter morning,
celebrate what it stands for;
Jesus rose up from the dead,
the Grave held Him no more.
~
The Devil watched the Tomb,
where Jesus' body was kept;
The first two nights he gloated,
sure of Jesus' death.
~
But when the third day came,
Satan knew Jesus arose;
He shook in utter terror,
from his head down to his toes.
~
Jesus was the Conquerer,
and Satan lost that day;
So please remember Easter,
and keep it in its' way.

The Inland Taipan,
is the most venomous Snake.
Death occurs quickly.

Don't you know who I am?  I am your Wife...to be cherished and admired by you.  
I can't be something I'm not!  I am me...that's who I was born to be...I can't be who you want.  
I'm not a Victorias Model, not a Super Model, not even pretty by any standards.  I've gained some weight, and I have more wrinkles now then when you met me.  
I'm sorry for growing old...sorry for not looking better...sorry for not being who you should be in love with.
I am not sorry being me.  It's who I am.  If you can't see that, then I suppose you'll just have to carry out your miserable life with me....or get a Divorce!

There was a little girl,
I knew so long ago;
What happened to this child,
I truly did not know.
~
I felt so badly for her,
as I watched her in her room;
She never laughed or smiled,
inside her small cocoon.
~
She simply sat there gazing,
had she ever been defiled;
I wondered as she sat there,
so timid and so mild.
~
She was a mini-me,
of this I knew for sure;
For she behaved like me,
after being made impure.
~
I turned my head away,
I couldn't watch no more;
I said a small prayer for her,
this little one of four.

When you face disappointment,
or nothing goes you way;
Just count all of your blessings,
you'll see a brighter day.
~
When you ponder on your past,
mistakes that you have made;
Just remember that you're Human,
God created you this way.
~
When you dare to have your dreams,
which rarely do come true;
Simply cherish each tomorrow,
where another dream could bloom.
~
When your trials and temptations,
seem more then you can bare;
Confide in your Heavenly Father,
He's only as far as a prayer.
~
When you think you've had enough,
and you can't take anymore;
God will give you strength,
to greet another Morn.

Pigs wallow in mud.
It is like Suntan lotion,
for their tender skin.

In a pit far hotter then Hell,
Satan's fate doth lie within;
And when this wicked world's over
God will then throw Satan in.
~
Into that lake of Fire and Brimstone,
also known as the Pits of Hell;
This is Beelzebub's destiny,
and he knows this, all too well.
~
Yet before this time will come,
he's seeking those to devour;
Trying to harm God's Creations,
believing he has much more power.
~
But woe to Satan upon that day,
when God's had more than enough;
'Tis then the Devil will realize,
his kingdom will then come undone.
~
His empire will certainly crumble,
as if in a major Earthquake;
Satan will tremble in utter fear,
his Demons will quiver and shake.
~
The words of God will be fulfilled,
when He cast Satan into that fire;
And within that Lake, he will remain,
no hope for this Beast and his liars.
~
And as they burn, their knees shall bow,
as each of their tongues shall confess;
That Jesus Christ is the Lord of Lords,
this truth they will surely profess!

No words were ever uttered,
no tears fell from her eyes;
She felt her heart, being torn apart,
in the darkness of her night.
~
"What did I do," she asked herself,
"to deserve this pain I feel;"
For every night they'd come to her,
and all she felt was ill.
~
Enduring the pain she wore like a Cloak,
she'd lay motionless in her bed;
Shattered and torn, since the day she was born,
oh how this child's heart bled.
~
When they were finished using her,
she was cast aside like trash;
Stepping on her clothes, when they arose,
her heart would burn, as it crashed.
~
So damaged and used, torn and abused,
she never felt wanted or loved;
She'd face the wall, curled up in a ball,
and began to **** her right thumb.

A Horse is graceful,
as it gallops through the field,
proud and majestic.

Ants work together,
to gather food for their homes.
They could teach us much!

A black Cow grazes,
in the midst of a Hayfield,
in the Summer air.

