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Please do not define me by the house I’m living in.
You don’t know where I’m going; you don’t know where I’ve been.
Just because my house is not a mansion or chalet,
Doesn’t mean I can’t be just as happy where I stay.
The circumstances of our lives can change from time to time.
It seems to me that this time, a change will soon be mine.
I’m not sure I am ready to face this task again.
I’m longing for the days of youth and happy times back then.
No matter where I hang my hat, my heart is still the same.
Four walls alone won’t make a home when filled with doubt or shame.
A house is made of bricks or wood, but this I must confide…
A house is not a home unless true love resides inside.
A home should be a place that reaches out its arms to you,
Some rocking chairs on your front porch, where you enjoy the view.
As soon as you set foot inside the door you know you’re home,
Where Home Sweet Home is always best, no matter where you roam.
The welcome mat, it does just that…it makes you feel secure.
It doesn’t matter where you’re at, or if you’re rich or poor.
I think a home can know if you are feeling sad or blue,
And in its way, will do its best to take good care of you.
To me, there's nothing sadder than a house no one lives in.
No family to call its own, and empty rooms within.
Its windows are the eyes that blankly stare, as if to say,
“Won’t you come inside and take my loneliness away?”
The houses where I’ve lived before were happy ones, you see.
I loved each one in different ways and I know they loved me.
I left my mark on each of them in one way or another,
Especially the one I shared with Daddy and my Mother.
This home won’t be as nice as some I’ve lived in, in the past.
Financial strain can dwindle down a bank account so fast.
I have to do what’s right for me, and not for any other.
If you don’t like the place I live, I can’t go buy another.
I hope I won’t be judged by where I live, because you see
Your circumstances, too could change; you may live next to me.
Tornado Magnet, Trailer Trash…call me what you will.
The only thing that matters is the sweet relief I’ll feel.
Although it’s sad to leave this home, I never understood,
The heavy burden of my debt would soon be gone for good.
So if you want to tease me now, I’m sure you will agree,
This “almost” Trailer Trash is very soon to be debt-free!
Am i destined to be miserable?
for that's all i seem to know.
I don't seem to know how to be happy anymore.
I once was happy, but that seems so long ago.
I try and try to fin happiness,
yet seem to fail at every attempt.
Is it too much to ask to be happy?
I don't think so,
So why can't I find it?
All my like I've been told I'm no good or a failure.
For now that's all i seem to feel.
Never happy, always sad, always crying.
I'm trying to let go of the past and move on,
Yet my past always seems to haunt me.
How do I let it go?
How do I move on?
I want more than anything in this world to be happy.
To enjoy life like I see others enjoying life.
Am I asking too much?
I really don't think so.
I just can't seem to move past all the hauting memories.
Childhood is something that you are supposed to enjoy.
Yet mine was not that.
Mine is something I've tried all my life to forget.
Every attempt has failed.
One more thing to be a failure at.
I strive and strive to be a better person,
to overcome my past.
But no matter how hard i try it still haunts me.
I want a normal life.
Yet it seems so far out of reach.
Destined to be in misery since I can't shed the past.
Ill keep trying till I succeed.
For despite what others may think,
I'm not a failure.
Yes I have made my share of mistakes, who hasn't?
I'm not perfect,
I'm only human.
I will keep striving to be happy,
for I will not let that dream go!
I will continue to shed my past and become the woman I know I can be.
Until then I guess I'll be in misery.
However, I will not let it get the best of me.
I refuse to let it!
So from here I continue to strive till I achieve.
One day I will be happy,
Depsite what others may think.
I will once again prove them wrong!
One day I promise you this,
I will be happy and shed the past.
This is a promise I make to the world.
I will be happy!
Yes I will!
Form:
I met her in a bar one night when I was on a business trip;
We were both feeling lonely and had one too many sips.
We spent the night together and got a little passionate;
She was gone in the morning and that was the end of it.
He knocked on my door as a twenty-one year old kid;
Said he was the result of what two young strangers did.
He handed me an envelope while standing in the door;
When I read the letter stuffed inside my jaw dropped to the floor.
“I took a business card from you when I slipped out in the night,
Expecting that I’d look you up and thinking that I might.
But as the days turned into weeks I never got the chance
And then I started noticing some tightening in my pants.
“I didn’t want to bother you with the news of your son;
I figured I would struggle through this thing that we had done.
He really was a fine young boy and has developed into a man;
The news of my cancer put a damper on our plans.
“If you are reading this letter, I am buried in the ground;
I told him all about you and the address that I found.
He may be too proud to go on a search for you,
But he is a little curious so I told him he ought to.”
I stared at this young man, who looked an awful lot like me;
I never took on a wife; never had a family.
I was happy living on my own, suffering all alone;
I opened up the front door and welcomed him in my home.
Now I’m the happy grandfather of three beautiful little kids;
Raising this boy alone, she should be proud of what she did.
Doing this job all by herself; she must have been real brave;
Thirty years since that night, I’m laying flowers on her grave.
My old man was kicking a can
It made him happy even as a kid
Ya know young old me I loved my hackie sacks
I'd kick till I was tired and then go take a nap
You know my poor old man you know he lost his wife
15 yrs and he was still happy at night
She died of cancer but he knew someday, he'd feel her warm loving
arms and beautiful face.
In each generation their are popular things, to mold the generations
is easier than you think.
I soon had a sister about 5 years back, she loved to hoola hoop
just like her grandma had.
Now I have a brother born about 3 years back he loved to hop scotch
and throw those rocks.
Now yesterdays here and yesterdays gone but tommorow will bring
another popular song.
I stand here at the alter with my beautiful wife, shes carrying
my daughter. Oh does she look devine!
