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Cold Hard Steel

Cold Hard Steel
My mouth wide open, gasping for breath, splashing, gurgling
Hopelessly going nowhere, treading, losing the fight
I can’t hear the clanking or yelling anymore, today is the day I have succumbed to his cruelness, numb, no thoughts, no feelings just sinking, floating, slowly being dragged down below 
His lack of love and affection has surrounded me like a cold hard steel chain bound around me.  
The black oval links is evidence that evil is not part of the circle of life
I’m drowning. He’s not listening.  Why won’t he help me? Doesn’t he care?
How did I let it go this far? 
A light from above, an angel reaches out a hand, follow me
Bursting through the crashing waves I rise above the depth of darkness
To find that God will always love me
All my tears have faded. Joyful smiles every day.
He is still part of my life but the chain has been broken, I have been set free because God will always 
love me. 
Even on the days when he doesn’t show me love and kindness 
I know I am not alone in this big old house. I kneel and take it to the throne. 	
And tell God about my day. 

Inspirational song Chain Breaker by Zac Williams 
Original poem 7/22/17

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School Today

School
Bricks, windows
Reading, writing, playing
Teachers, policemen, paramedic, doctor
Shooting, running, hiding
Terrifying, tragic
death

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Skydiving

sky
diving
free-falling
parachute thrust 
up.

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Fire

Flaming
Glowing orange
Streaming spears, sparks soaring
Mesmerized by the crackling coals
Fire roar

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Winter Waves

Clashing  
Thunderous roar
Freezing, crashing, pounding
empty,  power, frigid, splendid  
clashing

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As An Adult

As An Adult
Independent
Responsible
Reliable
Humble
Caring
Compromising
Unselfish
Admit mistakes
Consistently learning
Forgiving
Provider
Protector
Nurturer
Disciplinary
Counselor
Friend
Money manager
Cook
Housekeeper
Handyman

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My Cluttered Mind

My cluttered mind
Overslept
Late for work again
Let go
Kids to feed
Bills to pay
Tired, so tired
What to do? 
Why me?
Disappointing them again
Repeat
What’s the matter with me?

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Where's My Sister

Where’s my sister gone?
The holiday season all wrapped up
A tarnished blanket of snow remains
Flipping the page into the New Year
Filling our thoughts with hope and cheer
A ringing phone, a joyful hello paused
Crying and sobbing, collapsing to her knees
Your sister, Connie’s been in a wreck
Somehow our big old blue station wagon found the way 
leaving a blurry trail of street lights
Our hearts pounding, eyes filled with tears, pacing and praying
Waiting and waiting the doctor finally came in
Leading my parents away to see their little girl
Her boyfriend walked in, not even a scratch. How can that be?
She’s fighting for her life and he doesn’t even look like he’s been in the car
She flew through the windshield. He was pinned in his seat.
That New Years Eve forever changed our paths
My sisters gone, their daughter too, a jumbled family not sure what to do
Her body remains intact and functioning too 
But her mind, she’ll never be the same; you know who.
I’ll never get my sister back.
A broken family, a missing link
Has made us appreciate each other every day.

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Nebraska

Nebraska 

Nightfall littered with confetti stars, glitter spilled down from the Heaven’s above
Echoes roaring in with the wind, wailing across the great open plains
Bountiful soil, producing our grains, praying for rain
Raging rivers weaving throughout our land, fishing on the bank, floating on a tube, summer fun for everyone
Autumn foliage earthly hues, winter snow blinding you, spring flowers sprouting up, the summer sun to get that farmers tan - a season for everyone
Skipping rocks across the pond, a slower pace helps us appreciate His grace. That we have “The Good Life”
Kicking back with family and friends is usually how our day ends.
Attached to the community, family’s grounded roots make this a great place to raise a family.

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What Is It

The Secret Santa silently sat spying
 A giggling girl grabbing and guessing gifts
 the pretty packages pummel down
 bending branches, bouncing blue balls.