It was early in the Morning,
when he strolled through the door;
She hit him with her baseball bat,
and he landed on the floor.
~
"How dare he do this to me,"
she uttered, 'neath her breath;
"I'll fix his little wagon,
and he'll ne'er do this again."
~
She stared down at her husband,
whom she could not live with;
Just knowing that he was cheating,
made her troubled heart go limp.
~
When at last his Funeral ended,
she cried as she walked away;
The guilt that she was feeling,
was more then she could take.
~
Yet still no one e'er knew,
it was her that welded the bat;
Home was peaceful and quiet,
something she never did have.

A Deer stands frozen,
when it sees my bright headlights.
The Deer can not move.

There are numerous, wicked men,
who are nothing more than fiends;
And each one of them work,
in a place known as D. C.
~
Each morning they will donn,
their expensive, silky suits;
To see just how much damage,
these brood of snakes can do.
~
Then off to work they'll go,
with a smirk upon their face;
They call themselves, "Successful,"
I call them a "Disgrace."
~
These vile creatures of habit,
will vote on "Do-Nothing Bills;"
That will serve to weaken our Country,
upon that treacherous Hill.
~
Then home to their cozy Mansions,
they'll return at the days' end;
Daring to call us their, "Leaders,"
daring to call us their, "Friends."

I feel a need, deep down inside,
if only from it, I could hide;
It starts with just, a tiny knaw,
before I know it, it snowballs.
~
It's not a feeling of deep despair,
but rather, a feeling that no one cares;
It starts deep down, begins to grow,
before I know it, I feel old.
~
There are no meds. to ease my mind,
no quick fix, for this heart of mine;
Something's amiss, inside of me,
I do not know, what it could be.

"Caw," goes the black Crow,
as he sits atop a Tree;
in the foggy air.

The lake was serene,
as Swans swam on the surface.
They were beautiful!

Christmas would come in the morning,
and Santa was on his way;
Yet there was no tree for a nine year old,
to cheerfully decorate.
~
Dressed warmly in tattered, old rags,
into her backyard she strayed;
Determined to find a Christmas Tree,
to bring home and proudly display.
~
Upon her bended knees she searched,
until she finally found;
A tree that looked as lonely as her,
so she pulled it from the ground.
~
She placed it in her living room,
used twine to hold it in place;
Then she found the few decorations,
that she had managed to save.
~
When the last ornament was hung,
she plugged in a strand of lights;
And how that lonely tree she found,
became a most beautiful sight.
~
"Now Santa will have a place,
to put our Christmas gifts;"
She smiled as she thought to herself,
"I hope all our presents will fit."
~
She took her mother by the hand,
to show her what she had done;
Her mother smiled, as she said,
"This is truly beautiful, hon."
~
"I'm glad you like it mommy,
now we're ready when Santa arrives;
I wanted to put a Christmas Tree up,
and I knew you would be surprised."
~
"Now listen to me Sweetpea,
you know how poor we are;
I have no money to buy you gifts,
though I love you with all my heart.
~
The child looked at her mother,
and saw the tears in her eyes;
"We will still get lots of presents,
'cause Santa Clause never lies."
~
When Christmas morning arrived,
the child sprung from her bed;
She woke her mother up and said,
"Let's see what Santa Clause left!"
~
Beneath their beautiful, Christmas Tree,
there were presents piled everywhere;
Her mother stared in disbelief,
at the gifts stacked here and there.
~
Then they both heard the sound of a knock,
upon their living room door;
On the porch were sacks of food,
how could anyone ask for much more?
~
They sat down later that evening,
and enjoyed their huge, Christmas meal;
They both gave thanks to the Lord,
and could feel that Christmas was real!

Curled up in a tiny ball,
I can not stand,
for fear I'll fall.
-
So much pain,
I must endure,
of which I haven't, found a cure.
-
Raindrops land upon my roof,
my desperationneeds no proof;
My sorrow sticks to me like glue,
I do not know,
what I will do.
-
Cries of help,
always unheard;
I do not speak,
a single word.
-
Don't take offence,
if I don't speak;
For some it comes,
so easily.

Two Love Birds nestle,
upon a sturdy branch.
Their love is priceless.