Oh its 1 month later and my old man passed away! I wish I could have
seen his eyes dancing as he met his beautiful wife again!
OH, I'm so happy living and so happy lovin. My wifes pregnant again
with my very first son!
Now I need for you to help me and pray they say hes stuck and
not sure that they can both make it!
I am happy on the outside strong for them both, dieing inside
wanting the best for them and a little hope!
The cycle of living and the cycle of life will be a toy brought
back from the 60's Or my grandpa meeting his lovely wife!
I will sing the song of the average man
Who was born a child-not a babe
Who grew up in an ordinary house?
Made of bricks without ivy cascades
He went to an ordinary school like the rest
Hated math, hated science, loved lunch
Gave a report on Abe Lincoln-read Goodnight Moon,
Played averagely in all peewee games
He grew up-got older-little wiser it seemed
Not too much just average-got C’s
Didn’t date, least not much-but found the One
And married her in an average church
He worked his job-did quite well
But not enough to gain many accolades
Bought a house, had three kids
Not prodigies just average-one, two, and three
They grew up-he grew up-they lived happily
Went to soccer, went to karate-watched ballet with number three
Played catch-went to parades, cleaned spilt lemonade
Loved his wife-laughed with his kids
All were happy living averagely
Watched them get older-marry average true loves
No Romeo dear Juliet romances
But they were happy and so was he
And he was given several average grandbabies
He and the Missus went on with their days
Till she died of an average disease
And he followed to in a moderate way
And they rest side by side in an average grave
He was no genius-never swam the English Channel
Didn’t raise three life saving doctors
But he was happier then the few outstanding I’ve seen
Because he was content with an average.
to say goodbye...as one is laid to rest
remember the life their smile the person they were.... then your life,
all your problems seem so small compared to this more or less
you can see in others what they are thinking
life's to short, you need to not take it for granted, should of, could of, would of,
you get so caught up in today's world you forget...the day are shrinking
it takes death for you to take a moment and breath
to hold your loved ones to talk to the ones you don't talk with
to forgive for get to smell the roses and just be
even to realize maybe your not living at all
no regrets, show your love, smile, breath, know...you make you
you can live in rage, in pain, in remorse, gilt, happy , sad, behind a your wall,
but is it living...if you were to die today is there some thing to be said
some thing you wanted to do live the way you truly deserve to live
to be humbled, grateful, and happy always as you lay in your bed
this is your journey, your path, the road you chose
place no blame on those who tress past before you or on the cards you were dealt
give, cherish, love, remember, forgive, smile, and be the REAL you.
Form:
Happy Endings
Do you believe in fairy tales?
That is something my mother always asked me
before
I drifted off to the sound of her loving, placid voice.
But I never gave her an answer. So unsure of what my
Life would come to be. Now thinking back, I’m so very
Grateful to myself for neglecting to respond. For now I
Am not so certain that she would see me as something to
Be satisfied of with. Maybe it wouldn’t exactly be me,
However, something within me. I know this to be a fact,
Because what I see in the eye of my soul is a reflection of
Who I long to be. my derelict heart has shattered into a
Trillion pieces, and hope seems to have run away from the
Home, the home that I have built for it inside of me. now
I am hopeless. snow white without her dwarfs.
Cinderella without her glass slipper.
The princess without her pea.
Where’s my happy ending?
Form:
The Bible does not say seek ye first the kingdom of a job in self-righteousness and all these
things will be added unto you but it does say" seek ye first the kingdom of God and all these
things will be added to you." Many people get so wrapped up in a job, titles, and useless
activities so much that that they forget about God. Others may get wrapped up in selfish
desires that they live for the kingdom of self and not the kingdom of God. They get the
things and are never happy because they are not tapping into the source. They drag or
attempt to drag everyone down to the dumps who are kingdom-minded or making steps
toward because they want to keep the stuff for themselves. A particular job may be for a
season and you may have to leave at a later date for a reason, so don't get so wrapped up
in it that your time with God, family, friends, and self is neglected. There must be a happy
medium. God is first. He is the only one who'll treat you with worth!
"But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added
to you." Matthew 6:33
wrote 11-29-10
Form:
Remember how we wrote our names,
Across the sky and made it shine?
How this big great world
Seemed like just yours and mine?
Remember those wonderful old days;
When life was just one beautiful song?
Why were we happy even in the worst of times?
Maybe we were just the right kinda wrong!
Remember spending all our time admiring each other?
It seems like just yesterday.
Getting back to that golden era,
Looks like there is no possible way.
Remember the true love we shared?
Pride in others being happy for us clearly seen.
Now that you got into hiding;
The world acts like one huge drama queen.
Remember the care you took,the promise you made;
That you will never leave me whatever i do?
Breaking it all you suddenly vanished,
Without leaving even the slightest clue.
Lets reveal your identity;
Everyone is wondering who you could possibly be,
I know you better than anyone else ever can;
Cause your my perfection, the other side of ME
After a sleepless night I got out of my bed just normal,
Had a shower,combed my hair ,applied my makeup in care.
I walked out the door with a smile on my face,
I looked around and inhaled the morning wind and stopped to appreciate life.
I drove to work with my radio on playing my favorite song "This I Promise You",
I reached to work said good morning smiled and waved to everyone,
Unknowing to everyone I spent the night in tears,
With my head held proud I walked along the corridors,
Everyone said I looked happy every single day ,
Yet I felt different inside my heart,
Sometimes I wished that I was a child again,
When I didn't have anything to worry about,
My parents were my shelter to protect me from the world,
But not anymore now I was alone,
To fight my battles on my own,
I wanna go back to no hurt and pain,
When everything made me happy and free.
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