I found out recently from a friend that the little girl I raised for ten years is really having a hard time, with things in life because of her mom,,,I cannot interfeir with her life because she is not my biological daughter,"if she was she'd be living with me..so I wrote this and somehow going to try and get it to her,,she knows I still love her so I know she will understand
A WISH
IF I WAS GRANTED ONE WISH IN LIFE I KNOW WHAT THAT WISH WOULD BE I'D WISH THAT YOU WERE HERE AGAIN A PART OF MY LIFE WITH ME
I WISH I COULD SEE YOUR SMILE AGAIN I WISH I COULD HOLD YOU TIGHT I WISH I COULD TUCK YOU IN AGAIN I WISH I COULD WISPER GOODNIGHT
I WISH I WAS THERE FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY I WISH I WAS THERE WHEN YOU TURNED SIXTEEN I WISH I WAS THERE FOR YOU TO CONFIDE IN I WISH I WAS THERE SO YOU WOULD HAVE SEEN
I WISH SOMEDAY I CAN SEE YOU I WISH SOMEDAY I HEAR YOUR VOICE I WISH SOMEDAY WHEN YOUR OLDER I WISH SOMEDAY THAT BECOMES YOUR CHOICE
I KNOW THIS POEM HAS TOO MANY WISHES IN WHAT I HAVE WRITTEN ABOVE BUT THERE CAN NEVER BE TOO MANY WISHES FOR THE LITTLE GIRL IN MY LIFE I ONCE LOVED CHRIS 01-22-2007
I was involved with someone that when I met her her daughter was 14 months old. I raised her as my own for ten years untill may of 2005 when her mom went on the computer and found someone else and ended everything,I have not seen that little girl since that time and I am helpless in helping her as her mom is living alone because she thought the guy she found on the internet would take her in and take care or her and her daughter (wrong) all this guy wants is to party and sleep with her,,,so I know she is in a lot of finacial difficulty and cant pay her bills and rent and car payments,I asked her if she wanted to get back together and start over but she just says she wants to be free and single,,,,I feel so bad for her daughter because I'm not able to help her,,,,,,,,but I have to live with that I guess,,,,I have not dated or seen anyone since then,maybe I'm just afraid to trust anyone again with my heart
In church he found the solace That eluded him for years Bringing him to bended knees And opened the gates for tears Trying to wash away the past Of feelings of guilt and pain Knowing that the future would hold No guranties of the same So now with only hands clasped tight And starring at the floor Are prayers said in such earnest To a GOD he now adore's Chris
Hi;, I was In Chicago that morning waiting For Frank's Nurery&Crafts to open sitting in my bunk doing paperwork,had my TV on but did'nt have the volume turned up...seen the building on fire but thought it was just a highrise in downtown Chicago so started to flip to other stations,,,It was on everywhere so thats when I turned up the volume,,I could'nt believe it and that was before the other plane hit,then they showed that,,,,,O"hare Internation airport is I think the 3rd or 4th largest airport in the states I think and to pass by that and not see a plane in the air was a very wierd feeling since all air traffic was grounded,,,,,,I'll never forget that day,,and those innocent people
I came upon a Rose one time Awash in morning dew Just gently holding on to it Filled my mind with thoughts of you So I took it inside and placed it In a vase of crystal glass To watch it slowly open As time would silently pass Watching the peddles parting Preciously begining to bloom With grace and so much beauty Filling the entire room When it was done it's journey Becoming a Rose so bright It's meaning and it's purpose Filled my dreams throught the night Chris
I sit here watching snowflakes So lightly falling down Floating in the air Gently kissing the ground One by one they gather Creating a scene of white So peacefully and silent As day drifts into night Waking to find a portrait Outside of winters display Keeping in mind it's wonder Ason the ground it lay Chris
hello I'm new at this so just getting to see what to do here exactaly, so will have time to learn before starting back at my other job next week,,,,,,,hope I can fit in somewhere
I can't eat mushrooms also the little girl I used to be with,,,,she would eat a jar of olives if you let her,,while she watched TV,,then shed drink the juice,one year for her B-day I bought her one of those huge jars of olives at the grocery store,,,the big 1 litre or 2 litre,cant remember
I was awakened by a dream last night That brought back memories of old I wish I could have stayed asleep To watch my dream unfold It kinda took my breath away For you were here with me Just walking in a park somewhere With two hands joined faithfully Although it being winter time The season that it snows I was amazed to look out the window And see in full bloom a rose Seemed odd to look at that flower Among everything covered in white Standing there so all alone In all it's color so bright Was it trying to tell me something Like maybe it needed a home To come inside and be cherished Tired of being outside and alone Chris
