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Nita Martin Poem
When can I come home my baby ask me
When mom can I be free
Your mistakes have got you here
Just hold on for a few weeks dear
I know it hard to be away
But you will come home someday
When mommy I want to come back with you
I know son I want you to come with me too
But it is not up to me it is up to you
You have to stay here till your treatment is threw
I will be with you all the way I will write and visit as often as i can
You have to be strong be mommy's little man
God will watch out for you when I can not
But even if I am not there your not forgot
So just hold on son it will be alright
You will be home soon so I can hug you thight
For my son who is away at a boot camp for boys right now because of his actions at school
he is bipolar and has add sometimes it is hard to watch what our children have to go threw
and know there is nothing you can do to help except for pray. and hope that time and love
will help. thanks to all my friends on the soup for giving me a place to vent my feelings some
it means alot to write and know it is heard. Thanks to all Nita
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2008
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Nita Martin Poem
Youe are so funny
always making me laugh out loud
Makes the day sunny
You stand out in a croud
Even though your only five three
always crazy and insain
You are care free
An never show your pain
My best friend since birth
My kids buddy and aunt
Best little person on earth
You think we ingnore you but we can't
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2012
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Nita Martin Poem
Life is like a four wheel drive
Mud and sand and things bogging you down
Kick it to low and take your time to strive
Than put it in over drive to go to town
Hills and rocks blocking your path way
Just take it slow Wont bottom out
Your looking for a better day
don't waste your time to shout
Just kick in four wheel drive
And keep up your chin
Thats when you feel alive
And you cant wait to take the rough road again
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2007
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Nita Martin Poem
Your touch drives me crazy sends shivers down my spine
Your kiss is so sweet stops my heart
I need to know how to make you mine
I don't want the time to come for us to part
I have never meet a man like you
With your arms so willing to hold me thight
Your soul so true
Your smile so bright
I am a moth being drawn to your flame
I catch my breath every time
Your sweet mouth calls my name
Just basking in your persents is sublime
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2012
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Nita Martin Poem
OH MY GOD HE IS TEN
Starting to get hair on his chin
No I cant belive it is true
Now my baby is hitting puberty too
Dang if it ain't my luck
Just last night he was playing with trucks
Now it is girls and rock music blaring
Him asking is it time to start shaving
No it has to be a bad dream
MY baby can't be almost a teen
My other one is over half grown
This one has to stay at home
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2008
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Nita Martin Poem
Tangled hearst sore and fly
My sarrows to day did die
You have freed me from the past
I can love again at last
So I give you my heart as a keep sake
To hold, love and not break
I trust you to be there
I trust you to care
You are a strong man who understands
Who I am and still holds my hand
Your touch is warm and kiss so true
I know I can trust you
You wont use me and leave
You know I wear my life on my sleave
I am here for you and you are there for me
My sweet sweet man how can it be
I never thought Love was real
But I can't stop how I feel
So tangled hearts sore and fly
With you only tears of joy will I cry
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2013
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Nita Martin Poem
Things mom's always say
That can ruin a kids day
" I don't care what your dad said."
" If your friends jumped off a bridge would You"
" Because I said So that is why"
"NO NO NO and still NO "
Thing dad's always say
When they don't want to ruin a kids day
"GO ASK YOUR MOTHER"
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2008
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Nita Martin Poem
I am just not sure anymore
If your the one for me
I am just not sure anymore
And I need to be free
I want to find the door that lead me back here
I need to get out before you break my heart dear
I loved you once and held your heart near
I now know I need to fly out of here
I am just not sure anymore
If your love is ture
I am just not sure anymore
That I can trust you
You want to controll me not hold me tight
You need to own me all we do is fight
You loved me only when for you it was right
You don't know how to let in the light
I am just not sure anymore
Where your heart lies
Iam just not sure anymore
If you even hear my cries
I want to tell you how i feel inside
I need to shine not to hide
I loved it when we started this wild ride
I now know you don't want to be buy my side
I am just not sure anymore
If this is where I belong
Iam just not sure anymore
If your heart is my home
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2009
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Nita Martin Poem
Casey has grown form a pup to my big Doberman
But he still thinks he is little and tries so hard to be small
When he will not fit on my lap it is hard for him to understand
And one treat is not enough it don't fill him at all
But at night it is still under the covers for him
For he is my Casey my baby puppy you see
He shines like a star or a rare gem
And he's my lap dog no matter how big he will be
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2008
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Nita Martin Poem
Jerimiah
When you were born the doctors said you did not have long.
But your loving heart proved them wrong.
Your determination and will touched everyone near.
God gave you your bright red hair and big blue eyes so dear.
He also gave you a heart of pure gold.
Made you the baby everyone wanted to hold.
You never meet a stranger and everyone was your friend.
You never gave up giving to others even if it meant you did without again.
Now you’re wearing those wings you always hid.
The ones you have had since you was just a kid.
Wear them with pride and that crooked grin.
Know we will all work hard to see you again.
With our thoughts of you and what you would have done.
We will make your loving heart carry on.
We will ask ourselves every day. What would Jay Jay, do or say.
writen for my sister who lost her son in june we will love and remeber him always
Jerimiah J. Ellingwood Oct 24, 1981 to june 9, 2010
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2010
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