today if you feel depressed
remember, we all get that way
how can you be human and not
feel like this at times
so pamper yourself,be kind to yourself
and after that, know you are blessed
and try and see the beauty rather than the ugly
try and understand you are here for a purpose
and I doubt it has anything to do with being
a negative influence in the world or that you are here
simply to suffer and sacrifice
see what you are, really are
unique, important, stop ignoring your wings,
they are there, look for them, stop hiding them,
use them...do not be content to remain grounded
when you have the ability to fly
so do it, soar...at least try.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Breast Cancer Survivor
I would willingly
go through all of it
all over again
if it meant my daughter
would not have to go through
the same thing one day
I would willingly
go through all of it
all over again
if no one had to do so
but all I can do
is continue to pray
and to hope for a cure
and to believe that one day
it will come
and that until that day
we all must remain
Angelic Warriors
swords in hand
Faith in heart
and forever remembering
those whose fight has ended
I would willingly
go through all of it again
if it meant it could keep
another from having to suffer
or lose the battle
but I remain
as many , just another warrior
another survivor
and as such
send out daily prayers
to everyone effected by breast Cancer
and to God I beg, please bring
a cure soon.
please Lord.
go through all of it
all over again
if it meant my daughter
would not have to go through
the same thing one day
I would willingly
go through all of it
all over again
if no one had to do so
but all I can do
is continue to pray
and to hope for a cure
and to believe that one day
it will come
and that until that day
we all must remain
Angelic Warriors
swords in hand
Faith in heart
and forever remembering
those whose fight has ended
I would willingly
go through all of it again
if it meant it could keep
another from having to suffer
or lose the battle
but I remain
as many , just another warrior
another survivor
and as such
send out daily prayers
to everyone effected by breast Cancer
and to God I beg, please bring
a cure soon.
please Lord.
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Christmas Day
So here we it is finally Christmas Day
daughter still fast asleep,remember when
she was small could not wait to get up
and see what Santa brought
now still waiting to open gift up
things sure do change don't they
one thing remains the same
family, friends, our faith in our Lord
and hopefully in one another
remains vital part of our lives
as it should be anyway
wishing everyone a magical Christmas
and a New Year that brings true and lasting
joy.
Most of all, I wish all of you Gods' grace
and mercy and blessings
and more love than you can imagine.
Lorrie
xmas 2011
daughter still fast asleep,remember when
she was small could not wait to get up
and see what Santa brought
now still waiting to open gift up
things sure do change don't they
one thing remains the same
family, friends, our faith in our Lord
and hopefully in one another
remains vital part of our lives
as it should be anyway
wishing everyone a magical Christmas
and a New Year that brings true and lasting
joy.
Most of all, I wish all of you Gods' grace
and mercy and blessings
and more love than you can imagine.
Lorrie
xmas 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
You Believe
You believe it will stop
never happen again
you believe it is somehow
your fault,yet you just can't
figure out exactly why
you believe it is just
a type of temporary insanity
that will soon pass
a bad memory that will fade like dust
you believe you should stay
for the children,for yourself,
for someone else
for all the reasons you can
come up with to justify
your reality
you believe
it's best not to make waves
that silence is golden
keep the family together
keep the secret at all cost
there was a time
when I was like you
I believed too
like so many, many others do
the bruises
the cuts
the broken bones
the shattered pieces
of lives that is touched by the hands of abuse
hard to believe
those same hands
once,long ago,brought passion
gentleness, a promise of joy
once reaching out to embrace
with respect and love
suddenly those same hands
striking out with a force that seems impossible
to live through
down,down,down again you fall
lost in a void of confusion,distrust,rage
sadness and pain
fear and uncertainty
what will each day or night bring
the all consuming ,endless nightmare
you can't seem to wake up from
you believe it will end
but hear me....it won't , I promise you
it won't
not until you can speak the words
mean the words...enough, no more
not now, not ever again
silence is not golden
abuse is not acceptable
wounds do mend but scars still remain
you believe
it will stop
well, as one who has been there
and who walked beside others
who were there,
I beg of you, trust me, hear me
abuse of any type will not suddenly stop
unless it finally destroys you
or you finally, pray God, finally
get up ,stand up,face up,wake up
and walk.
there is no excuse
for abuse.
