Family Poems (502)

I was hiding my tears,
i didn't want her to see
and cry my tears with me.
I want her smile
to bloom on her lips
and stars to sparkle
in her her eyes.
Its hard but will be fine.
I will handle it again
one more time.
She is my little girl
with an angel`s soul
she is my whole life
and my reason to survive.

For you have a heart
so gentle and true.
I knew i could easily
fall head over heals
for you.
I just could not help
but wonder if it could
love someone like me
from now until eternity.
Yet i have one dream
each and every night
that you are gone.
You are out of my sight.
Then i look to see an
empty place where you
are at rest.
I cannot let that be.
I cannot let another go
from me for just being
unhealthy.
I just know i care so
much for you.
I want only to be with
thee.
I want you to be healthy
and live a long life
with me.
If only you could see
the healthy person
inside of thee.
Can you let him out
to be with me.
Whoever he may be.
I see this life for
you and me.
I see a beautiful
scenario for our
F A M I L Y

I lay awake in bed at night,
watching you my princess sleep,
it's times like this i know for sure,
my life really is complete.

So many times i stare at you,
i see your so one of a kind,
and i whisper to god before i sleep,
I'm so proud he made you mine.

I just want to pull you into me,
and wrap my arms around you tight,
so you could know your safe and warm,
throughout these cold and dark wet nights.

Whenever you are here with me,
the sun it always shines,
so thank you lord I say again,
I'm so proud he made you mine.

No words could ever describe to you,
why i love my princess dear,
maybe its the cuddles she gives me as she sleeps,
or her gentle breathing in my ear.

I don't have to be rich to win her love,
all I have too give her is my time,
and because i know she's one of a kind,
I'm so proud he made you mine.

Every time I have my princess,
my heart swells up with oh such pride,
when my final day comes upon this earth,
I'll still be right by her side.

I know I keep on saying it,
and i'll say it till the end of time,
When the lord Jesus blessed me with Chloe Hodge
I'm so proud he made you mine.

to cherish a moment,
is to hold something,
dear,
in your heart,
like in life
it lives with you,
the angel hom i cherish,
is my mother,
who in every day believes in me,
no matter,
what wrongs i do,
this angel lives with me,
all of my life,
my mother

We forged a bond when we were kids to always stick together
As a sister I'd stand by you, and try to make things better
You were so little and lost, and grown-ups can be so cruel
I made it my life's mission to take good care of you

We clung to one another as those years went by
A lonely, loveless childhood, we helped each other cry
We wondered if our mother was really like they said
We hurt for her and missed her, and cried for her in bed

The awful things they told us of how she went away
And that she didn't want us, and wouldn't even stay
So you and I, we bonded, each one had a part
We nurtured one another, to sooth our broken hearts

I wonder about the fate of those two little kids
If God in His sweet wisdom had not chosen as He did
You see, dear one, it's no mistake He gave us to each other
He did it 50 years ago, He'd do it still another

The bond we swore those years ago, will always live within me
We're every age we've ever been, our childhood is our history
And if I could have had it perfect, but had it without you
Then I wouldn't change one minute, because this I know is true

In a world that only contradicts whatever you believe
Where everyone double-talks, and you're always being deceived
Where you're too young to have a voice, and left without a mother
Two little kids found a way, when they bonded with each other


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You left without a word Momma,
Oh!, Momma where are you ?....
I'm reeking,,,,
In my soul Momma,
I just don't know what to do....

On the out side,
I'm a child no more,
But someone, to my soul, closed doors.
The child inside me's crying,,,,
Momma,
Momma, where are you ?.....

Please let me know you care, Momma,
Momma, Where are you ?.
I'm searching everywhere,,,,
Momma,
Is there nothing (You), can do ?,
To let me know your there,
That your soul's,
Still on the earth,
Oh!, Momma, Momma, Momma, where are you,?...

They say they've seen you,
Here and there,
Momma....
When I ask questions,
No-one cares.
Momma,,,,
Oh!, Momma,,,,
Whats the child,,,,
Inside of me surposed to do....

I'm waiting every day,
Hoping you'll come back this way, Momma.
Do you think that you could say,
That you're alright.
I'll leave the front door open wide,
The window candle's burning bright...
It's lights the way back to your child,,,,
On darkest night....
Momma.....

06/03/2013....

Liza Mc Beth....

Exist through your father!!!
They say you remind everyone
of him.
No existence for you, but
through him.
Know that he is gone.
You feel you do not exist
How do you become your
own person.
For all those years you
and your father were alike.
How do you learn not to be
perfect just to be you.
How do you let your feelings
through and be yourself
whatever that is today.

No better, no clearer.
In full view of all eyes.
She slinks away
Dismisses the words.
Tomorrow's a new day.

Big Blue Eyes
Kisses of Butterflies

Questions Galore
Ready to Explore

Heart of Gold
Wanting Stories Told

Loves to Play
Hero Saves the Day

Sword Fights with Dad
Laughter to be Had

Thinks He is Grown
King on the Throne

Mommy's Little Man
She's his biggest Fan

Little would I know as I watched him grow, 
that my blue eyed son would be just like me.
The visions within his eye, his restraints to cry, 
determined to excel and live his life well.
Like my father's son, my youngest is the one, 
with actions of stealth serving others not self.
He's considerate, he's true, patriotic thru & thru, 
like feet properly shod, he's protected by God.
And my son is just like me!

At the age of 11 my son sent from heaven, 
by the One I extol took him in full control.
My time to preach and my years to teach, 
like summer's cool swim came to a difficult end.
He was moved far away from me to stay, 
as my unhappy wife sought out a brighter life. 
Five long years of silent fallen tears, 
before my 16 year old, my arms would hold.
And my son is just like me!

Now at 18 he's back and our lives are on track, 
and my son and his dad are both so glad.
He's a man to the core my college Sophomore, 
and a prouder than me Dad could never be had.
Now it's up to 'US' in love and trust,
to keep ties strong through right or wrong.
The exciting years ahead, to him I've said, 
could be our very best, if trusted to God to bless.

"And my son is just like me!"