As I lay awake one evening,
with thoughts speeding through my head;
I knew sleep was evading me,
so I wrote this poem instead.
~
It did not come quite easily,
as the poems I've penned before;
But I knew that I had much to say,
so I continued to write some more.
~
I lacked an idea or topic,
was I penning this poem in vain;
Then I began to contemplate,
the sun, the moon, and the rain.
~
Deep within my troubled Soul,
Christ Jesus came to my mind;
He who created the moon to glow,
and the sun in the Heavens to shine.
~
He calmed the storm with His hand,
as He calms the storms in my life;
He made a miraculous Rainbow,
and the stars to twinkle at night.
~
I then began to see Jesus,
in the trees, the grass, and the sky;
Thus I began to see clearly,
God's handiwork in my own life.

I had a dream last night,
that Jesus came to me;
His Glory shone so brightly,
it was hard for me to see.
~
"Could Jesus really be here,"
I wondered in my dream;"
And then I heard His voice,
calling out to me.
~
"I need you to reach others,
those who are unsaved;
Tell them that I love them,
and do not be afraid.
~
Tell them how I lived,
and tell them how I died;
Tell them it was worth it,
to save one single life.
~
Tell them I bring Hope,
to all men, everywhere;
Tell them I can save them,
from the Grave they can be spared."
~
Then I suddenly awakened,
my heart was full of Peace;
"I'll tell them all, dear Jesus,
and I'll preach it from the street."

Tinsel, bows, lights, and gifts,
this is a part, of what Christmas is;
Carolers, shopping, and bright Candy Canes,
T'was never the reason, our Lord Jesus came.
~
A tree, wrapping paper, and green Mistletoe,
Christmas cartoons, that they always show;
A feast, baking cookies, and stockings to fill,
does not acknowledge, that Jesus is real.
~
Santa Clause, Elves, and plenty of cheer,
counting the days, 'til Christmas draws near;
Bells ringing, mittens, and flying Reindeer,
does not signify, that Jesus was here.
~
What is the reason, for this Holiday,
when families gather, to all celebrate;
They'll open their presents, on this Christmas Morn,
not giving a thought, to why Jesus was born.
~
Yet on this glorious time of the year,
please don't forget why Jesus was here;
He came to live, and be Sacrificed,
He did this all, for all of Mankind!

On a winter's day,
a beautiful, baby Doe,
was born in the snow.

I don't want to get out of bed,
I have no reason at all;
I'd rather lay here, all day long,
basking within these four walls.
~
Nothing seems to interest me,
I'm much too sad to enjoy;
And everything I use to love,
I now can't find any joy.
~
Everything seems quite useless,
a darkness wells up in me;
I can not find a glimpse of hope,
"Oh please everyone, let me be!"
~
But they harp upon my sadness,
I'm ready to just give up;
What is the point of living,
when I've taken far too much?

He is our God,
the great, "I AM;"
Who created us,
before time began.
~
He cares for us,
as nobody could;
He accepted us,
when nobody would.
~
He watched us grow,
He watched us play;
And He never once,
turned His face away.
~
The great, "I AM,"
deserves all our praise;
Not only on Sundays,
but everyday.

The Devil and all of his Demons,
were having a meeting one night;
Satan scratched his pointy head,
"What shall we do with the Christ?
~
All of my plans become ruined,
everytime this God-Man comes near;
He heals the blind, so they can see,
and restores the deaf ones to hear.
~
He causes quite a calamity,
when He wins another lost Soul;
It feels like Hell is crumbling,
it's beginning to take a toll.
~
And everytime we come face to face,
His name makes us flee in pain;
Don't want to go near Him again,
'less He binds us all up in chains.
~
I think we can finally win this war,"
Satan said with a laugh and a grin;
"We'll win the Souls of His mighty Saints,
and He'll ne'er bother us again."
~
Now Jesus heard all they had said,
and He shouted to them through the door;
Now Satan, and all of your Demons,
I command you all to come forth!
~
Be gone with you, oh wicked ones,
'less I cast you into the Swine;
Don't ever mess with my children,
those ones whom I call "Mine."

