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Tonya Ladona Sullivant Poem
Today is a gift, given in love, the gift of life that comes from above. a breath of fresh air or a
walk in the park, hot sun on your skin or the moon after dark. to be able to see or to hear a
fresh breeze, is still not enough for some people to please. look at the poor with no shoes on
their feet, or those that are hungry with nothing to eat. bread and water alone would suit
them just fine, they do not need a ribeye to fine dine. how about those paralyzed in a chair,
forever dependant on others for care. or those that are homeless and labled a bumb, yet still
find some change to give someone with none. then the rich that are greedy will do anything,
to get what they want without ever giving. still sooner or later the greed takes its toll, and
lucky are those who do not sell their soul. then some, working two jobs, complain about what
they dont have, but have plenty of food, a warm bed and a bath. we all need to learn how to
give what we can, our money, our time or a warm helping hand. a simple smile at someone
could brighten their day, just like it will ours when a smile comes our way. we all have our
ups, our downs and our fears, our worries, our struggles and occasional tears. life is not
easy, we learn as we go, but the mistakes that we make is what helps us to grow. one day
at a time is what its about, and life is too short to not make each second count. so with this
in mind, lets all kneel down and pray, and give thanks to God for only this day. yesterdays
gone and tomorrow is near, so we must do all we can while today is still here. staying true to
ourselves and to others, staying pleasant, today is a gift thats why they call it the present.
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Tonya Ladona Sullivant Poem
On tiny hands of innocence sweet
A baby bird sits perched to eat
While tiny hands remain still
The scene is so surreal
Baby bird flies home
Taking prints of
Tiny hands
Big love
Shown
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Daddy I remember, I was probably about three, all the times you made me laugh, like when
you tickled me.
Daddy I adored you, even when I made you mad, youv'e always taken care of me, through
the good times and the bad.
Daddy I remember, when you would play guitar, and we would sing to grandma, to me you
were a star.
Didn't have much money, and when mom went away, you worked, cleaned and cooked for
us, and taught us how to pray.
Then one day I turned sixteen, a real tough age for me, didn't always think things through
and acted selfishly.
All I ever meant to do was make you proud of me, I'm sorry if I wasn't who you expected
me to be.
Daddy I was hurting too, you also caused me pain, and just like you I sometimes felt I was
about to go insane.
Daddy it is true that you have given me a lot, because you only wanted me to have the
things you never got.
Daddy I appreciate the things youv'e bought for me, but the happiest Iv'e ever been was
when we barely had a thing.
The love and trust between us then was very special to me, and there's no amount of money
that could replace those memories.
Daddy what I'm getting at is no matter what you do, there's nobody else on earth that could
ever hold a candle to you.
Because it takes a special man to raise two kids alone, nobody helped you do it, you did it
on your own.
Daddy your my hero, the good times outweigh the bad, because God gave me the best
daddy a girl could ever have.
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Soft blonde hair and eyes of blue
are all i see when i dream of you
a tender kiss as we embrace
all through the night i see your face
a smile that fills my heart with love
is what all dreams should be made of
so everyday when i open my eyes
i will look up at the beautiful skies
and thank the one who brought me to you
and thank him for my dreams of blue
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