She brings joy and delight with her infectious grace.
She’s our dream come true, with such a pretty face.
With her gorgeous smile she lights up the place.
She is always hurrying all over the place.
She giggles as she dances with such grace.
The sun shines brighter as I look at her sweet face.
So full of life, so spirited, with her happy little face.
Dress up clothes are strewn all over the place.
Amazing and vivacious that's our little girl Grace.
When born, all in the place admired baby Grace. Such a lovely face.
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Full of force
Full of life
Life loves lust
Life lifts laughs
Laughs over tears
Laughs off the pain
Pain paid prophet
Pain predicted poison
Poison on the mind
Poison in our food
Food foreign fragile
Food forever fake
Fake news is real
Fake family fun
Fun is limited
Fun uniquely shattered
Shattered dreams
Shattered heart
Heart full of ice
Heart racing
Racing against time
Racing against humanity
Humanity has to fight
Humanity stripped of rights
Rights to free speech
Rights to vote
Vote for peace
Vote for proper protection
Protection from our government
Protection from our citizens
Citizens above the law
Citizens who had enough
Enough flags being raised
Enough evil evidence
Evidence we shall ignore
Evidence says Jesus wept
Wept for the dead
Wept for the living
Living organisms fail
Living God heals
Heals heaven's heart
Heals harmful hail
Hail stones freezing
Hail holy history
History unfrozen
History rewritten
Rewritten heroes
Rewritten villains
Villains
Heroes
She was 5.
Not a glimpse of sadness in her eyes
Full of life
Then one day, She met you at 5
Next door neighbor , Not a fear in sight
She climbed into the treehouse with you on her right
That was when she had to fight to get your hands off of her, To cry out but none to help her, She just cried unable to stop you,
You put sadness in her eyes.
Took the innocence out of her life, Took her spark with you
Her eyes now empty, No spark no innocence. Just the tears you caused when you hurt her, Took her childhood away from her.
Now shes 18 and got ptsd, Trying to live her life, yet you still haunt her
Panic attacks and flashbacks,
She wishes she could go back and save herself when she was 5,
She was 5 when you took her life from her eyes,
She was 5.
-E.B.
Flowers Grows with Strong Stem
Pedals Spread During Day
Light hits the Color Bright
The Gleam of the Purple Shows
It has Royalty in disguise
Always up during the day
Always sleeping at night
It allows the dew to drip
Drip Down the Strong Stem
The growth becomes a new
A new beginning that is bright
The few life span of a Flower
It drops a new family
Beautiful as it is full of life
This is what my Daughter Poem
Some are full of sorrow.
Some are full of life.
Some are full of laughter.
Some are full of lies.
But me, I am so empty
Without you in my life.
The silence is deafening
And echoing my cries.
The loneliness is harrowing
Without you in my life.
Your lying here beside me,
My heart is in your hands
Thank God I am not empty
I know you understand.
I dreamt of life without you
I longed for life alone.
I reached out to embrace it,
And found it was so cold.
And me, I am so empty
Without you in my life.
The silence is deafening
And echoing my cries.
The loneliness is harrowing
Without you in my life.
green buds sprout from nourished soil
sunlight hits their tiny stems
pushing forth a cluster of yellow petals
that grace me with their presence in mid-day
my garden becomes full of life
and sun smiles with delight
Glitteration nation, you are so beautiful, you sparkle and glitter, making me giggle.
Glitteration nation, you are the best, so bright and special, you sparkle like a diamond, making me feel love at your sight.
Like the flower in its bloom, your presence makes everything bloom, bright with the moon.
Glitteration nation, you are the best, so bright and special, you sparkle like a diamond, making me feel love at your sight.
You are so wonderful with pretty all around, so colorful and full of life, making all my senses feel glittery and sparkly with your sights.
Glitteration nation, you are the best, so bright and special, you sparkle like a diamond, making me feel love at your sight.
Spending time with you is like being on a ride, it gives me so much energy, I feel like we are gliding in the sky, through the sun and clouds, we enjoyed all of glitteration nation, holding hands and kissing on our ride.
I am not a mason though I might as well be
The walls I build are strong and secure
Behind them I live my life safe from my fears
I never tattered until I met you, then the wall seemed weaker
Like a snail coming out of its shell I tried to breathe
The air seems different now, it seems full of life
My walls kept me from breathing that life
Desperately trying to grow, like a weed through sidewalk cracks searching to feel
My heart beats for the very first time
When your near, I try to close the gap between us
Shy, like child, I hide in myself
I don't want to be this way, help me, stay with me....
Afraid to touch, afraid to feel, my heart bleeds
In the darkness there is a light that wishes to shine, to grow brighter
It wants to grow into something beautiful, but my heart is locked from years of scorn
The key is there for you, just grab it and it shall turn
I'm so scared for the lock to open, but if you turn the key I shall not run
A light begins to shimmer in my solitude, skies of bright blue in its rays
Never let the clouds obscure this feeling, a feeling I never felt before you.......
