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My Mother Is Gone

My mother is gone..... How do I change things? I miss her more than I had ever acknowledged.

My mother is gone....My heart is wounded and damaged. I can't fill the emptiness I suffer.

My mother is gone.....The days are so lonely. Is she as tearful as I am?

My mother is gone.... I'm lost for all reasons. I don't enjoy living without her.

My mother is gone....My entire world has been crushed like the sinkable Titanic. I'm drowning in such disastrous feelings.

My mother is gone... I remember our hardships. They haunt me each minute and second.

My mother is gone... I have molded her fear. I will never forget how much she had struggled.

My mother is gone. She had talent unknown. Why didn't others encourage her?

My mother is gone. She was a lovely woman inside and out. I had failed to even recognize her beauty.

My mother is gone. The destructible negligence of a hospital and nursing home facilities are the reasons she is no longer with us. I will fight to destroy them and all they had damaged. Nothing will change how I'm feeling.

My mother is gone....She has trusted in me to change many things that were important to her. I wish I could recover all her minutes and seconds.

My mother is gone....She was so very tired and weak towards the end of her life.
She didn't complain while suffering the pain. I commend her for being so willful.

My mother is gone.. Life is supposed to continue. Happier days don't seem to exist in my future.

My mother is gone...She'll never understand all the words I so desperately needed to share. Now it's too late. I failed to tell her those things when was still living.

My mother is gone..Will others even consider to remember all the wealth that she stood for? I have highlighted each reason I loved her.

My mother is gone...Her memory holds on. She'll never know how very much I will miss her.

My mother is gone.. Heaven has been blessed with her presence....

My mother is gone....In my heart she's still with me. I will never forget her existence. She was a woman to be honored and cherished.

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Minutes To Seconds

Dedicated to my mother, Ann Mary Stenberg

If I could give you the strength to walk by yourself, I'd do this in less than a minute.

If I could eliminate all the troubles and sadness from your heart, I'd do this in less than a second.

If I could give you a rainbow with the most significant colors, and something inspirational to brighten your day, I'd do this in less than a minute

If I could offer you hope, fulfillment, and a painless world of complete satisfaction, I'd do this in less than a second.

If I could change your life and have you healthy again, I'd do this in less than a minute.

If there was anything I could do to see you happier than not, I'd do this in less than a second.

If I could fill all the emptiness and loneliness you continually live with, I'd do this in less than a minute.

If I had an opportunity to start over again, to tell you how very sorry I am for the difficulties and hardships between us, I'd do this in less than a second.

If I could turn back the time and lengthen your days, I'd do this in less than a minute.

If there was any possible way that I could have made you more comfortable and kept you from dying, I would have done this in less than a second.

Now you're gone, but my memories hold on. Everything I have and all I'll remember, I'll frame each reason I loved you. I will cherish all those minutes and seconds. Grandma, Grandpa, Dad, and everyone else has the privilege of sharing those moments. Loneliness will be filled with your loved ones.

You were an Angel on Earth and now a Guardian Angel in Heaven. Both worlds have been blessed with your presence. You won't have to suffer, and be scared anymore. Your sadness and pain has been lifted and healed. God raised you up with his comforting hands to care for you as you lovingly needed.

Minutes To Seconds, Days to Weeks, and Months to Years, we'll never forget your existence. Thank you for staying as long as you could. Priceless will highlight your meaning.

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Something Is Nothing

All the things that matter to me, don't seem to matter to you.
SOMETHING IS MY NOTHING.

All the things I wish you'd completely understand, you don't even choose to address them. 
SOMETHING IS NOTHING.

All the things that seem concerning to me, you treat them as a darkened nightmare.
SOMETHING IS NOTHING.

All the things that are hardships to me, you find them as meaningless examples.
SOMETHING IS NOTHING.

All the things that stand for reasons of anger, don't seem so important to you.  
SOMETHING IS NOTHING.

All the things that bring sadness and tears, are blown over like a boisterous tornado.
SOMETHING IS NOTHING.

All the things that I worry about, don't seem so worrisome to you.
SOMETHING IS NOTHING.

All the things which I argue with, you pay attention if it's something you care for.
SOMETHING IS NOTHING.

All the things that I've lost and will never get back, you're selective with your choices of listening.
SOMETHING IS NOTHING.

All the things that are questioned, you avoid most answers, which rewards me with--
SOMETHING TO NOTHING.

All the things, no matter what day it might be, 
SOMETHING IS REPEATEDLY NOTHING.

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Montana Destruction

The day is calm, yet something is vividly wrong
Unusual colors have highlighted the sky
Darkened shades of red and grey are enhancing this questionable day,
While something unknown to us stirrs in the distance
There's a reason for not showing it's presence.

People are frightened to exist outdoors
The animals are hiding inside
The rivers are flowing uncontrollably
Streets are massively covered
Homes are flooded, some beyond repairing

Yet, a sudden embrace of that unknown something has come forward
to offer protection.  This bearded stranger had mended our troubles
Montana Destruction is now Montana Creation.

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Priceless

Living for happiness
Smiling for dreams
Admiring our accomplishments
Believing in faith

Hoping there's reasons to highlight each day
Praying for solutions to questions we desire

Searching for directions with God's gracious guidance
Seeking all answers to justify ambitions

Longing to discover a serviceable path
One that will keep us safe as we walk

Finding a new meaning to conclude every feeling
Knowing that life is a gift worth holding

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Looking Back

Looking back on childhood days, life was easier than teenage years.
Looking back on the age of 20, how did those years pass by so quickly?

Looking back at photographs and memories, all those things are reasons for
smiling.
Looking back at all my achievements, I can honestly say that 3 were my
best ones.
Looking back at the people who loved me,  I know in my heart, my mother is with me.
Looking back at everything I treasure, being a mother is the most honorable pleasure.
Looking back on childhood days, friendships are valued by honesty and devotion.
To my very best friend, I thank you so much for giving to me the true value of life.

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Why Am I Here

Am I here just to watch another rainy day?
Am I here just to hope all my pain goes away?

Am I here just to survive in this big world of something
when most of my days feel like an absolute nothing?

Am I here just to struggle with depression and sorrow
or should I just pray for no more tomorrows?

Am I here just to see how the elderly are mistreated,
especially those who are prisoners of hospitals
and nursing home disasters?

Am I here just to try and accept all the minutes and seconds
when my mother had brutally passed away in 2 of those minutes?

Am I here just to observe the abusive nature of neglected animals
or can the adults who own them possibly change their behaviors?

Am I here just to keep observing this ridiculous system?  
The innocent are punished, while the guilty are rewarded

Am I here just to notice all the homeless and their misfortunes,
Or could there possibly be someone to assist and protect them?
Living in the streets, alleys, or on the ground in the parks seems
so obvious to me that others don't care much.

Am I here just just to read or watch the daily distractions,
or could this place called Earth ever be changed to perfection?
People keep KILLING and RAPING, and ABUSING and ROBBING,
and STEALING, CHEATING, LYING, and DESTROYING?
WHAT remains is a big messy pile of a volatile nothing,
when this world we exist in is supposed to mean something.

Am I here just to forgive and forget and never release each 
disaster I've listed or do I just bottle them up and swallow the anger? 

Am I here just to wonder if these somethings on Earth might 
ever change, or will each notable nothing keep over powering all faith?
Faith that happiness or peace might be restored once again.
Just what are the answers or solutions to pray for?

Am I here for a repeated whatever???????