This one I wrote to that same friend of mine out west when she turned "50",,,,,,,her husband got here nothing and she told me she went to bed and cried herself to sleep
A VERY SPECIAL BIRTHDAY
Yvonne
Fiffty years ago today Something very special took place You were sent here to this earth by GOD To join the human race HE knew then the world needed Someone caring and so kind To go through life helping others Knowing your heart would shine You've helped so many in times of need And gone out of your way Just to make sure that person Has a happier and brighter day So never think of your birthday Means another year your growing old Think of it as one more year You had to share your heart of Gold Chris
also, I have a son too who last christmas gave me a card with a hand drawn picture of a truck I once drove,,and a note,,I still have that today and will for the rest of my life,,,,,,,just reading it gets me a bit chocked up,even today,,but I've been told befor I'm emotional with thigs like that,,,,
I wrote this for a very good friend of mine last year,,,,,,,we dated in high school,,,,then she got married,,,I got married (I bought a truck),,then got divorced,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,but she lives out in Gibbons alberta and ,<<she's still married,but her husband does nothing for her,,,she turned 50 yrs old last Jan 20 2006,,,,and he bought her nothing,,,,,,so I wrote her a poem for her birthday also,,,,,,,,,,,,,maybe post that later Chris
"THE FOURTEENTH DAY OF FEBUARY"
Valentine's day is supposed to be A day when Love is shown To those we trully care about Assuring them, our Love is known On this day hearts are bought Made of chocolate, candy, or cake And given to those we Love the most With the promise, that we make The chocolate soon will melt away And the cake will dissapear The candy only last's a while Are these things truly, so dear I know of a heart not made of cake Or any of those mentioned above The heart I know of beats inside of me To a timeless rythm, of LOVE Chris
Hi;, I was with a girl for ten years,,when I met her her daughter was 14mths old,I raised her as my own till she was 12 1/2 years old,,when he mom went and found somebody on the computer,have not seen her in over a year now and I knew I probably won't again,,,so I wrote this for her and framed it and left it with her when I left,,
""DEAREST KRISTA""
As you go on in life I may not be there if you fall But I want you to always know Whenever you want to you can call You'll always be remembered As your Love i'll always keep There'll be a place in my heart I hold for you so deep If I never get to see you Again as days go by Your memory is with me forever All I need is to close my eyes So if we meet by chance somewhere Forgive me if I can't say These things that I want you to know As if it were yesterday I don't want you to see a teardrop For you might think I'm sad It's not that way at all though Each deardrop, is for the good times we had Love Da-Da
have been dealing with depresssion for just over a year now,,(since the split) wrote a lot of poems about it and yes even things that I wanted to end it all,,,,,,,,,,,,my 1 daughter tried to help me through it,,,ended up in a hospital over it,and was put on prozac(quick way to suicide),,,then tried Paxill, went off it on my own,,,but trying to get through it now on my own,,,,not easy Chris
A WISH
I found out recently from a friend that the little girl I raised for ten years is really having a hard time, with things in life because of her mom,,,I cannot interfeir with her life because she is not my biological daughter,"if she was she'd be living with me..so I wrote this and somehow going to try and get it to her,,she knows I still love her so I know she will understandA WISH
IF I WAS GRANTED ONE WISH IN LIFE
I KNOW WHAT THAT WISH WOULD BE
I'D WISH THAT YOU WERE HERE AGAIN
A PART OF MY LIFE WITH ME
I WISH I COULD SEE YOUR SMILE AGAIN
I WISH I COULD HOLD YOU TIGHT
I WISH I COULD TUCK YOU IN AGAIN
I WISH I COULD WISPER GOODNIGHT
I WISH I WAS THERE FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY
I WISH I WAS THERE WHEN YOU TURNED SIXTEEN
I WISH I WAS THERE FOR YOU TO CONFIDE IN
I WISH I WAS THERE SO YOU WOULD HAVE SEEN
I WISH SOMEDAY I CAN SEE YOU
I WISH SOMEDAY I HEAR YOUR VOICE
I WISH SOMEDAY WHEN YOUR OLDER
I WISH SOMEDAY THAT BECOMES YOUR CHOICE
I KNOW THIS POEM HAS TOO MANY WISHES
IN WHAT I HAVE WRITTEN ABOVE
BUT THERE CAN NEVER BE TOO MANY WISHES
FOR THE LITTLE GIRL IN MY LIFE I ONCE LOVED
CHRIS 01-22-2007