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My ex-mom-in-law (my other Mom of over 20 yrs) passed away on Thanksgiving day (2003). Her daughter Cindy has been my best friend for years and this ... <embed src="http://www.authorsden.com/adstorage/4750/japan7.mp3"hidden="false"border="0"width="310"height="45"autostart="true"autoplay="true" loop=... I now have 3 more years for you all to put up with me... This poem was inspired by my childhood in Imperial Beach, CA and by my amazing mother. The life of a lobster fisherman is a hard dangerous struggle in the worst types of weather imaginable and the is often a gamble if their will be a cat... The birth of my new grandson, Kason Scott and the death of his dog, Gus, inspired this poem. "Life passed me by somehow / But I know where it went" As many of you know, many of my poems and stories are about imaginary characters, behaviors, and situations
(or those that have been altered beyond re... Sunday is a day to celebrate the wonderful women who played such a big part in our lifes, this poem though is for all those who,often through no fault... Many have waited for their loved ones to come so they can say goodbye. God bless them. I thought grandchildren were great.......now the great grandchild has again filled me with more love! The nickname, "Shiny", was a mistake but stuck! Sometimes relationships fail to run smoothly. To you and all
who had to bend
to will and fickle whim of men
who hear a greater call
That takes him far
from whare clutter
wife and smothering child... This will be my last post for awhile. My membership gives out tomorrow. Thank you my friends, for all the reviews, and encouragement you have given me... A song written for one of my novels, about the main character's brother.
YEAH - U R RIGHT! IT AIN''T A POEM,
NOR POESY, NOR PROSODY ...
N'' IT AIN''T ''ROCKET-SCIENCE EITHER!
JUST WANTED TO KEEP THINGS TOGETHER ...
O... I am so proud of my sister, you see
God knew what he was doing
when He gave her to me
and I to her...
We all find ourselves distant, backing away with a lot of restraint.
Cutting ties from those around us that love us the most.
Family. Photo: Camryn & Kendall..My Grandchildren Picture not recent---taken in Chicago at Melvin's Cafe outside...my sisters and I. Sisters are loving and giving and... I celebrate Birthday number sixty-two today.
When you consider this I have much to be grateful for.
I have lived those 62 years.
That breaks dow... In memory of Ailie Anna Amalia Pearson,
"our angel of sixteen years" "Our Smiley Bug" May 15, 1984 - March 2, 2001 As most of you know I am a mall Santa each year but this year I had hoped to branch out to do some private functions. The price of a Santa suit is un... A poem from a father coping with parenthood and stress while trying to do the right thing.
It was a very emotional and sad weekend as my three month old granddaughter became very ill and hospitalized after some test and it appeared to be her... Where's the category for just "Life"?...
Refections of yesterday..A day comes to us all, the future seems shorter than the past..Hopefully that day co... Roggie (13), his sister Trina (29) and his nephew June(8) after leaving the Harlem Globe Trotters Basketball game in Charlotte. Sometimes we just have to admit it! We can be WRONG in what we are thinking because the WORLD is NOT like Thee. A poem about my daughter, Tashawna Marie born on the first day of spring, in 1983 This is for my lovely niece Michelle a very special young lady. I''m watching my 6 mo. old grandson who has been "nicknamed" Squish. His real name is Sean Thomas Mcquire She would laugh!! I have been so touched and blessed by all your warm messages of love, support and condolence over the past few days. As you can im... Thank you for being my family all these many years... It is unfortunate, but the fact is, everyone did not have a ''storybook'' childhood, but still...we love.
Pressing on, amen. Anyday that we can open our eyes and smell the flowers, feel a breeze, or touch the cheek of a baby, is enough to say it's such a beautiful day. I don... Carole Sue Hull, my twin brother, Roger''s wife, died suddenly from a skull fracture in a fall on stairs leading to their Key Largo rental where they ... "I SAW ESAU, SITTIN'' ON A SEESAW ...
I SAW ESAU, WITH MY GIRL ...
GIVIN'' HER A MERRY WHIRL ...
WHEN I SAW ESAU, HE SAW ME ...
N'' I GOT RED, N'' SAW... |
