Days Go By

The days go by, 

the time gets lost, 

there is never a moment, 

when you con't don't count 

the cost. 

Chances not taken, 

memories left unmade

and dreams forgotten

and unfulfilled. 

Today you work, 

tomorrow you work more, 

but what about, 

the life you seem to have 

forgotten, 

that lies buried under work. 

For a moment they are babies, 

for a second they are kids, 

one day you awaken 

and they are fully grown! 

The plans you had, 

the memories you 

planned to make but never did, 

are what happens when 

you put life on hold 

and don't seek the moment. 

Take the chance, 

live the life

and dare to be yourself. 

No Guarantee

There is no guarantee, 

no set date, 

nothing to indicate, 

when it all 

will come to an end. 

People pass through 

our lives, touch our hearts and 

leave their mark on our 

lives. 

We make friends, 

we loose friends, 

we get married, 

have kids, 

divorce and 

move on. 

Life happens and 

we take for granted that tomorrow 

will come and we will 

be able to do 

all we have put on hold. 

There is not guarantee 

that tomorrow 

will wake you, 

that during the night the 

angels won't come

take you. 

Today is the day, 

we have to 

start living the rest 

of our lives, 

like there is no tomorrow, 

for tomorrow is 

not a guarantee and 

today is all we have. 

Love the ones you love, 

let the ones that don't know, know. 

Fulfill your plans and

pray that God 

allows you one more day

to be here 

on this precious earth. 

Hold on to the fact that 

you are here and 

that though much you have lost, 

much more will be gained on 

those days that you 

give your all and 

chase the life you want

instead of surviving in the life 

you don't like. 

Chase life, 

don't give up and remember 

today is all that counts, 

until tomorrow 

becomes today. 

Stinking Thinkning

It is toxic, sometimes fun, 

causes feelings to 

be hurt and 

relationships to fail. 

It vicious and lures you in 

with its ill thoughts and 

lies. 

It keeps you stuck 

in a dark place

you don't want to be. 

It holds you back and 

keeps you from 

what you should be doing. 

Lies that keep you 

held prisoner in 

your own mind and prevent you 

from hearing God's word. 

Its the harshness of 

the world living in your head. 

Those thoughts 

that keep you up at night

and 

tell you that you are not

worthy, 

you are not loved, 

you are not....

fill in the blank. 

Stinking thinking 

is what it is. 

Hanging over your head like 

a black storm cloud

waiting to 

pour out its ugliness 

onto you. 

That Moment

There is a moment, 

you may not realize, 

but its there 

and it comes when you are 

unaware.

Its that moment when 

the pain is gone, 

your vision is clear 

and you know

that the one who broke your 

heart and you swore you 

loved, 

is loved no more. 

That moment when you realize

you haven't thought

of them in days.

No tears have fallen 

in their name. 

That broken and

bleeding heart

is semi-whole once again.

There will always be a tear, 

where the love you 

shared will live, 

but buried deep and 

and their place in your heart

is gone and theirs no 

more. 

Nothing but a memory 

distant and 

all but forgotten.

Its that moment of pure 

joy, when you hear their name

and can smile a small 

smile in 

rememberance 

of the love you felt, 

but the aching and the tears are 

gone. Replaced 

by that sweet small smile 

A moment when clarity 

rings 

and you know 

that today is the start 

of being alright. 

Its the healing that has 

restored your faith 

in love and 

nothing is more important 

than the moment 

you know the pain is gone. 

Imperfect Perfection

There is an idea,

of the one 

who is perfect, 

who is our perfect match.

The one who 

will be our prince charming 

and sweep us off our feet. 

Tall, handsome, 

sweet,

is the order of the day. 

We dream, we hope, we plan, 

for the day we will meet

that one special man. 

Weddings are planned,

long before we are grown and 

Ken is the basis of the 

one we seek. 

Our child like image of 

what a man should be. 

Our daddies warn us 

of boys that we should be weary of. 

Then one day we 

meet that one perfect boy, 

and o how we are in love. 

Until that perfect one, 

is perfect no 

more. 

Perfection we realize is 

not in the plan, 

when we meet that one 

special man. 

That one,

holds our hand, 

kisses away our tears, 

and tells us 

on our bad hair day, 

that we are beautiful 

just the way we are. 

Perfection we learn 

is found in the 

imperfect one 

who loves us,

who is willing to grow old

with us and 

who is the most imperfect

perfection. 

Words

The mirror is no longer 

a friend, 

but a cold reminder 

of the body she doesn't have. 

Her hair is not 

perfect, 

her frame is not slender, 

she is not a size

0. 

