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HIS FATHERS SON 07-23-08
“He is his fathers son” ,
The one that you should’ve taught, right from wrong
He’s the one who you kept waiting all night long.
“He is your offspring” ,
Your footsteps he should’ve been following
While teaching him to be king of his own castle to his queen
He’s the one that while in the streets, you should’ve been teaching,
not to be a drug feen.
He is, your fathers grandson,
The one “you should’ve showed love to”
And how to provide, with the right means
Like how you use to love his mom
How could you, interrupt his dreams
He is your son,
For whatever reason your fatherhood was revoked, the day you became dead-beat
Telling him about how the system was all a big joke, and when you took off
and were on the run, convincing him, it was all in fun “that day”
He was your one and only” ,
You decided “that moment”
That you were more important, you placed him under the gun, in harms way.
He was your son,
From conception to now, the streets consumed him,
ever since you walked out and left town,
WOW!
Until “NOW“, he was a good child,, never disrespectful, boastful or loud
He choose a good path, one that was directed,
by the only Father, with whom his earthly father never connected…
His number has been called, and your no longer around
And all of the other fathers sons are watching with their sons, as they’re lowering
Your only namesake’s casket into the graveyard grounds.
He was His Father’s son, but please don’t you ever get it twisted,
Because our son knew whose last voice he heard,
before he breathed his last breath,
And was Heaven bound.
MEMORIES OF MY DADDY (and maybe yours)
Pa was always up 'fore the rooster crowed
Buildin' the fire in Ma's wood burnin' stove
With wood he'd chopped the night before
And stacked neatly in the corner on the kitchen floor
Then he'd go to the lot and feed the mules
While they were eatin', he'd lay out his tools
He would carefully select the things he'd need
As the mules swished flies and chewed on their feed
It wouldn't be long 'fore he'd come through the door
And remind each child to finish their chore
He'd wash his hands and he'd wash his face
And hum along with Ma on Amazin' Grace
He'd take his place at the table and bow his head
And thank the Lord for our daily bread
After eatin', he'd kiss Ma and say, “I love you”
But I gotta go cause there's a lot I must do
He'd hug all us younguns and say study hard in school
Education's important, so don't cut the fool
Learn all you can 'cause you all are real smart
God blessed you with brains right from the start
Help Ma clear the table, brush your teeth, comb your hair
Do your chores when you get home, and do them with care
And tonight when we read from God's Holy Word
Remember each verse and each word you have heard
Then later in life, I'm sure you will find
God's Word is sufficient when you call it to mind
Don't forget what I've taught you 'cause all of it's true
And never forget how much I love you
Curtis Moorman
Father's Day
21 June 2009
Dear Grandma
Dear Grandma, I miss you so much!
I wish I could hug you, even a little touch.
You meant so much to me,
I know you loved me too
I wish you were here to talk to,
Because that is all I used to do.
Was listen to you for hours talk,
And I still remember that short walk
That me and you took down the road.
It meant so much to me, even though it never showed.
Little did I know, It would be the last walk we took.
And I still remember the way you look,
The way you acted, they way you cared about your grandkids.
How you laughed and how you dared.
I respected you so much for that,
Even when I was a brat.
"I love you mija" was the last thing you got to say to me,
Before you took your final rest in bed.
But I never got a chance to respond
That I loved you too, we had a special bond.
I never wanted to say goodbye,
But I know I'll meet you again, when I die.
**dedicated to grandma maria cavazos love u and miss u so much there is not one day i go
without thinking about you i really wish u were here u deserve it u really need to be here for ur grankids to get our family together if u were here it wouldnt be like dis and royal u know wat i mean** May 26, 2010
Fire burns the physical
But does it burn the heart?
Is so lovely to know some ones there
Is alive and warm to feel it there
For when is gone i have another coming
Mother i love you
Even trough good and bad we've been
Even we do not speak again i remember good old times
Were singing was our hobby
Brother dislike me playing so much around the house
But yet i agree to keep on
He yelled at me and i use to say
I do it because i love you
Then he smiled and now i know
Father was never part of my life
But i still love the way is been
Is not like i didn't needed him but yet i didn't
If it wasn't for him i'll be so mentally weak
I know how it feels
I know how it is sister
So young and pretty now she sings goodbye brother
I love my little family
For now im alone home and four walls
Painted in white all i see is flash backs
I just wish those times never died
Now to never regret and to know how it is
I love the way it's been
Im alone now
But life ain't that hard
Is just a riddle to unlock
I love you guys
And hope someday i hear same evern when i fade from this thin world
Have you ever felt unappreciated
Written By Dean Masciarelli
Friday, February 19, 2010
Have you ever felt unappreciated
and unloved
and constantly misunderstood
By the one person
That should have always cared
But for some reason it never showed
And that’s when you realized
That your love was
being taken for granted
Because some how they
got lost in there own lives
And failed to recognize
The true beauty of a love that
could be shared
mutually amongst themselves
And that’s why you felt unappreciated
and unloved
and constantly misunderstood
Because they were unable to love themselves
( We have all gone through these experiences at one time or another in our lives and we
try to grow from these experiences so that we can ultimately have better communication
skills when it comes to the relationships that we have by loving ourselves first and
foremost so that we can love our partners equally in return )
PARENTAL LOVE SHOULD BE A REFLECTION
OF JESUS’ LOVE FOR US
THEY SHOULD GET THEIR TEENAGERS READY
TO DRIVE CARS, RIDE TRAINS, AND TAKE THE BUS.
