To be called ..
~ Grandma is a Honor ~
I have been blessed with 4 Grandchildren
~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb " He is God's Angel ~
~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~
For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
Time passed another gift to see
we are " Mickes" and Loved
Our Dad held the title in Baseball
~ that's how we roll ~
those children are Grandmas hero's
The Irish they love big and Family is everything
The brothers will protect the beautiful sister
~ as many lads will be calling ~
Every time my Grandson hits a home run
There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand
It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs
~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
either baseball or Art ~ you shall find your gift given
These children have been blessed~
~ a beauty to hard to describe
If you think not ~~ Take a look at the Mom
That girl can stop Traffic
after raising three and still~
"Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "
May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell
Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013
They say the sun shines on the skin of a goddess her hair dark filled with flowers and her skin of silk,
When you see her don't let her go she will treat u like a god and run her silk hands against the ruffness of your skin she will show u the right way to enlightenment her eyes golden brown so deep you can get lost she can see right through you and know the depth of your soul she will speak words so smooth softer then the wind
Skin so smooth the sun follows her every move.
Copyright © brittney lopez | Year Posted 2013
When I closed my eyes and fell asleep in the premature hours of dawn
I never dreamed Your face would be
The next I’d look upon
My vehicle came to rest against the square concrete pylon
And those who found me declared to all
“It appears as though he’s gone”
They said I had the look of peace upon my face so fair
And in my lap my hands were laid
As if God placed them there
Just underneath those hands of mine my Gummy Bears were found
How is it that they rested there
And were not tossed around
You chose for me the greatest dad and mother one could have
And my sister; she’s so beautiful
Will you hold her for me Dad
For all of those that knew me knew how much I loved the game
But they also knew I loved you Lord
And someday you’d call my name
I’m grateful that I prayed the prayer to receive you in my heart
Now I know for sure that heaven is real
And we two shall never part
My final game was played that day as I heard you say “well done”
I ran into my dwelling place
Where I’m truly “safe at home”
Dedicated to RJ Ledesma jr who was called from this earth much to soon. May you rest in the Lord's care till we see you again. October 29, 1992 - September 24, 2011
Copyright © Janice Smith | Year Posted 2013
Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?
Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.
And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.
I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep.
Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.
And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.
Copyright © Kristopher Higgs | Year Posted 2013
I do not know?
And Boy you Best Stay buckled in
or so help me.
And Girl you Best Make him
or so help me
does my saint-y mama
want to die before me.
does my useless papa
just want my useless money.
Copyright © or dallas | Year Posted 2014
a Yankee has died
a true legend of baseball
eight behind the plate
Copyright © Robert Heemstra | Year Posted 2015
J.D. AND SONS……… 4.3.16
JD WAS A MAN FROM PEELTOWN TEXAS OF HUMBLE MEANS AND RAZOR SHARP IQ, DEFT IN MANY FIELDS AND FRIEND TO MANY, TALKING DREAMS PLAYING BASEBALL IN THE HOT TEXAS DAYS, MANY
DREAMING OF A DAY HE COULD MAKE HIS ESCAPE FROM THE FIELDS TO A MORE SOPHISTACTED LIFE WHERE SUITS THE NORM AND MONEY THE CHATTER OF THE DAY, EXCITING.
ONE DAY HE DECIDED TO FORGO 2 REMAINING YEARS AND JOING UNCLE SAM FULL FILLING HIS DUTY TO COUNTRY AND HONOR THOSE BEFORE HIM, UNSELFISHLY.
COMING BACK TO THE STATE SOON OFFERS WERE POURING IN SO MANY TO CHOOSE FROM AND BABY IN THE WAY HE DOVE BACK INTO THE BANKING WORLD WITH FERVOR!
JD, MY DAD, MY FRIEND, ALL OF HIS FAMILY WORRIED FOR HIS HEALTHY GAME PLAN OF SURVING THE WOE HE MADE IT BACK INTACT MIND BODY AND SOUL.
FINDING HIS LADY ONE THEY BECAME UNITED IN MATRIMONY A SHORT TIME LATER, YOUNG LOVERS SEEING THE WORLD TOGTHER ALL WAS POSSIBLE FOR THEM, A FRESH BEGINNING.
SHORT TIME FROM THERE I DAVID ENTERED THIS SCARY NEW WORLD BAY OF PIGS WITH JFK STANDING FIRM USA MEANT BUSINESS, RUSSIA FOLDED HER HAND.
BROTHER BORN A FEW YEARS LATER FULL OF SPUNK AND MISCHIEF OUR FAMILY WAS COMPLETE TRAVELING NORTH AND SOUTH OUR JOURNEYS MET NEW ADVENTURES, PLENTIFUL
TIME PASSED AND MOM MOVED ON HOWEVER DAD TIM AND I REMAINED PLAYING BASEBALL, DAD WATCHING AND COACHING AND WE FELT A LOVE AND BOND FOR ONE ANOTHER, ALWAYS
DAD AND I BECAME CLOSER AND FATHER AND SON AS THE GRAY SHOWED IN HIS HAIR WHILE DAVID’S THIN MUCH TO HIS DISMAY FRIENDSHIP GREW, TALL
BROTHER TIM DAD AND I ENJOYED MANY A BALLGAME WHILE EATING GRILLED BURGER, CHICKEN AND THE LIKE, TIMES SEEMED ENDLESS WE LAUGHED, YELLED AND LOVED EACH OTHER WITHOUT HESITATION, REAL
YESTERDAY WE LOST OUR DAD, OUR LEADER, OUR FRIEND WHO LISTENED TO US AS HE NORMALLY ATE THE TASTY MEAL OF THE DAY, OUR HEARTS ARE SADDENED KNOWING WE WILL LAUGH NOR EAT NO MORE HERE, EARTH
DAD LOVED US PROBABLY MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE IN THIS WORLD AND ENJOYED EVERY MINUTE HE GOT TO SPEND WITH “HIS BOYS”, PROUDLY.
DAD WE LOVED SPENDING THOSE DAYS WITH YOU TOO WATCHING, EATING, LAUGHING AND TALKING WE THOUGHT THE TIME WAS ENDLESS FOR HERE BUT IT WAS NOT TO BE.
THANK YOU FOR LOVING US AND SHOWING US LIFE AND ALWAYS BEING OUR FRIEND WE COULD NEVER REPAY YOU AND YOUR LOVE WILL ALWAYS WITH US IN OUR HEARTS,YOUR SPIRIT REMAINS.
© 2016 DAVID J. MITCHELL
Copyright © DAVID MITCHELL | Year Posted 2016
Friends with the great Hank G.
Quite a good hitter himself
Announced for the NY Metropolitans
I support all the New York teams
a team which
has won two championships
Announcer - man who dated Liz Taylor
Man who has now gone to his rest
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2014
Hi, my name is Jerry
My close friend Lou passed away this week
He was a very avid and knowledgeable baseball guy
People were amazed when they talked baseball with Lou
He knew all about the players their stats, their strengths and weakness
He taught the fundamentals of the game when coaching all ages of kids
He had the a special talent that he could spot a kid with a special trait for baseball
Lou always had positive encouragement for his players
And you could see him give them a pat on the back for their performance
Lou saw one of his dreams come true that was a summer college league
He was a scout for Detroit Tigers and loved every minute of it
I scouting he would scope out the cream of the crop
He loved his family in his special was and was a man of few words
He helped his children to be the best
Big guy, you are now in your field of dreams
I have a request that you hit one over the moon for old Q-Ball
I will miss you and remember all the good times we had
Copyright © Pat Quinn | Year Posted 2015