Now as I write this, you may be thinking
to yourself “Where did I go wrong?
Often as you think backwards, wishing that being
there more would change the future, love was never gone.
To teach me from right from wrong I knew, I feel
I wanted more from life then I could have in my time.
Each bad emotion I had, you were there for me, soul mates
for nine months say this, yet this pain will always be mine.
Freedom of choice I was given, voice of advice
and help I had, my soul just had no ears.
Reach out to each other we did, so you know
this. My mother should not have my fears.
One day at a time I tried to take, I had friends
for this, friendship was a rainbow of no end.
Much regret I have passed on to you, Mom, precious love,
when will I see you again? Always to you I send.
Many moments as I build my body to feel
good, the thought of loneliness sets in.
Yesterday is today though, I guess for what happened
is the only way I thought I could win.
Have your tears you must, remorse sets in
my older life I made myself on my own to be.
Each teardrop I let go was for me to see and feel,
chances are, in your dreams, you will see me.
Always remember when the wind is right, the leaves
flow silently and dance for you, that’s me, so you know.
Reach for the key to open the prison door you have locked
yourself in, I will be around to take away the cold.
Time to me is forever; to wonder near my precious loved ones
not to let them make my mistake, my spirit tells me so.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
MY HOME
Missing this thought of an emotion
made these words come true.
Yesterday I thought to myself, “If I could save
days to cherish, the day I met you would do.”
Here I am saying good-bye to lonely moments my heart
beats, the tears of hurt are now teardrops of joy to see.
One smile touched me so much, then your eyes
melted me to show that love is real, always this will be.
Maybe when I am far away, I should miss you more, yet
when I live in your heart, I am never far away from you.
Each day and night has a sun. She lies on my chest at night,
has her head on my shoulder in the day, endless is her love too.
THE HEART IS BUT AN ORGAN OF LIFE
BUT I LIVE THERE IN SPIRIT AND SOUL.
made these words come true.
Yesterday I thought to myself, “If I could save
days to cherish, the day I met you would do.”
Here I am saying good-bye to lonely moments my heart
beats, the tears of hurt are now teardrops of joy to see.
One smile touched me so much, then your eyes
melted me to show that love is real, always this will be.
Maybe when I am far away, I should miss you more, yet
when I live in your heart, I am never far away from you.
Each day and night has a sun. She lies on my chest at night,
has her head on my shoulder in the day, endless is her love too.
THE HEART IS BUT AN ORGAN OF LIFE
BUT I LIVE THERE IN SPIRIT AND SOUL.
MY LITTLE HERO
Many dreams you had as a child, yet you watch
your older brother and sisters fade away.
Yesterday was so clear as a teenager becomes a man
so fast, family will always come first, even today.
Letting money not rule your life was hard, tiny hands
of little sister reminds you family is number one.
Inside your heart has family wrapped around it for warmth;
on the outside, the soul has God for hope never to be gone.
To the little teardrops that you hold close to your heart,
courage is needed instead, answers are for himself to ask.
Time was good to look back at, to laugh again
you will do to the faithful dawn, to let go will be a task.
Look at yourself Sis, I am part of you so I will be
around, family never forgets who you were.
Even now as life has some family in need of encouragement, others who worked for him will reflect his memory as never being called sir.
How the circle of life had you to be there to keep
it flowing right, the love of family never ends.
Each day the sun shines on him, this is maybe a sign he is giving all his family hope never to give up, love does not know how to bend.
Remember this, open your eyes and look into his,
when you see happiness you will know it’s time.
Often when you are by yourself and laugh out loud, crazy you are not, it’s your brothers humor, always near sister of mine.
your older brother and sisters fade away.
Yesterday was so clear as a teenager becomes a man
so fast, family will always come first, even today.
Letting money not rule your life was hard, tiny hands
of little sister reminds you family is number one.
Inside your heart has family wrapped around it for warmth;
on the outside, the soul has God for hope never to be gone.
To the little teardrops that you hold close to your heart,
courage is needed instead, answers are for himself to ask.
Time was good to look back at, to laugh again
you will do to the faithful dawn, to let go will be a task.
Look at yourself Sis, I am part of you so I will be
around, family never forgets who you were.
Even now as life has some family in need of encouragement, others who worked for him will reflect his memory as never being called sir.
How the circle of life had you to be there to keep
it flowing right, the love of family never ends.
Each day the sun shines on him, this is maybe a sign he is giving all his family hope never to give up, love does not know how to bend.
Remember this, open your eyes and look into his,
when you see happiness you will know it’s time.
Often when you are by yourself and laugh out loud, crazy you are not, it’s your brothers humor, always near sister of mine.
PATIENCE
Perhaps knowing my heart can’t be broken any more
then it is makes my dreams come back to me.
All my true, precious love I had given was leaving as I stumble in the dark, knowing catching me will not be.
