

A Mother's WalkEvery moment precioussA Mother's Walk
Now seeing you crawling on fours Trucking through sand, dirt, and more Wearing here and there Hoping they don't get a booboo anywhere With every breath taken
times a ticking Away day by day
Seeing you walking Life is a stalking Passing by with ease Jesus would you please Keep them from booboos So they don't have to go boo who Exploring their hearts away Knowing they must go play Granted they can be stressing But they are a blessing
Being all grown Making their presents know


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You, yes you I am talking to you I know you hear me I know you see the things that I been through The frustration that bowels in my blood The pain that is in my heart I am tormented so much Someday I am hated and some days I feel as though I don't exist.
But when I think of you I am joyful When I now your there I am joyful When I have dreams of you I am joyful When I read about your I am joyful
To sum it all up your my "I am"
2/14/2008


UnknownYour soul is filled with resounding residence of love Echoing through space and time Filling every gap and every void in others lives Warmth of fire flames surround the surface of the sound Creating a calming effect of softness of melody and warmthUnknown
Reaching into the deeps of the soul one will see yellow and red waters bursting at its seems from its cup flooding the soul with passion and kindness
Seeing the waves and waves of the flaming oceans coming people embrace it with open arms to hear the sound, to feel the warmth, to be wash clean with kindness and love.


Sleepy Hallow TreeThere was a tree sleeping with its truck open I poked right inSleepy Hallow Tree
Saw nothing but dark I wake the tree it looked at me
Why did you wake me? To tell you that your nothing inside You would have thought would hurt the tree but no
The tree was angry cause it just wanted to sleep Didn't care for anything else So I poked right in Gave it my grin Now its feel with the spirit
and you think that would be the end?


Withered RoseA once beautiful rose,Withered Rose
Withers in her hand,
And with a silent tear,
She casts it to the sand,
All the memories coming to her,
Things she wished she didn't know,
Hiding them all within herself,
Never letting any show,
A shiver runs down her spine,
As she steps to the ledge,
Staring down at the rough waters,
Settled far below the edge,
Nothing more was thought or said,
As she pulled out the bloodstained knife,
A cracked smile graced her lips,
She had ta