The boys tease her 

not so small frame and 

the girls call her 

fat. 

Someone should tell her, 

size 6 is not fat, 

but no one does. 

The cookie she longs to eat,

sits on the table 

but still she resists, because of the 

taunts and laughs 

she still recalls. 

Undateable, unlovable 

because her jeans are too big. 

Anorexia and bulemia are old friends. 

Her parents worry she's 

getting to thin, 

but ignore the signs and the 

tears in her eyes. 

Her friends try to tell 

her, shes perfect 

the way God made her. 

The problem is 

she doesn't see it. 

She sees the layers of fat 

no one else does. 

She sees the imperfections that 

no one else does. 

She hears the words that no one 

else does. 

This is the result 

of those who tease and 

bully. 

One day your words will 

be her end. 

They will put her in the ground

and what will you do? 

Will you grieve for the girl you teased? 

Will guilt now be 

your comfort as you stand next to her grave? 

Image is just a reflection in the 

mirror that became her 

terror. 

Words mean more that 

what you are 

saying. 

They mean life and death 

to those who listen

and those you tear down

with the words you say. 

In the end

what will you say 

when you look at her parents 

and know that you 

tore her down. 

Words have the power to 

do more than hurt

they have the power to 

end life. 

When you look at the girl

who wears a 

larger size or 

doesn't have 

perfect skin or hair, 

What will you say to her?

Will you remember that your words

hold the power to make her 

smile or break her.

When will we realize

there is no perfection to be achieved.

Only beauty in all shapes, sizes 

and colors. 

Good Night

As today comes to an end, 

tomorrow will soon be here

with new experiences, new

memories and new 

ways to enjoy life. 

As today comes to and end

and tomorrow lies near, 

I pray for those I love, whether 

they are near or far, 

whether they know or not, 

their meaning in my life,

I ask God to be with each 

and everyone one. To watch 

over each person that 

I love and care about. 

For one who may never know, 

I pray for love, for peace 

for God to upon your heart

understanding and knowing. 

As today comes to an end, 

may you all know the pleasantness

of dream so sweet and 

angel watching over you. 

Good night! 

Being Their Mom

Its the end of the day, 

the kids are down, the house is quiet. 

She goes around the house, 

picking up socks, 

toys and odds and ends 

left from the day. 

The night leaves her restless, 

with thoughts 

she pushes aside during the day.

She hides in the day, 

from herself. 

As the evening turns darker, 

her thoughts turn 

in her mind. 

She ponders the future and 

the unknown. 

She worries for her children, 

and prays for their future. 

She wishes 

for things that she is 

afraid to voice, 

and wonders if one day 

when the dishes

end 

and the after school 

activities are gone, 

and the laundry pile is created 

only by one, 

will she have a purpose

in the emptiness of her house? 

When the kids are gone 

and on their own, 

will she know what to do. 

For being a mom 

is all she knows how to do. 

Its the very core

of who she is

and what she loves. 

One day when this chapter closes

what will the new one

bring? 

It's the end of the day and 

as she closes her eyes, 

she prays 

for one more day 

to be their mom. 

Life

Life is about 

the surprises and the 

unexpected. 

Its about waking each

day 

and being in awe at

what each new

day brings. 

Its about experiencing the 

joy 

and the pain.

Knowing that with 

Love comes 

joy and 

possible broken hearts. 

Its about the memories you create

and the 

wisdom you gain. 

Life is a journey 

that eventually,

 as all journeys do,

comes to an end. 

Its experiencing each new

sound, taste, scent and 

touch.

Its loving, hating,

learning 

and inventing. 

Life is about you. 

Finding out who you are in 

this crazy messed up 

world.

It's your dreams and hopes 

for what the future

may hold. 

Its the unknown and the

known all rolled 

together. 

Its the story of 

where you have been 

and what you will do with each 

new page. 

Every person you meet

leaves their mark 

on the story your life 

will one day tell. 

Life is about your ups 

and downs, your triumphs 

and even your failures. 

Life is the beginning 

the story is the middle and 

death is the end. 

No life is to small,

no life is unworthy

no life is worthless.

All life is precious and one day 

every story 

will be heard.

With the Night

With the night comes

the dreams,

the dreams that 

haunt her

and shake her to the core. 

The pain, 

the fear, 

the darkness 

of memories buried deep 

inside. 

With the night comes

the fear

even many years 

later. 

Haunting memories of 

what one 

tries to bury, 

but never truly does. 

The hand that 

caused the harm, 

the eyes that 

held no warmth. 

With the night comes the 

terror 

of what was done

what can never 

be undone.

Love turned to fear,

fear turned to terror 

terror turned 

her to ice.