JESUS DIDN’T BEAT US FOR LITTLE THINGS
OR TO GET OUR ATTENTION
HE NEVER CURSED OR YELLED AT US
OR FORCED US INTO SUBMISSION
ALL CHILD ABUSERS SAY SAPRE THE ROD, SPOIL THE CHILD
BUT NOT ALL SPOILED CHILDREN ARE BRATS, SOME ARE SWEET, MEEK AND MILD.
JESUS DIED FOR ALL OF US AND WOULD KILL FOR US AS WELL
BUT MANY PARENTS CARE TOO MUCH ABOUT THEIR THINGS TO ALLOW THEIR KIDS TO
BRING THEM FOR SHOW AND TELL.
MANY KIDS ASK FOR CLOTHES, MONEY, TOYS, AND SPECIAL MEALS
BUT MANY KIDS CAN LEARN TO BE SELFLESSNESS IF THEY ARE TAUGHT GOOD WILL
CHILDREN NEED EMOTIONAL SHELTER IN ADDTION TO A ROOF OVER THEIR HEADS
IN ADDITION TO PHYSICAL NEEDS, KIDS LIKE BEING TUCKED IN BED
KIDS LIKE BEING TOLD THEIR SPECIAL AND THAT THEIR A GOOD BOY OR GOOD GIRL
THEY NEED TO KNOW THAT TO YOU THEY MEAN THE WORLD.
Lord, the last so many years
This home has seen happiness and tears
Its every brick soaked up with tales
With Love its mortar, the flagship’s sail
But as we see the love unwrap
The Mast go down, the Mortar crack
And each brick soaks up fears with tears
Lord, bring back all those blessed years
Jesus, bring healing and love back into this home
Mend each heart, the way You do alone
And as they pack their separate bags
To say good bye, go on different tracks
Jesus, come with Your love into this home
And make this Christmas,
A very special Christmas
Of love and healing
In this home.
Comfort each wounded and hurting heart
Oh heal the scars of emotions past
Bring the laughter back into their hearts
As the end comes calling, give them a brand new start
Send your teams of angels there
To mend the hurts, the hearts repair
And as they see this Christmas, this Chirstmas
Light the candle of Hope and Love there.
A ring on the doorbell, a bang on the door
They both rush past me, coats on the floor!
“Hi-ya Granddad” and “Nanny” they shout
The books and the toys now have to come out.
The T.V goes on and some music to gel
They start to argue and things don’t go well
So Nanny starts baking and Carys is there
After only five minutes the biscuit tins bare!
But Will stays with Granddad, just kicking a ball
He’s really growing he’s getting quite tall
We all stop for tea now, some quiet at last
The cake’s really lovely, we’ve all had a blast!
Can we sleep here tonight Nan? –“You know we’ll be good”
“We’re not really naughty just misunderstood!”
So to keep everyone happy we both agree
But, in your own beds mind and not in with me!
So in your pyjamas and off up to bed
The love of our lives now let it be said
We reflect on our day with much love and much joy
We love you so much, our girl and our boy!
Oh Dear One-
I see you smiling from Heaven
where he took you, for all eternity.
The night he came he said to me-
"Beloved Granddaughter, she is now mine,
you had your time...
remember it always.
Do not shed a tear for her or me,
you see... we will now together
forever be."
Immortal Beloved- do you remember
on that last day?
Devoid of all around but you-
were you listening?
Did you hear, in that medicinal haze,
did you hear me say
"I love you, now, forever, and always before"?
When I held you tight and felt you leaving,
I was crushed, hardly breathing...
yet I cried...
All the time believing
You were here for me, for us...
Go Immortal Beloved- he has waited long
The tear I now shed is of joy
You are now where you belong...
I Love You,
Our memories are your song.
2nd place in the "I Dreamed" contest
A. Green
Now, I love my husband an awful lot
But his cantankerous side is not so hot
We tolerate each other’s choices
But Football is a ‘no’ my inside voice says
Personally, I have a fear of ancient twisted trees
I WILL close my eyes, so guide me under them please
My children are like a heard of fighting elephants
There’s only so much my ear drums can take of their shouts and grunts
My parents are great, (now my head can't find a rhyme)
But I’ve have heard their stories from long ago one hundred million times!
The love I have for my loved ones has no limits at all
I will always be here with opened arms to catch them if they fall
So, football, twisted trees, fighting elephants and old stories
I have my limits I truly do but would I change things? No not really!
For contest ’limitless’
5th place win