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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

The End and Good Night


It is the end of days.

It is the end of what I began.

It is the end of how hard I tried.

It is the end of my plan.


The journey was tiring.

My feet are worn and my shoes have fallen off.

My skin is blistered on my hands

and I look back at what this has cost.


I see the smile on that beloved face.

I can hear the joy in each laugh.

So even if I could rid myself of the pain,

I would never in a million years go back.


I am tired now.

But I am home and I have finished what I began.

Except now unlike before,


Monday, January 10, 2011

Link: Test Yourself

So I found a link on this blog and I think its sort of neat. So go to this cite and check it out! Its just a bunch of tests you take that tell you what kind of person you are.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Praying about the Snow


You found me white as snow,
and that is the way I stayed.
You have always kept
those promises you made.

You sometimes made sad.
And sometimes I did cry.
But I know you love me
because you always apologize.

You never leave my side
though things are getting tough.
You tell me all the time
that our love will be enough.

I really hope you're right.
I hope you mean what you say.
Just like I mean that I love you
more and more each day.

We can take this one step at a time.
I will do my best to do things right.
And I will pray for you and me
before I go to sleep every night.

Monday, December 20, 2010

You Always Lied


Break away from all of this conformity.

Break away from all the lies.

Break away from the hatefulness you carry with you.

Break away from all your half hearted tries.


You never really meant to be helpful.

You never really meant to be kind.

You never wanted to be in my life,

So lets slightly rewind.


You tore apart my family

and stole my childhood from me.

I put all my faith in you.

But in return you gave me deceit.


I am not angry anymore.

But now I know one thing.

When you give someone your word

It really means something.


I will give you my word.

I cannot love someone like you.

And I guess in the end,

It means we really are through.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Dogs and the Snow


So I hate I mean really hate the cold. It makes me achy and stiff but for some reason my dogs love it. Well for a little while. Jake loves the snow. He could stay in it for hours, but Katy only likes it for a little while. A few days ago I took them both outside and when I tried to bring them back in Katy decided her feet were too cold to function anymore. She just stood where she was and would pick up a different foot every few seconds. No matter how much I would call her she just stood there. So I had to push her along in the yard to get her up to the house. But when we got inside she just laid down right in front of the door because her feet were still apparently too cold to walk. So I actually had to warm her feet up with a towel! I couldn't believe it. She likes it enough to bury her face in but apparently it's not OK for her little feet to be cold. I don't understand her some days.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Support our troops


Ok I just made a card for some soldier I don't know over seas amd it made my day. It was a very humbling experience because I realize that while I will be at home with my family this Christmas some people won't. I guess it showed me what I really do have to be grateful for. Check it out.http://www.letssaythanks.com/Home1280.html

Thursday, December 9, 2010

The Lion and the Me


Though I may seem small like a a flower petal,
I assure you my fragrance is strong.
I can hold my own ground.
And I know just where I belong.

You may be a lion
But you're the one with the thorn in your shoe.
And with out people like me,
without the mouse the lion doesn't know what to do.

So call me small call me weak.
But who really needs who?
I can fix my own problems
You're the one who doesn't know what to do.

So be a lion and roar,
but the one thing you should always know,
is to remember me the mouse
who pulled that thorn out of your toe.