To feel the emotion inside and not see it on the outside needs your fingertips to wipe my heart’s tears.
I want to go on looking for someone as you. Survive
the weekdays, the weekends with many beers.
Each shadow of hope I cling to desperately. For me,
time must go on, I need to follow behind it.
Now and then I see her, no words are said,
our eyes only talk, love is fading, bit by bit.
Can the smile of a tear be real? She rang my doorbell
of hope two years later, fear of love had won.
Ever did I believe in myself those years. Tomorrow
finally came, her love for me had never been gone.
then it is makes my dreams come back to me.
All my true, precious love I had given was leaving as I stumble in the dark, knowing catching me will not be.
To feel the emotion inside and not see it on the outside needs your fingertips to wipe my heart’s tears.
I want to go on looking for someone as you. Survive
the weekdays, the weekends with many beers.
Each shadow of hope I cling to desperately. For me,
time must go on, I need to follow behind it.
Now and then I see her, no words are said,
our eyes only talk, love is fading, bit by bit.
Can the smile of a tear be real? She rang my doorbell
of hope two years later, fear of love had won.
Ever did I believe in myself those years. Tomorrow
finally came, her love for me had never been gone.
DREAMS WERE TO BE
Distance did not matter here. For some freedom,
others history to be made on a ship of glory to be.
Remember two worlds of life were on here, yet
pictures of the past showed the mingle of both to see.
Even the pockets of some had money of endless depth
while others had endless dreams deep in theirs.
As the talk of the rich was future wealth and
coming fairs, below it was of the expensive fares.
Music that night could be heard softly as whoever looked
at the waves, the faces were forever imprinted on them.
So the nightly ship was to follow history alright
as the lights became dim.
We remember only the stories told from ear
to ear, yet they died as one and lived as one.
Ever did the cold freeze them in time to seek
history together, their journey will never be gone.
Remembering heroes were few; mistakes
were made more as time put a shine on it.
Each name soon was forgotten until the ship
of hope was found again. Back they came, bit by bit.
To have a movie of this journey was money in the bank,
but to the survivors, empty pockets of lost love.
On the hands of some actors, a statue of glory they held while some
who died back then had a statue of a lady holding a torch high above.
Believe this, the rich will be sailing in history as fate
gave them this reward, forever in time this will be.
Ease the fate of those who dreamed of a better life, God gently
brought them to heaven’s door, they were the key.
others history to be made on a ship of glory to be.
Remember two worlds of life were on here, yet
pictures of the past showed the mingle of both to see.
Even the pockets of some had money of endless depth
while others had endless dreams deep in theirs.
As the talk of the rich was future wealth and
coming fairs, below it was of the expensive fares.
Music that night could be heard softly as whoever looked
at the waves, the faces were forever imprinted on them.
So the nightly ship was to follow history alright
as the lights became dim.
We remember only the stories told from ear
to ear, yet they died as one and lived as one.
Ever did the cold freeze them in time to seek
history together, their journey will never be gone.
Remembering heroes were few; mistakes
were made more as time put a shine on it.
Each name soon was forgotten until the ship
of hope was found again. Back they came, bit by bit.
To have a movie of this journey was money in the bank,
but to the survivors, empty pockets of lost love.
On the hands of some actors, a statue of glory they held while some
who died back then had a statue of a lady holding a torch high above.
Believe this, the rich will be sailing in history as fate
gave them this reward, forever in time this will be.
Ease the fate of those who dreamed of a better life, God gently
brought them to heaven’s door, they were the key.
HAPPY NOW
Here the ages have no say. Love is still
strong no matter how the wind blows.
Always the wills of a man and a woman in love
can make them drift apart, it always shows.
Perhaps, because we are human this is, years it may have taken
to find yourself, talk to each other will help find out.
Putting memories to the reasons of love is the beat of a heart
as you kiss. The smile of the eyes is what it is about.
Yes, sometime you wonder, yet you know the answer,
maybe a prayer will help, the will of hope is there.
Now to say you are too far along to change is the spirit of love
needing help; compromise, a word that knows how to care.
One in love would whisper to the heart, love
of a teardrop is a never ending tune to be.
We forget though that teardrops
of love are priceless to see.
strong no matter how the wind blows.
Always the wills of a man and a woman in love
can make them drift apart, it always shows.
Perhaps, because we are human this is, years it may have taken
to find yourself, talk to each other will help find out.
Putting memories to the reasons of love is the beat of a heart
as you kiss. The smile of the eyes is what it is about.
Yes, sometime you wonder, yet you know the answer,
maybe a prayer will help, the will of hope is there.
Now to say you are too far along to change is the spirit of love
needing help; compromise, a word that knows how to care.
One in love would whisper to the heart, love
of a teardrop is a never ending tune to be.
We forget though that teardrops
of love are priceless to see.
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