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Growing up was hard, you had to do it fast.
Walking on eggshells, trying to keep quiet, just to please him.
Yelling and screaming back and forth is abuse of the worst kind.
It leaves no visible scars.
Driving you nuts, just waiting around for one last gulp.
Passed out anywhere, anyhow, i don't care.
Hush, hush. Be quiet. Please don't wake up the drunk.

through my eyes
i'll hope you'll understand
my vision is broad
but without demand
I seek only the joy
that comes from the hand
that has been nurtured
in a free land
if only you knew
or could appreciate
the sacrifices made
before it's too late
before time
has it's say
and makes my reasoning
not words of betray
but alas I feel
deaf ears prevail
and no ground is made
with a windless sail.........

When earthly life is lost
do we go across
the rainbow bridge to wait
reunited, at later date.

Over great lengths of time
memories shared, yours-mine
That cannot be erased
warming moments, many days.

Over weeks-months-years
through smiles and many tears
Until the day we again join
another side, of the same coin.......

I want a baby to hug
And snug
Am I a mug? No
Give me a baby now!

I want a baby
Not a maybe!
Give me a baby now!

I want a baby to cradle
Not to label
Am I not able? Yes
Give me a baby now!

I want a baby to talk to
Change it's nappy to
Make me happy
Give me a baby now!

You'll be its' papa
And I its' mamma
Lets make a baby now!

He lay there, small, fading away,
sleeping almost all day,
eat a little liked a baby on the crib,
called upon the pain, He muttered.

Mute with tears, I simply squeezed his hand
as those familiar eyes intently gazing at me spoke fast-forward volumes
of his immeasurable losses
loneliness, regret,
sorrow, helplessness
illness, frustration, estrangement,
and pain-
pain so profound, it burned my eyes to see my father's frustration.

Though already beyond the hideous battle
he'd let it have its way,
he didn't want to cease to be.
He'd suffered the disdain of illness, being an affront to pain.

I saw it all in his wordless messages.
The 'unknowing from the one I loved',
the complex, multi-layered 'had to have been there, the 'walk a few thousand miles we walked', 'please help me to be remembered our happy memories, my Father where we can walk miles away until
dawn, and have coffee at the starbucks.

My Father, my flesh,
loyal,fragile,
Please stay with me, stay with us
and all your sorrows are mine and us,
do not left us behind,
keep the faith, be brave,
and fight for me.

THE ANCESTRY TREE QUEST

Here I sit gaze upon screen lists of names oh what does it mean
Files upon files a conumdrem of past where answers lay within and my roots are cast.
Generations of family from decades bygone I need a spark for my search to go on.
Trawling the libraries looking at books grained old photos every avenue every nook
For evidence of fact a familiar place as a sleuth like detective follows up a trace.
And then the break it makes my day long lost relations that had not erred astray
Eager to solve those mysteries in mind nervous to discover but excited to find
My tree of forefathers from way back when lost uncles perhaps boding from then.
Certificated proof my inklings first thought through journeys of history painstakingly sought.
Hours upon hours worthwhile I now muse knitting and weaving those family line clues
Eyebrows raised little surprises in store unearthing the secrets and keys to the door
Of the ancestry tree I'm driven to succeed spellbound hooked intoxicatingly intrigued.
From a small idea to a maiden name quest I'll leave no stone unturned till I've unearthed all the rest .

an ode i did through the eyes of a family member

She walks into my thought like a flash strong;
A new way opened up in the dark night
Leading to her ever present memories along

With the past records; sorrows, pains, joys bright –
Light and shade of moments memorable
Covering the whole range my mind can cite.

She walks into my mind like a warble,
Never such a ballad heard in the past
As is music unseen and audible.

To me only a difference they cast.
The sweet reminiscences of her love
And affection flash upon my mind first

And then from my heart the pains to remove,
I fly with her to her blissful dream cove.

We only have One Mom, One Mommy,
One Mother in this World, One life.
Don't wait for the Tomorrow's
to tell Mom, you love her

They are not a gift you receive,
They cannot be borrowed or bought.
It's your character, would you believe,
Or have you given it any thought.

You get them as you're being raised,
Or learn them on your own.
A well mannered person is highly praised.
Ill mannered people are left alone.

A lack of manners is very rude.
A mannerless person may not realize,
The extent to which they are crude.
Sometimes we must open their eyes.

Inmates often know of respect,
Not many of them have manners.
They're criminals, what do you expect,
Business suits and Day Planners?

Many times they have to fight,
Because of a lack of manners.
Not easy for them to see the light.
You have to wave them banners.

Good manners will make people smile.
They help make a good impression.
Without them you are most likely vile.
And often cause oppression.

Bad mannered people are often unwelcome.
They're usually tolerated for a while.
I wish they'd all go learn some,
And give us reason to smile.

Criminals have common characteristics.
Lack of education and manners are two.
Their lacking adds to our statistics,
Making things rough for me and you.

Written 10-18- 09

Hand crafted slipped from the memory
I remember

Sleeping on my sullen face
An adventure
of power

Who?
Chucks this kiss?

Go beyond
Of Tidal waves

I cannot see the way

Yet
I shall go away from you

Sight
Cool
Another floss

AHHHHH