Family Poems (502)

Beneath the shade of the frangipani
You spent your hours there
Ciggie butts overflowing
While the wind played
Havoc with your hair
Your vision always blurred
From the past of your despair
But a smile always welcomed
From under your bespectacled glare
Lost in your world
Amongst thoughts an memories
You'd hardly notice a visitor
Until upon you.. you'd freeze
Out with a shreik
Then your focus repaired
Hello daaaarling was your reply
To show that you cared
Beneath the frangipani
Especially in bloom
You mended many memories
An absolved your gloom

Sometimes its best to leave well alone
Even when your credibility is cut to the bone
Unquestioned comments will fester away
An time will reveal itself in its own way
Never will a word be spent against kin
The cost to high to appease the sin
Respect for the 'laws is all i thought
No need to beg borrow or be bought
I'll stand my ground an hold my head
Never to know the words that were said
Things will never be the same now i know
A lifetime friendship turned into loyal sorrow
A different vision of what you see
A different vision of you to me

there was a boy that i once knew
now he is alone
and on his own,
he is leaving the nest
to go to a place where he will
hardly ever rest.

he stands so tall
with his back on the wall
and without any reculation
he defends the GREAT NATION!!!

with a gun in hand
looking at his target to kill his enemy
he feels so GRAND
knowing that he can save so many lives
by the pull of one trigger
and without a blink of an eye

he, who is serving this GREAT NATION,
and threw the frustration
you can be sure
there will be domination

cause he is a solider
a true soilder

he has made is family safe
he has made me safe
HE KEEPS EVERYBODY SAFE

he is my hero
and will always be
my hero

this is my brother
this is blood

keeping me safe from harm
keeping all of us
safe from harm

young is old whilst old be young , we marched the deserts suffered the cold starved to win we are old , we survived lack of food when budgets tight we walked for miles when the car broke down we worked in cold or hot to pay the bills we are young , ancestors to current both endure the same at different times in lifes fate, yet share a tomb or the pillow at night as tommorow will bring a new light

What inspires me April 2012



What inspires me today?
Watching my child kneel and pray.
The warmth of a sunny day.
The critters that come out to play.
Friends that stop by to sit a spell.
The smiles they bring.
The stories they tell.


Lisa Hegler

I am the wind that lifts you up
So you might soar aloft
Spread your wings my love and rise
And be the best you can

I'll be there should you fall
To take away the pain
Wipe your tears, lift you up
And let you soar again

1. Rich, gives you 10,000 dollars a week to have fun.
2. Tells you he loves you.
3. Compliments you.
4. Doesn't yell or curse.
5. Cooks you steak and chicken on the grill.
6. Takes you on trips all over the USA and the world.
7. Visits you.
8. Respects mom.
9. Plays games with you.
10. Talks to you about your problems.
11. Eats meals with you.
12. You feel comforted by his presence.
13. You are not afraid of him.
14. He goes to church.
15. He is charitable.
16. He tells you stories.
17. He reads to you.
18. He gives you your first car.
19. He saves your life because you made a mistake.
20. He cleans your fish.
21. He takes you fishing.
22. He helps you get a job.
23. He adopts.
24. He care for his grandchildren and great grandchildren.
25. He doesn't see parenthood as a burden, but a gift.
26. His children don't need drugs to feel good.
27. He loves you.

For as you grow you mature into
yourself by separating from
the nest.
You go off to college and
learn what it is like to be
an adult to manage your
money and grow into yourself.
Surprisingly you find your life
coming together.
You are finally a women of your
own time for you know what
you want and you aim for that goal.
I release you my child to begin
your life anew to be the women
you always intended to be.

Her little eyes look up to me
wanting me to see her
little arms held out
wanting to be held
a little voice calling out
wanting me to hear
a little girl standing there
simply to be mine
she watches me
and becomes my mimic
when she grows up
i will wish she was small
so while she is here
i'll paint with my fingers,
chalk on the ground
read lots of stories
chase pretty butterflies
kiss lots of boo boos
and listen to her talltales
while she is little
i will cherish every moment
as if she was really mine.
she may be my niece
she may be my god daughter
but forever will she hold my heart

Family’s
Family’s are tough
Family’ do but sometimes
don’t keep in touch
Family’s sometimes fight
And sometimes cant decide
What is right
Family’s sometimes are a shame
And they play that not it my fought
Name game
Family’s most of the time
All love one other
But this is sometimes not true
With some sisters and brothers
Family’s may conceit of a large number
of people or very small
They may have different colored hair
Or some may be short or very tall
Family’s are you and me
There aunts and uncles
And nephew and nieces
But Grandma and pa
Is the people who hold all the pieces
Family’s I feel are made from God above
It was Adam and Eve,, in the beginning
I do believe
So if your lucky enough to have
a family alive and not yet dead
Pick up the phone and call them
Ask how are you, , and why have you not called
Is it something I might of said/
And try not to get mad
And hold a grudge instead
Family weather you like it or not
It what we are
Last year or last week or tomorrow
Oh I almost for got about Grandkids
They are the best if your lucky enough to have them
Oh just ask a Grandparent they will tell you the rest,,,,
Family’s