"Hello Doctor,"
the woman said;
"How long before,
this thing is dead?"
-
"A half-an-hour,
give or take;
Then you'll be rid,
of this dreadful mistake."
-
"Will the Fetus feel,
very much pain;"
"It is so small,
won't feel a thing."
-
Then the Doctor inserted,
a shiny blade;
And slowly began,
to scrape him away.
-
The blade sliced off,
a piece of his leg;
It was the first time,
this child was afraid.
-
Inch by inch,
the Scalpel dug deep;
The arms, the hands,
then both of his feet.
-
One last scrape,
o'er the tiny head;
Then the evil one,
pronounced him dead.
-

Have I told you that I love you,
and you mean the world to me;
Have I told you that I trust you,
and in you I do believe?
~
Have I told you that I'll stand,
forever by your side;
Have I told you that I need you,
and you fill my heart with pride?
~
Have I told you that I cherish you,
in everything you do;
Have I told you that I want you,
no other man will do?
~
Have I told you that I see,
love within your eyes;
Have I told you that our future,
consist of you and I?

Anteaters eat Ants.
How can they taste the small Ants,
their delicacy?

"Now don't you tell," they warned her,
Don't say a single word;"
"Why would they want to harm me,"
wondered this little girl.
~
"Just do as you are told,"
they warned her once again;
"Perhaps our little playtime,
won't ever have to end?
~
If you are a good girl,
we'll buy you some ice cream;"
The thought disgusted her so much,
she just wanted to scream.
~
They did things to this child,
that she didn't understand;
She was at the mercy,
of their freely, roaming hands.
~
They stole away her innocence,
her trust and childhood;
And as they left her bedroom,
They said, "Playtime was good."

The deadly Viper,
coiled up in the dense bush,
awaiting its' prey.

As I wander aimlessly,
within this life I know;
I wonder if the dreams I have,
will truly ever grow.
~
It seems so easy for me,
to stray from God's own plan;
For me to have a life, fulfilled,
at times I think I can't.
~
I am a Christian, bought by Christ,
and still it makes no sense;
That I commit sins everyday,
of this I've no defense.
~
Somedays I feel unsaved and lost,
though I know this can't be true;
For Jesus lives inside of me,
His Spirit is my proof.
~

Why do I do bad things,
when I wake up every day;
Could be my sinfull nature,
to play in Jesus name?
-
I try to do the right things,
watch the words I dare to say;
But inside of my mind,
in Jesus name I play.
-
I rarely read my Bible,
other things get in my way;
I think the reason why's because,
in Jesus name I play.
-
I pray to God for a refreshed heart,
one that will not sway;
But I will not recieve it,
if in Jesus name I play.

In the darkness hours of my life,
I see things that aren't there;
A belt becomes a snake,
I hear voices everywhere-
I have no sense of direction,
I bump into everything;
The walls, the cabinets, the furniture,
I'm bruised  from head to feet.
-
Clothes that are in my closet,
become Monsters in disguise;
I fear they will jump out at me,
and scare me out of life.
-
I won't look in the mirror,
too afraid of what I'll see;
Will there be a Troll or Demon,
staring back at me?
-
I have no feelings on my skin,
I'm as numb as I can be; Still  I can feel creeping things,
crawling over me.
-
How long will I have to
face,
this nightmare I am in;
Not until I get a 'script,
for my priceless Klonopin.

Trees sway in the breeze,
as their leaves blow to and frow;
Autumn is coming.

You walk through our front door,
and I rush to greet you there;
You hold my body tightly,
I can feel the love we share.
~
You softly whisper to me,
words I long to hear;
Your breath is soft and sweet,
as it's pressed against my ear.
~
I gaze into your big, brown eyes,
the most beautiful I've seen;
Within I see our future,
staring back at me.
~
You take me by the hand,
to the Fireplace we go;
Where you kiss my tender lips,
so soft, and sweet, and slow.
~
When you hold me close,
I  don't want it to end;
You are my all and everything,
my life, my love, my friend.

Spring is here at last.
I'm headed towards the River,
to do some fishing.

A Newborn Baby,
so precious and innocent,
God's gift to us all!