Squeaky Floors
It’s way past your bedtime,
You’re still wide awake.
How many more books,
Is it gonna take?
Little boys at this time of night,
Should be fast asleep.
Lay down and close your eyes,
Let me not hear a peep.
You need your rest,
To grow big and strong.
It’s important,
I would never steer you wrong.
Give me a kiss goodnight,
And say your prayers.
Don’t worry,
I’ll stay right here.
At last,
He fell asleep.
I waited until,
I thought it was deep.
I made my way,
To the door.
But he quickly awoke,
From the squeaking floor.
Go back to sleep,
My dear son.
No rest for the weary,
Until it’s done.
Memories on the pages of our book are forever inspiring.
Overwhelmed is how I feel at times because I love you so.
Together our bond is eternal.
Happiness is ours for keeps so long as we have each other.
Endearing words you say to me and others makes me proud.
Raising you is a joy.
Holding onto you is unconditional because of our love.
Old photographs make me smile as each milestone is replayed.
Others see the love we have and their support is forever there.
Digging deep is sometimes what we do, but always know that I love you.
N is for the noise you make
i is for the i in i love you
c is for the care you give
h is for the hugs you give me
o is for your silly opinions
l is for the laughter
a is for the awesome stuff you make me at school
s is for the scarsm you give me
s is for the silly things you do and say
a is for the ability to make me laugh
v is for the version of life you have
a is for how awesome you are
n is for how nice you can be
n is for how naughty you can be
a is for the apple of my eye
h is for the humor
I'm afraid of my dreams tonight.
So, tell me how to sleep.
You were always there.
Now, you're gone.
Who's going to sleep next to me?
I'm afraid of my dreams
You know you always did everything right.
Walking around with your own little light.
Shine on me please,
'Cause I'm afraid of my dreams.
the clock speeding away every tock is a slap in the face
1am and then 2am and yet your nowhere to be seen
worry eats at me like a moth to a cloth and anger is deep with in
the fire of it just waiting to bust with out
yet its my fault tis the truth my failures haunt me like a revenging ghost
nowhere to hide and nothing else to do but face reality that i had went down the wrong
road
dread is my friend and together we wait out till the end
sun barely shines when you walk in
tears and frustrate are at my wits end
you reek of poison that you can not control when you drink it
never in my life had i wanted to harm you intill this final moment
your breaking my heart cant you see
but the poison clouds your vision and the wall is up and
all i hear as i walk away is your sicken laughter and maybe
if i listen close enough i might hear " i am sorry mom"
i close my tired eyes and i bandage my damage heart
i drift away intill another day
All you want in this life
Is for me to do my best
And to be able to drink to ‘The World’s Best Son’
Before you are later laid to rest
But it is hard most times for me to
Do exactly as you dream
Though it does not mean I do not care
Nor play for the opposite team
You have shown me things in life
That I thought were so benign
When in reality it was truly real
And trouble could have been mine
Arguments lost and arguments won
About the most personal things
When you were only giving strong advice
I thought of it as in a boxing ring
You are the closest friend I have
And just between us, father and son
I love you and will never falter
In My Father's Steps
In your steps I wander through this earth below
Many times I just don’t know where this path will go
Often I am haunted by choices that you made
I now find myself making those same mistakes
I’m walking in your footsteps from day to day
Please help me break this cycle Oh Lord I pray
Help me to forgive all wrong that has been done
Keep me on the path you know where I belong
Daddy you are special in my life you see
There is a bond that you hold inside of me
So on this day I certainly hope and pray
That you will have a very
“Happy Father’s Day”
Hey dad, I met a big head today
Always boasting of sports, hey come see me play
Anything I wanted, he had one at home
From a mountain bike to a mobile phone
Hey son, these guys are all ten a penny
Manners they have not, whilst my boy you have many
They buy their friends and their allegiance is none
Your life has started, his has barely begun
Hey dad, he waffles in class, about this about that
Even being rude to the teacher, creating a spat
Where we try to learn and get on with our work
Constant interruption by this incompetent jerk
Hey son, one of these days his fingers will get burnt
And all in your class, will have forgotten more than he's learnt
As you get older, you will become wise to your surrounds
And I doubt very much, this big head will be around
Hey dad, I can always rely on you
To give me guidance and help see me through
Absorbing knowledge will be my life's learning curve
And this incompetent jerk, will get his just deserves
I want you to know
