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" I Waited A Lifetime "
Wrap your arms around me
Never let me go
Tell me that you love me
Don’t hesitate to let it show
I’ve waited a lifetime for you
Saw you only in my dreams
A faceless, nameless person
It wasn’t what it seemed
But now that I have found you
Each day with you is real
I can’t begin to tell you
Just how you make me feel
My day begins with thoughts of you
And how it will be
The days ahead are blessed my love
Just you wait and see
My nights are filled with memories
Of spending time with you
Each one is better than the last
They never make me blue
My arms outstretched to hold you
So close to me you are
You make me feel so happy
You’re never very far
So when each day is ended
My thoughts are just for you
I hope you know my love is
Forever and so true.
PrB 2008
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Playful Banter…
Eyes of green
Hair of gold
Is it real
Or is it bold?
Smiles nice
Playful too
Who is it?
Me or you?
Went to school
Did okay
Intelligent though
Likes to play.
Lost in time
Searching far
Will she find it?
Or look for more
Look at me,
Look at you
Are we one
Or are we two?
Time to go
Work to do
Tomorrow’s coming
So are you…
PrB 2008
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Déjà vu
Posted On 02/28/2008 20:25:33
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Déjà Vu…
Shh…listen to the silence
There is much to be said
Did you hear it?
Or is it in your head?
Words they rumble
Some they roar
Others muffled
Some can bore
Where do they come from?
Those words in your head
Are they warnings
From the dead?
Listen closely,
You may hear
Lots of thoughts
Some you fear.
Is it something that is hidden
In the recess of your mind?
Or are they people from your past?
Trying to be kind.
Those words may come back
Shh…listen carefully I say
Cause they will come back
Another day
Déjà vu or something else
Could be playing in your head
Did this happen once before?
Is it something that you dread?
Do you listen
Do you run
I’m just playing
Having fun…
PrB 2008
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I came to love you
Because it was so easy
Thoughts of you prevail
My every day
How could you become so important
And make my heart skip a beat every now and again?
It doesn’t matter
Love has no rhyme or reason.
It just happens.
I’m glad it happened with you
And hope it lasts forever.
Don’t you?
PrB 2007
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For a long time I have been walking this path of life
I have learned some things along the way
I found that although you can get by on your own
It isn’t the same as sharing with someone
That a simple conversation can turn a mood around
A smile from a stranger can melt fears
And a hug can comfort a hurting heart
A kind word can change a life for the better
A harsh one can destroy a person
Holding a baby can bring back memories
A child’s laughter can make you laugh too
A sunny day can give you energy
A dreary day can bring you down
A walk in the snow can be as fun as an adult as it was as a child
The smell of fresh flowers sparks the senses
A good meal can nourish the body
Hate can break you down
Love can make you whole
Happiness isn’t given, it is found
People aren’t bad, attitudes are
Knowledge makes life easier
Life is an experience
Death is a certainty
Good health is a blessing
Sickness is devastating
Hope is important
Faith is a necessity
Having enemies is a waste of time
Developing friendship is exciting and important
Making mistakes is inevitable
Learning from them imperative
Bitterness is hurtful
Forgiveness necessary
There are more rewards to giving then in receiving
Honesty really is the best policy
And being with someone you care about and nurturing what you have is more important than money or things
Live, love and laugh.
PrB 2007
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Life is filled with opportunities. We are given choices to make: a conscience to guide us, a heart to humble us, eyes to see, ears to listen, a voice to be heard, a mind to think, and opportunity to utilize them as we may.
In our minds we process the visions we see. Often there are many scenarios of how the outcome will materialize…and we try to choose the path that leads us to where we hope to end up. Not every journey is clear and succinct…and often there are obstacles. Some are expected, but many aren’t. These are the challenges that determine our course, the strength of our convictions, the values we hold dear and the direction of our purpose. We can stumble, we can be delayed, we can be deterred…but we can’t fail if we don’t give up. If we want something bad enough in life, it is up to us to find ways to attain it. If one attempt doesn’t work, it isn’t failure, it just tells us that we need to find another course to travel.
Nothing is impossible unless you convince yourself otherwise. Life is a journey, and remember there are many roads to get to where you want to be. Make sure that whatever road you choose, it is of merit…it is honorable…it is morally right…it is one you can live with…it is one that if you stumble on that you can still get back up and try again. Don’t have missed opportunities…if it feels right…take a chance. It might change your life in a way you never imagined. If you don’t take some calculated risks in life, you will never get to where you want to be. Enjoy life! Find your route, walk carefully and cautiously, keep your eye on your goal, watch out for roadblocks, but always…always have fun. You only have one chance…take it!