My daughter my best friend, autism does not define her, sweet, funny, a spirit so full of life, she has such a joy so full of life. While as her mom I cannot deny..
While I was tracing maps of fear,
Her upbeat heart made heaven near.
That smile, a gift she freely gives,
Is proof of how the Spirit lives.
Not bound by labels, jobs, or walls,
She hears the song that mercy calls.
A bubbling brook, a radiant grace,
I see God’s kindness in her face.
Animals, both extinct and alive I dare anyone to test her of her knowledge, while watching fish, turtles, ducks while sitting upon her favorite dock, sipping lemonade on a bright sunny day.
Thus is how she sees our Heavenly Fathers love, who am I to interrupt, if only I could make today’s society see her potential, please God help me here, I cannot bear to think, she will still someday, leave from under my wing, to live where we won’t be there to protect her.
As I dry my tears, I can hear her funny laugh, her ear to ear smile, someone has caught a huge fish, snappy the turtle has made a appearance, Jesus thank you for sending forth your creation, to remind me that I need not worry, You are in charge, thank you.
It feels like it’s been forever,
Spending eternity unmoving,
Cluttered with bugs and branches—
Still, stuck to the same tree.
All I do is watch the stars,
Watching as they shine,
Each one trying to steal my gaze.
But then I saw the moon,
Infatuated, so full of life,
It didn’t bombard me with light,
Yet it was the brightest in sight.
Everything began to clear—
While I was left motionless,
My vision a blur—
I cried.
The moon gave me a choice,
To chase its light,
Or stay stuck on this tree.
And for once in my life—
I stood.
What happens in a jungle at night
when you leave the winding path
in the evening in a thick forest?
What scenes wild animals create—
what dreadful shapes move in the dark
among birds and trees,
you never truly know.
How terrible the wind may sound,
how silence presses
on every living soul.
The green leaves of the trees
seem to fade to yellow
under the weight of dark shadows.
The whole night is alive
with strange, unheard sounds—
a whisper of twigs,
a flutter of wings,
a rustle moving unseen.
It is like when you sleep at night—
you never truly know
where you are,
where your soul travels.
Yet when morning comes,
the jungle turns gentle and bright.
It looks like a fairyland,
full of life and quiet blessings.
Nothing seems strange;
no trace of the fearful night remains.
Just as when you wake in the morning—
refreshed and peaceful,
unaware of the storms
that passed while you slept.
Perhaps we do not need
to know everything.
Some shadows are kinder
when left unnamed.
Keep moving toward what matters.
Much happens around us,
yet entangling ourselves in every mystery
can shake confidence,
make the spirit fragile,
and disturb the quiet of the heart.
Reaching out for the stars,
hoping to catch a wish.
My mind is somewhere on Mars,
My thoughts just wont quit.
But I don't want it to be quiet.
I want it to be full of life.
I don't want it to be demanding,
I don't care if I'm wrong or right.
I want to daydream all day.
I want to sit and play,
with the spirits that haunt my domain.
I know I sound insane,
But I like it here.
In the dark, hiding my heart.
Focusing on the people I hold dear.
So just leave me chained,
don't try to rescue me.
Somethings wrong with my brain,
And I don't want you to be,
disappointed in me.
That I can't break free.
Winds blow in the Meadowlands
Flowers bloom as bright,
The sun warms the land;
Oh, that angelic light.
A fox is seen roaming;
Eagles flying high;
A bear is fishing by the creek
A deer is watching by.
The freshness of the morning spring;
The greenery of the trees;
Ah, you can smell the freshness
amongst that morning breeze.
Untouched and full of nature,
A land full of life;
All is natural in that grand land
So pure and so precise
Stuck in the sands of time
(The beauty of life)
Upon opening the dusty spruce door,
I am greeted by an old friend.
Charming woman, full of life and eager to chat.
As we entered her office, the soft brown couch was as tempting as ever.
Her oak roll top desk was neatly clean, her room had the aesthetic of a beach house.
After a few years of missed appointments, I feel ready to chat with her once more.
The faint sounds of rush hour traffic echoed in the distance.
Talking about my mornings, and memories I avoid naming, I confess what I’m willing to share.
She pauses, reflects, then softly speaks.
“I’m glad you didn’t, I’ve thought about you several times over the last couple of years.”
I force a soft smile.
It’s not easy explaining the sentences I stop myself from finishing.
This sealed vessel, there is no use for a broken sword.
However, she’s always kept her door open for me.
She’s the only one who listens and doesn’t interrupt me.
As our time came to an end for the day,
I thanked her for donating her time to see me.
As I get ready to leave,
All I can do is think of how comfortable the couch feels.
I want you to know
How you make my heartbeat
Slow, steady, and full of life.
Your presence fills the spaces around me.
I want you to love
In a way like the light we seek,
Guided by gentle thoughtfulness,
A fire we feel within, bright and deep.
A warning that sparks
Deep reflection on the open paths
Of innocent and tender feelings,
Binding hearts in quiet understanding.
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