That I will all ways love you
No matter what you put me through
I will never stop loving you
When I held you in my arms
I felt all your charms
I am blessed to have you my child
I promise I will never go wild
I will find you a good dad
That will make you happy and glad
Sorry for the pain that he has caused
Our love will never go paused
I love to watch you grow every day
Each day our love will stay
I love to hear you try to speak
You will get that some week
I just want you to know you are a joy
You are my two year old little boy
Even though you can make me mad
You are a joy that makes me glad
Rachel Thibeault
March 2010
I had to write part two so everyone can see
My sons are not always sweet they do drive me crazy
Being a mother is the hardest job there is to be
one child is running down the block
while the other one is up in the tree
There's toys all over the couch
there's toys all over the floor
If I hurt my foot on one more toy
They all going out the door
The little one is screaming for no reason at all
If I don't do something soon somebody's going to call the law
They mock each other and won't stop the nagging
They pick and tease each other and do to much bragging
They fight over everything it's not your it's mine
If they just learned to share everything would be fine
They just run and jump all around while the oldest live on the phone
I cant't wait until bedtime so that I can be all alone
I'm finished cooking and cleaning take your bath it's time to lay
Now i'm so excited because it's the end of the day
Before I lay me down to sleep to the lord I pray
Calgon will you please come and take me away
One day when you are big and strong
I will explain to you the confusion
the reasons behind the way it is
and why you are the one thing that has kept me going
On that warm day in June
when the angels took Liliana
it was you that helped me rebuild my life
you were the focus in my life
Two years old and my saviour
the person I have to thank for life
your smile stopped the tears
and your laughter raised me up
To my boy, Harisson
In your little two years of life
you have brought me through the dark
and are my light at the end of this dark tunnel
I was awakend by the smell of burning leaves and a yard filled with smoke.
When I jumped up and ran outside thats when I knew the fire was no joke.
I ran to get water to throw on the fire and heard crackling and popping.
Went to get my dog from the house I knew there was no stopping.
Then there was explosion that rock our neighbors and the ground.
Everything burnt there was nothing left nothing to be found.
All I could do was stand there and watch my life burn.
Hopeing and praying that there's a lesson for me to learn.
Being thankful for my family cause they were there.
To give me love and to show me they care.
Teresa Skyles
11/20/08
This poem was wrote after my youngest son's house
burnt down.
Drums for Benji
to fall in love with a child as if he were your son
is the greatest thing
felt like a marathon i had just run
sight for sore eyes
melted like a Hersheys Kiss
where has he been all my life
when we met... his life i beg God please don't make me miss
Benjamin Where you Bean.. i love him so so much
he makes me want to beat on drums loud something unique
something saying clear the way
Drums for Benji
each time i see him whether at night or day
I love this boy beyond any words can dare to explain
it was fate that we met...
the day is memorable.. the date i seem to forget
for the reason why was it was perfected bliss
one moment of his charm i didn't want to risk
in love with the lady who brought him in the world
she is misunderstood by all...
but to me she is my woman... my girl
Drums for Benji the lil man in my life
Dreams i have had
Since i was very young
Wake me up
Make me run
Up in the corner above my bed
The hand of who ever goes for my head
I shout aloud and waken the house
Where all around its as quiet as a mouse
My parents and siblings awaken too
They panic wondering what to do
I easily get back to sleep
As all the rest are still on their feet
Next day i am told, it happened again
Is it a dream or am i going insane
What it is i don't understand
Is it reality or is it really a hand
Son you got gone today
they got you while I was away
Mac you knew it was comin
you finally stopped runnin
at least you'll be home someday
Oh baby, this lump in my throat!
Son you left your room a mess
you did it on purpose I geuss
you knew as I cleaned
it would help you get weaned
but to me it's a great test
This damn lump in my throat.
Son you even broke the bed
tells me you're outta you head
maybe I'll leave it that way
so nobody else can stay
ain't no one can sleep in your bed
This huge lump in my throat...
Reminds me when I would hear
the sound you make when you clear
the lump in your throat
then I'd know you were home
then I could sleep without fear
At least you'll be home someday
but to me it's a great test
ain't no one can sleep in your bed
I'll try to sleep without fear
You too, ok?
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