Where are my children? Why didn't I get one? She got two And I got none. Why can't I have one? Just one little oneIt doesn't seem fair Now it's all said and done. We tried and we tried None stayed here with me.Everything seems empty Why couldn't we be three? No frilly dresses No swings in our yard No crib in the bedroom No Lego to pull apart. No cute little bundle With sweet smelling hair No sleepless nights Spent in a ro...

I would give him everything I own I would do anything and everything: I would walk through fire to keep him safe I would act a fool to make him laugh I would walk through hell to rescue him from his demons I would share my last drop of water or crust of bread I would argue with the devil himself I would take his pain so he could relax I would take his nightmares so he could sleep I would take his scars so he was whole aga...

Story telling in both verse and prose What is in the Well? Chapter 1: Wooden Boy1 It's hard to say when it began  My thoughts of being a boy  My Master Carver built me I was his greatest joy Someone to share his life with  To play with and enjoy The same to tell his stories to  Not just another wooden toy Then something magical occurred  It happened just like that  Wink of eye and snap of finger  And like a rabbit out of...

I want to be that wooden boy I wish to have that life of ease With strings to lift and pull me up  With no responsibilities Some days I'm down - too tired to play  But as a toy and wooden boy  I'd just have fun and play all day  Games and puzzles I'd employ Go ahead and string me up  It won't be a surprise to me  I'm looking forward to it  Somehow it is my destiny The wooden boy - his great desire  To be a real child But...

My life consumed With thoughts of youI can't believe I was that naiveBut it was true After some time awayAnd a few steps backWhen I read some of the BS I have a laugh attack So much drama How did I breathe?Now that I watch others I can barely believe So n so is in loveThis week with himNext week it will be real With someone else, it's all so grim I still believe you can fall in love Without ever meeting But real love last...

THE FOURTH OF JULY Did they know when they signed their names, declaring freedom from tyranny and the right to pursue happiness, that the women in their lives, the Africans who plowed their fields, the Natives whose land they occupied were listening and breathing the same air that summer day? Did they realize their ignorance when they rang the bell of liberty and heard the cannon roar in celebration that they were creatin...

Another Heavenly Flower Blooms { The scriptures tell us we will have a new name in Glory} By Don Ford We see our garden flowers in bloom. They brighten up a summer’s day. Grown for all their fragrance – color; They cheer us on our earthly way. But ever think that God above; Who also planted us below, Who draws each flower from the earth; That Heaven’s where we bloom and grow. He plants us in this darkened world. And when...

Slow time had passed, so many hours in fear That she had gone away and would not show. To me, once more, her face would not appearAs it had done before, with eyes aglow. My heart reached out but did not hear the voiceThat once had brought me to my knees with bliss.So painful that she made the fateful choiceTo leave and say goodbye without a kiss. Appearing now she brings her own sweet touchAnd lets me near once more to be...

That person on the street is someone's relative.[Dedicated to both the caring and the homeless.]In his place on a quiet block – There lived a very simple man. His walk like steps to music, He always had a Master plan.*He thought of others constantly, And how each lived their life. His kindness never overlooked, As he helped a hundred souls in strife.*So many tired and all alone – On corners and in alleys. He never asked t...

As memories of our love haunt me And as the tears fall down my face I pick up the phone to call you To tell you how much I miss you The voice on the other end isn't yours Its a recording telling me, You changed your number. As I hit end the tears fall harder My heart breaks more. I wanted to talk like we used too. The way we used to laugh. The tears we shared together. I needed you today  So I picked up the phone. Just to...

Stop!Stop the lies as they drip from your fingertipsStop!The hurt that your words causeStop! Judging people you don't knowStop!Being selfish because your hurtStop!Antagonizing the innocentStop!Hiding and show yourselfStop!Just stop!

Is this her heartMisplaced and hurt Gentle softnessHer slight shoulders Those of the  Unknown trooperWho bears the loadWhile the brutesRip her apartIn the questTo own the right. Twinkling in the lightIs bleeding To be seenTricklingDown her spineIt colors theLoss she feelsFrom the bitterBiting hatredSpent upon herTo make her bend. And she won'tShe never willBecause it is notPart of her soulPart of her spiritPart of her lif...

I am looking for someone to rely on an ally and you tell me I have you.I say I know, but you aren't always around. So I asked if I could have the puppy you rescued She is beautiful, loyal and ever so friendlyand I got the surprise of my life when you said "Yes." Watching as you grab her lead off the benchand then bend down and clip her lead to her collar as you whisper to her.I see her eyes flicker between us and wonder w...

You don't believe me and that really hurts. I thought out of everyone you were different. However, I guess you're not and that is a shame. Because for you...I would have done anything, even attempted to walk on water. But I should have known it was too good to be true. That you would rather feel young than have a friend that's true.

Whenever a song plays on the radio... I don't know why ... A tear falls down from my eyes, It hurts so much to continue listening, Your're the first person that comes to my mind. And if I sing along with it... I don't know why ... The memories of our happy days flashes back, Wished it will not be so painful to see you change, Wished your're still the man you've introduced me with. And when the song comes to an end... I do...