They said They did not know

She laid upon the bed as if in slumber with the empty pill bottle in one hand. She left no note telling why and it was more than they could stand.

Friends and family stood pondering on past events trying to figure out what brought them to this day. They whispered that if they only knew, maybe they could have helped in some way.

Each person had a special memory and each had a story to tell, but no one had an answer to why they were going through this hell.

They talked of how she seemed to have everything under control and how she seemed so strong. They could not fathom what could have happen to make things go so wrong.

not one person realized as they lowered her into the ground, that many times she cried for help, but they refused to hear a sound.

Not one person realized as they covered her with dirt, that she could not always be strong, and at times she really did hurt.

On the Beach

So many memories were made on the Florida sands, and so many promises were made with more than a shake of hands.

So many secrets were shared, and so many thoughts were declared.

So many sunrises and sunsets were adored, and so many seashells were explored.

So many top forties songs were listened to, and so many seagulls overhead flew.

So many new friends were made, and so many miles of ocean we would wade.

So many sunburns we endured, and so many boardwalk shops were toured.

So many lazy hours as we tanned, and so many precious footprints we left in the sand.

What will be Missed

Your hands, wiped away many tears, guided us in the right direction, and disciplined with a clad iron fist.

Your hands will be missed.

Your eyes, shined on us with pride, cried for us when we hurt and filled with disappointment for our wrongs you could not dismiss.

Your eyes will be missed.

Your lips, told us you loved us every chance they got, taught us our prayers, and fixed our boo-boos with a kiss.

Your lips will be missed.

Your arms, rocked us to sleep, gave us the biggest hugs, and held us tight to protect us from the things that did not exist.

Your arms will be missed.

Your heart, went out to anyone in need, you kept if full of love and faith, and you would offer it freely, this you would insist.

Your heart will be missed.

Your strength, would allow you to carry a lot of burden, and the burden of others, that would let you assist.

Your strength will be missed.

Ending Love

There's a storm brewing tonight in this room, the air is filled with tension and gloom. Which one will be left standing alone, and which will say good bye and be gone? Too many harsh words have been spoken, and too many hearts have been broken. No one will say, "I'm sorry," for it is too late. The once precious love has turned to resentment and hate. So many tears have brought us to this place, and another tear would just be a waste. The time has come to end this act, and face the cold hard fact. We have grown further and further apart, to say our good byes would be smart. We will hold on to what once was and be proud, we did our best to keep what we vowed.

Being a Mother

Your child, there is no words that can fully express the feelings they have you endure.Their love is so unconditional, to them your faults are obscure. With them every feeling in the world is intensified a thousand times. Not to welcome and cherish these feelings is one of life's worse crimes. Every happy memory you remember in your golden years will involve them, and every nightmare that awakes you in a cold sweat, they will be at the stem. Out of life's wishes, you will only wish two: that all their pain is placed upon you ,and that they do not pass before you. You know your major goal in life is to protect them, and anyone that poses a threat, to hell you will condemn. To any woman that does not understand, and their mind won't comprehend, I pray someday it becomes clear, and with your dying breath your child you will defend.

To be so far away, yet be so close. To say nothing, but tell you everything. To let a tear fall, and you feel my pain. To my sisters, to my brother,  to my blood.

Never forget your age, each year is your reward for conquering what life has thrown your way.  Everyday you live is your chance to become better than you was the day before.

A Random Thought

When you ask him for something that will change your life, Don’t expect it to be answered without strife .Sometimes he answers with a strike of lighting, and a sound of thunder. And the change in your life becomes a blessed wonder !

The burden weighs on me so heavy, I can not breathe. If not lifted, upon my door they may hang a wreath.  This is not the end, that I do believe. I will fight until once again, I stand relieved.

My thoughts can be heavy and  often tangle in a wirlwind. So many thoughts, where do I send?
Do I keep them enclosed, with a hand covering my mouth, to never tell the world what I am thinking about?
Do I keep them hid and maybe forever be lost, that is just to high of a cost.
I will set them free, and let them roam here, to give whomever a chance to endear.