Silent screams

go unheard 

unconsciously 

affecting her waking 

life. 

With the night comes

no peace.

No way to erase the 

pain and the fear. 

She knows she 

is safe,

but in the night 

the memories haunt her. 

Will there 

ever be peace in her 

dreams? 

Will she ever 

sleep without the 

fear of what 

she will see 

when her eyes 

are closed. 

With the night comes 

the dreams, 

that haunt her
and shake her to the core.

No Title

Everyday you brighten my world, 

every moment I think of you.

In my world there is only you. 

Pieces of memories eventually fade,

becoming distant and unclear. 

Thoughts of you 

remain, long after you are gone.

There is no tomorrow 

for you and I, 

no future to look forward to. 

For a moment I miss your face

and the way you kiss my 

cheek. 

Watching the snow fall to the ground

while sitting together

and talking is 

a distant and cherished memory. 

Someday you will 

never again cross my thoughts

and the sleepless nights will come to an

end. 

The day will come I will no 

longer see your face in 

a crowded room.

As each memory slowly fades 

away, 

New ones come along 

to takes its place. 

The love you didn't want

will one day belong to someone new

and the day will come, 

when you 

realize what you had, 

that now belongs to someone else. 

When that day comes

remember, 

there was a time,

I only wanted

you. 

Summer - 1996

The lazy hot days of summer, 

school is out 

the sun is shining down. 

Lemonade smiles and 

watermelon dreams. 

Swimming and lying in the sun. 

These are the days of summer.

No school books to open, 

no teacher complaints about missing homework.

No do this and hand in that. 

Friends and volleyball, 

hanging out by the water 

bare feet in the sand.

Feet dangling over the docks, 

hikes up the falls. 

Summer days are in full swing.

Nights looking up at the stars and making wishes,

talking of dreams for the future

plans for the next day. 

Lazy summer days here now, will

be gone tomorrow and 

replaced by bells, drills, 

math, teachers, 

and the halls of the school. 

Summer days soon to come to an end

replaced by the mild days of fall 

the chill of winter and the newness of spring. 

Until once again we 

see the lazy hot days of summer. 

Forever ended - October 16, 2008

I sit here today, 

memories of our life 

scattered on the floor. 

The hopes, dreams and desires

for the future a distant memory.

On the outside all seems fine and 

everyone tells me I'm strong, but on 

the inside I am falling apart without you 

in my world. 

I long to share my pain with you, 

but the reality is you are 

no longer mine. 

There is an emptiness inside

that I can't fill. 

The snow falls gently outside 

as the tears fall like rain on down my face. 

I told you that you mean nothing, 

when reality is, 

you mean everything. 

So many memories, babies, 

joys, and sorrows all meaningless 

and forgotten by you. 

One single moment, 

one painful decision neither of us can 

take back. 

Even though you are gone, 

I remember. 

I remember our first kiss, 

the first time I saw you, through 

sleepy, tired eyes and my flight, O' so late. 

I remember the night you proposed, 

midnight, New Years.

The joy in your eyes with each new baby. 

So many things I remember, 

so many days I recall. 

Today forever 

has officially 

ended. 

Forever continues....Sept 27, 1997

Today I marry my best friend, 

the one who 

forever I will wake up to. 

Today forever continues. 

Together we will 

face the world. 

You and I,
Hand in hand, 

and heart to heart. 

There is no one else who

can ever understand

the love I feel for you 

on this day. 

With you, 

I will always be ok. 

Today forever continues. 

Today our hearts, 

that have been one before

we knew each other, 

commit to one another 

forever. 

This morning

I knew

without a doubt, 

I was doing what God wanted

me to do. 

Today I will walk down the aisle and 

marry my best friend. 

The one who holds the 

key to my heart, 

who will hold the hearts

of our children 

and who will always know

that I love him. 

Forever continues today. 

Gone - February 2014

Sitting at the stoplight, 

sudden thoughts of you come from nowhere. 

Invading my mind.

The light turns green and goes 

unnoticed.

Suddenly it hits me, 

your gone. 

The tears flow and the pain hits

causing turmoil and despair. 

Suddenly I know, 

you are gone and you are not 

coming back. 

I won't see your smile, 

or hear your voice 

no more. 

I can't stop by your house 

or hold your hand. 

My mind is blank and yet 

full of memories. 

The first kiss, that night outside your house. 

The long drive doing nothing but

talking.

Just when I think I have moved on, 

I see your name on the phone

or every truck that passes 

looks like yours. 

Tonight your memory hit me, 

leaving me breathless

and crying. 

Sitting at the stop light,

sudden thoughts of you remind me, 

your gone.