thank you. i enjoy the ones that are easy to read and understand. some people write in such depth, it seems they lose their train of thought, or at least i lose it? lol. this is a good one for me. my dementia didnt get lost. ok, i am getting lost in babble here. hugggssss

this is A OK.
hugggsss

that is the closest they have to clapping.
huggss

((huggss)) thank you. and i am too honored to add you as my friend.

What is it that you want from me?
What is it I should do?
What is it you expect of me?
What must I prove to you?
I’ve given you my life
To use as you desired
Still you ask for more from me
Now I have just grown tired
I have no more to give
For all I had was taken
So if you think that I have more
I think you are mistaken
My heart was broken long ago
It needed love to live
The more I begged of love from you
The less you had to give
Whatever it is you want from me
I don’t think I can share
Any more of what I have
With a man who doesn’t care
tdb 10/20/06

thank you mirror
huggss

damn! ur not to far from me...too bad ur not looking for men. u can still hit me up some time if ud like.


welcome to central il dave! i am originally from chicago. dont miss it much. but then, i did leave like 30 some years ago.
huggggsss

well, give a holler when you get an itch for a road run. if i am not working, i may be able to run with ya!

The Trip

Walking past the room
I heard the young man say
Aunt Emily and Grandma
Want you to go on a trip today
The trip it may be long
I know you need to go
But before you leave
I just want to let you know
I love you every morning
I love you every night
I love you with the dawn of day
And in the evening twilight
He was talking to his mom
As she lay there in the bed
Her eyes were closed so softly
A cool cloth on her head
Her skin was cool and waxy
Light shone upon her face
Her body small and frail
This man looked out of place
He kissed her gently on the forehead
As he said good bye
I quickly turned away from them
Before he could see me cry
Her breaths came short and shallow
Until they came no more
She has left upon her trip
Without walking through the door
The trip she’s taking is not long
She won’t have long to wait
Until Grandma and Aunt Emily
Meet her at the gate
tdb 4/15/06

daddy warbucks or bill gates
who cares what they do
i'd rather know a simple man
as long as you're just you

prince charming or ogre
brown eyes or blue
it doesnt matter how you look
as long as you're just you

that arnold guy or mr universe
who have that strength they grew
i'd rather have it from inside
as long as you're just you

einstein? hemingway?
those men whose lives are through?
i wouldn't want you to be like them
as long as you're just you

because you're one who truly cares
i know your love is true
i'll take you as a simple man
as long as you're just you

you don't know who i am
or even what i do
but i would like to be your friend
as long as you're just you

hugggsss
seena

(sometimes "write backs" come to me when i read someone elses poetry, i hope you don't mind)

that is a lovely poem, heartfelt




thank you brit
huggss

thank you robert, this poem was written for another mother whose son is there.
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thank you flame. God did well with me and my daughter. this poem was written for another mom who's son was "over there".
hugggggss
seena

thank you, but you need to know, my "son" is my daughter, and seh is now a civilian. this was written a while back. continue to pray for our troops that He be with them.
huggggssssss
seena

I Watched You

I watched you from the second
They placed you in my arms
Now I watch you go to war
I pray there comes no harm
I watched you pack your bags
I watched you put them on
I watched you board the bus
I’m trying to be strong
I watched you look at me
I watched you through my tears
Please God don’t take away
This child I’ve watched all these years
I watched you to the last minute
I watched you pull away
I watched them take my boy to war
Please watch him too dear God I pray
tdb

i am finding that i will always have a good read when i come to yours.
thank you

this is cute. (looking for the teaspoon)
hugggsss

The heart can be filled.......


yes gypsy, it can be. time, patience and open-ness is all it takes. all free! lol.
hugggsss

House Sounds

The quiet engulfs me
Allowing the sounds of the house
To enter my head
Thoughts run about like fireflies
In my mind
Of days when the house was not so empty
When I was engulfed by the noise
Of the others who lived here
No house sounds could be heard
Through the sounds
Of adults talking amongst each other
Children laughing and playing about
Tonight I listen to the wind
As it whispers through the trees
Outside the window
The creaks in the walls
As the house settles itself for the night
Dripping of a faucet
That will not close too tight
The refrigerator humming
To keep the milk cold
House sounds
Slipping through my blanket of quiet
Disturbing the flight of my fireflies
tdb