Holiday Memories 1/2/05

Seasons come and seasons go
Some Christmases the ground is covered with snow
Some are jolly and some are sad
But I don't want to forget a one I've had.

When I was little my whole family was there
Then third grade came and empty was my Dad's chair
My grandad died when I was in tenth
But they both left memories of holidays spent.
My first child was born a month after my grandmother passed
But she left many memories that always would last.

My marriage continued a second daughter I had
Eight happy Christmases then sad
Another marriage which brought two sons
And four children of his (we also took care of)
Our home was filled for years with children and love
The kids were all gone before things went bad
I then had the worst three Christmases I've ever had
Just after the third my mother did pass
But left many memories which can never be surpassed.

Now two more Christmases have gone
But even to memories of these I will hold on.

I pray there'll be more even better than the last
But I'm still thankful for the memories of Christmases in the past.

Recovering 10/11/04

Many things in life can make us feal down
Some may even be known by the town.
It could be the loss of a family member or friend
We must come to realize it isn't the end.

Our finances may change
our lives totally rearrange
No matter how bad it seems
it isn't really all that strange

We must keep going
Even if there's a little slowing
We can't presume
To be all knowing

Things eventually get better
Even though not the same to the letter
Hopes and dreams return
This we eventually learn

We eventually stop our hiding
and realize we are recovering.

Extremes 7/22/04

Deep dark tones to the palest hues
Stormy skies to a sun filled blue
Life itself has its extremes
There is no middle way it seems.

When things are smooth it's really great
but more often their not and those times I hate.

I try so hard to control my emotions
So that I can deal with each situation
But no matter how hard I try, there's times I break
and that's no solution.

Someday I hope I reach a balance
So I can allow myself to laugh and cry
Without worrying about the time going by.

Someday I hope I can take things in stride
And not feal like the next little thing
Will make me run into myself and hide.

Directions 6/11/04

North South East West
Forward or backward Left or Right
Which way is best
Would the others bring flight

Is one way better than another
Which way should I go, or does it matter, my brother

I'd really like to know which one is better
Too bad someone couldn't tell me maybe write me a letter

My instinct tells me one's better than the others
But which one it is I can't decide
from the others should I actually run and hide?