PrB 2007
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It's been five years since you've gone,
I think of you each day;
Time doesn't lessen that,
I wish it would some way.
I think of all the years we spent,
And all the fun we had;
It always brings a smile to me,
For you, I was so glad.
The things we used to talk about,
The things you used to do;
Made my life much richer,
And all because of you.
One day you lost your husband,
It was a shock to all;
It made you change and frightened you,
You began to build high walls.
We watched you turn your smiles,
Into hurtful tears;
You pulled away and were alone,
And tried to hide your fears.
Each day you acted different,
We never knew why;
I asked you what was wrong,
And all you did was cry.
I listened as you talked to me,
And the words you said;
They began to sound the same somehow,
There was confusion in your head.
I took you to the doctor,
To see what he would say;
It took a long time to find out,
Just why you were that way.
He told me it was Alzheimer's,
I didn't know too much;
Except that over time you would,
Begin to lose touch.
I had you come to live with me,
So I could care for you;
It wasn't always easy,
For me, this was so new.
You didn't always like me,
And I didn't understand why;
But then I did some research,
It's part of the long goodbye.
Each day I tried to make you feel,
How much you meant to me;
I know you knew who I was,
In your eyes I could see.
I did everything I could,
To make your life worthwhile;
And even on occasion,
I saw a great big smile.
This disease it does such awful things,
It does things to the mind;
You spent the rest of your days,
Searching for something to find.
Each day I lost a part of you,
I did my very best;
To help you hang on to who you were,
And helped you get your rest.
I spent some time with you the day you died,
I tried to get a smile;
But you were tired and went to sleep,
I even stayed a while.
You looked at me as if you knew,
It was your last goodbye;
I felt the love that you had for me,
It always made me sigh.
Later on, the phone it rang,
The news it came so fast;
How could this have happened?
I needed it to last.
The plans I made to spend with you,
On Christmas day;
Were no longer happening,
There was nothing I could say.
I didn't want to say goodbye,
You meant so much to me;
I cried so many tears for you,
Your death was meant to be.
I sat and thought about you,
While in the casket you did lie;
I asked myself time and again,
Why did you have to die?
I know that you are with me,
I hold you in my heart;
I only wish that we had more time,
Before we had to part.
So rest my Mom and know I care,
We'll meet again some day;
Until that time I'll remember you,
In each and every way.
I miss you...
PrB 12-07-07
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(Dedicated to my beloved Mom, Anna. Her memory lives on in my heart, while her spirit is at rest. April 21, 1921 ~ December 7, 2002)
Take my hand and walk along life’s path with me
There is a road ahead that’s meant for us
There will be many detours, side roads to explore
There will be rocks to climb, branches to bend to
And stones that will make us stumble and sometimes fall.
That’s okay because you have my hand.
We can find the beauty along the way
It will make the journey easier.
Nature will surround us, reminding us of the simple things in life
Our senses will be aroused, and help us to make our way.
If you hold my hand, we will make it through.
When I am weak, I will help you
When I stumble, I ask you to pull me along.
When it is morning and the sun shines above us,
It will give us hope
When the rain falls, it will remind us that sometimes we have to put up with obstacles in order to grow
When the snow comes, we will realize the warmth of each others arms
When the sun sets in the evening, we will know it is time to rest before going on to the next stop.
In you I trust. You give me strength to go on.
Thank you for opening your heart to me
I will treasure it, value it, nurture it and above all, love it.
Thank you for being on this part of the journey of life with me.
I will try not to disappoint you or let you down.
I love you.
PrB 2007
® All Rights Reserved
when we get older, we want to hear more laughter and see less tears
we want to feel happy and less sad
we want to reach out to touch someone, and know someone is there to reach back
we look at things, and realize they aren’t as important as they once were
we appreciate a kind word more than an unwanted gift
we like the feeling of warmth that friendship brings, rather than being alone
we realize that mistakes are made at times, but they really are learning experiences and not mistakes at all
we begin to notice the little things that went unnoticed before
we feel the music, not just play it
we are more intense and passionate with our emotions, and less frightened about speaking our mind
we take more calculated chances because we realize that sometimes we lose too much
we give more not because we expect something in return, but because it feels good
we smile when we see someone doing a good deed, and cry when we hear about violence
we look at ourselves and wonder where the time went, and hope we have much more
we work to support our families, then we pray that we can survive to enjoy them
we realize that pettiness isn’t worth the effort
we try to find ways to make life simplier, not harder
we wonder where our days went, how we will manage, and who will be with us in the end
we give what we can, and hope it’s enough
PrB 11-07
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