Beautiful Darling,
Being led by to the Altar
Escorted by her honored, Father
4/13/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
A beauty, a jewel, a lovely bright star
A beacon of hope is the girl that you are
Wondering each day
Why Muhammad's away
You'll always search for him no matter how far.
Strong, tall
Proud and together
but sometimes vulnerable
tears come easy
when there is a hint of deceit
When trouble surfaces serious or weak
S H A Y seems to weather the storm
inside her heart she can be gentle and kind
but when she gets flustrated
she needs time to shine
Life is not always easy for this precious gem
and sadness sometimes revails
but with one twinkle of her big brown eyes
she can find something good abouta criminal
Her bronze oval face and her colorful disposition
make S H A Y the person she is with much recognition
I AM CHILD OF GOD
I
I am a child of the King
I 'm singing praises to His Holy name
I am ever so glad and thankful
That God created me
I'am His son/daugther I am
I
I'am the child of the King
No earthly particals, I'm told
No minerals, rudies, diamonds or gold
more valuble than my soul
and each and everyday
this often on my knees I pray
Lord Father, ABBA God praises to you...
I
I'am the child of the King
2/23/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
from anthology “Tell the People, JESUS”
Waking up from a nightmare suddenly to my surprise
scanning the room for conscous anwsers back to my nightmare
I thought to myself after a couple minutes pass by I'm out again
this is what's playing in my head there's a family of four
a husband ,wife ,son and daugther the american dream turned
into a nightmare, one day the husband and wife couldn't keep their
sprak alive so they started cheating and lying to eachother
that was just the start after a few months past by all the
lies and cheating have finally taken it's toll the husband left work
early to say goodbye to his kids one at a time telling them
his going away for a little while I love you's were said the husband
went home and unstead of packing he grabbed his father's old rifle
he called his wife said goodbye then blew his brains all over the
house those four called a home I wish I could wake up from this
nightmare but it's a very tragic reality
Richard Tarr 11/27/12
something in this world is going terribly awry
and i know why
because the ones in silk don't give a damn about the nameless ones
but they all claim our problems are due to the blameless ones
they cry not for the mother who just lost her last living daugther
and a marage is the only source of safe drinking water
as the homeless ones lose their shoes and their pride
to the ones with a brand new Mercedes Benz as their latest ride
something in this world is going terribly wrong
because a sanctimonious choir is singing a horribly un-harmonious song
and the helpless ones can't find a place where they truly belong
and i'd carry all the guilt upon my shoulders but i ain't that strong
little in this world is making any kind of sense
because hurricanes are blowing away fragile canvas tents
while the rich ones rest easy behind their white picket fence
and believe me, none of them can offer any kind of viable defense
(c) 2012....PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
They say any woman can change any man,
But something is telling me different,
And though growing up with just sisters at
hand,
My father to be was intinerant ...
Maybe in ways it distorted my view,
So I thought before I took action,
But I never saw the way that most do,
Through the females that showed me
compassion...
Some of us think it may be our spouse,
Or for some a significant other,
A car or his money the size of his house,
Part time friends or hundreds of lovers...
What changes it all will start off so small,
In a gift that has my Lords blessing,
So the space in my arms is where she can
crawl,
Alway's close for just my caressing..
They say any woman can change any man,
But a daugther that love's you insanely,
Feeds innocence that she not yet
understands,
To become that woman to change me...
Denise
(D)evoted daugther, mother, wife, grandmother.
(E)goistic not in your description.
(N)ice caring loving person.
(I)ntelligent educated beautiful woman you are.
(S)uccessful. So many ways you been blessed.
(E)ver lasting phenomenal woman. my mother.
Life is supose to be filled with love and happness
But my world is filled with blackness
I find my self struggle to get out of bed in the morning
I have trouble sleeping
In my family I am the black sheep
Everything I do isn't good enough
My mother hates me not dislike
Because I am not the perfect daugther like my sister
my dad dislikes me because my brother is his fav
Where do I belong in this crazy world of mine
Will I always have pain
In stead of happiness
Will I always stay at home and close my self from the world
Hoping the next day
I wake is better then the last
My one true passon is writting
Cause it's the only way I can really express myself
And how I really feel
But when you read my poerty do you judge me as well
As everyone else.
I was your little girl
Mom was never around
You had to teach me things
That my moher should've done
Dad your are my hero
I love you
I miss you
I just wish
God would give us more time together
So I could have said goodbye
I'm sorry I was never the daugther you wanted me to be
you did your best to rasie me right
you tryed so hard to feed and clothed 5 kids
Dad you will always be in my heart I will never forget you.
its only been u, trusth me im so glad that u get to read this.
love, trust, respect, and all u need to survive in this world.
i might of been wrong to people but thats how i have made it in this game
i have done all this for u, all u there was no one thing tht i would say no beucase
the way i push and showed u opend ur eyes so fast yea i know im sorry but i knew
tht i wasnt going to make it tht long not the life i was doing.
cheat everything and everyone but at the end you know when the reaper is
following u beaucse u start to see him looking at his sand clock and u just bring up
ur chest and head and rule with force becuase all u got is pass the tourch and pass
away and so.
i love you my daugther even though u know nothing. and ur not named with my last
name its all for ur all own good n safety im a santiago n ur a hernandez so, now u
know im the right one that gaved up my life for u to make a change in this world.
bye- bye hailey irene hernandez.
I've watched her grow from pigtails to makeup, from crayons to dressup.
From playdates to real dates. How can this be, suddenly she's turned into miss popularity.
Prom dresses and pictures tears and confusion, was her just being a little sweet girl just an
illusion? Suddenly i have become unpopular with her and popular with Dr. phil now i'm
thinking i need to get my daugther on the pill.
Your the greatest dad of them all
You spend time with me playing softball
You have casino night with mom
Your love and time is the bomb
You work every day
To show me the way
Your the best example a daugther can have
I love you always dad
You always buy me skittles
You say,"just give me a little"
We always eat starburst
Even though they make our tumies hurt
You to go to powwows
Sometimes you go and say how
You love to watch OU play
Sometimes I dont stay
Happy birthday daddie-o
Lets go eat some oreos
Love your daughter Maryann
Who says we always can
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