never happen again
you believe it is somehow
your fault,yet you just can't
figure out exactly why
you believe it is just
a type of temporary insanity
that will soon pass
a bad memory that will fade like dust
you believe you should stay
for the children,for yourself,
for someone else
for all the reasons you can
come up with to justify
your reality
you believe
it's best not to make waves
that silence is golden
keep the family together
keep the secret at all cost
there was a time
when I was like you
I believed too
like so many, many others do
the bruises
the cuts
the broken bones
the shattered pieces
of lives that is touched by the hands of abuse
hard to believe
those same hands
once,long ago,brought passion
gentleness, a promise of joy
once reaching out to embrace
with respect and love
suddenly those same hands
striking out with a force that seems impossible
to live through
down,down,down again you fall
lost in a void of confusion,distrust,rage
sadness and pain
fear and uncertainty
what will each day or night bring
the all consuming ,endless nightmare
you can't seem to wake up from
you believe it will end
but hear me....it won't , I promise you
it won't
not until you can speak the words
mean the words...enough, no more
not now, not ever again
silence is not golden
abuse is not acceptable
wounds do mend but scars still remain
you believe
it will stop
well, as one who has been there
and who walked beside others
who were there,
I beg of you, trust me, hear me
abuse of any type will not suddenly stop
unless it finally destroys you
or you finally, pray God, finally
get up ,stand up,face up,wake up
and walk.
there is no excuse
for abuse.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
18
Dear Daughter
just want to say that 18
isn't a magic number
it is the right to passage
from teen to young adult
it is also a number which can get you
into more trouble than the years before
you are held accountable
credit wise,law wise,common sense wise
money wise,morally wise...
you must mindful of your actions
careful of your choices
for now, they do belong to you
I remain on the sideline
should you need advice
I remain in your corner
should you need someone to turn to
You think of the freedom
I think of the possible negatives
that it can bring
trusting you will think before you act
and still listen as well as speak your mind
18 not legally able to drink
but legally considered an adult
scares me I must admit
all that you can open yourself up to
praying that you are ready
I cherish the baby days
the child days
made it through the young teen days
now here we are at the age of adulthood
and I am the one who seems not quite ready
nonetheless, I give you my prayers
I give you my respect, my heart,my faith,my endless devotion
and even though it is hard...I give you your wings
which I have held in care for you until now.
I ask Dear Daughter, only that you use them not only to fly
but to Soar.
love,mama
just want to say that 18
isn't a magic number
it is the right to passage
from teen to young adult
it is also a number which can get you
into more trouble than the years before
you are held accountable
credit wise,law wise,common sense wise
money wise,morally wise...
you must mindful of your actions
careful of your choices
for now, they do belong to you
I remain on the sideline
should you need advice
I remain in your corner
should you need someone to turn to
You think of the freedom
I think of the possible negatives
that it can bring
trusting you will think before you act
and still listen as well as speak your mind
18 not legally able to drink
but legally considered an adult
scares me I must admit
all that you can open yourself up to
praying that you are ready
I cherish the baby days
the child days
made it through the young teen days
now here we are at the age of adulthood
and I am the one who seems not quite ready
nonetheless, I give you my prayers
I give you my respect, my heart,my faith,my endless devotion
and even though it is hard...I give you your wings
which I have held in care for you until now.
I ask Dear Daughter, only that you use them not only to fly
but to Soar.
love,mama
Saturday, October 29, 2011
For Mama
Fly with wings of eagles brave
rest when moonlight gives quiet passage
safe and at peace in the company
of Angels.
In memory of Jacqueline Lee Bourne
returned to Heaven, Oct. 29 2006
In our thoughts and in our hearts we hold you close.
rest when moonlight gives quiet passage
safe and at peace in the company
of Angels.
In memory of Jacqueline Lee Bourne
returned to Heaven, Oct. 29 2006
In our thoughts and in our hearts we hold you close.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Silver Strands
As I think back
on the last day
we were together
I recall so many tiny things
each large in their own way
I think about how hard I wished
to look into your beautiful eyes
just one more time
those beautiful eyes
so blue , so full of emotion
I recall holding your hand
so tiny and slender your fingers
at rest within my own
oh how I prayed to feel the tightening of your grip
I watched as your chest
would rise and fall with each breath
and I began to sing to you
every song I could possibly remember
in hope to bring you comfort
I stared at your soft and beautiful face
and recall each long and glowing
silver strand of your hair
thinking how peaceful you looked
how truly angelic in those last moments
I remember how you use to be a redhead
and a blonde and even a brunette in the years
long past, and I could not help but think
that of all those colors,my favorite would
remain, those silver shining strands.
on the last day
we were together
I recall so many tiny things
each large in their own way
I think about how hard I wished
to look into your beautiful eyes
just one more time
those beautiful eyes
so blue , so full of emotion
I recall holding your hand
so tiny and slender your fingers
at rest within my own
oh how I prayed to feel the tightening of your grip
I watched as your chest
would rise and fall with each breath
and I began to sing to you
every song I could possibly remember
in hope to bring you comfort
I stared at your soft and beautiful face
and recall each long and glowing
silver strand of your hair
thinking how peaceful you looked
how truly angelic in those last moments
I remember how you use to be a redhead
and a blonde and even a brunette in the years
long past, and I could not help but think
that of all those colors,my favorite would
remain, those silver shining strands.
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