AUTUMN LEAVES

Autumn leaves crunch noisily
underneath your feet.
See the clouds in the sky
like cotton candy sweets.

The air is cool upon your face
and the breeze blows your hair.
We think the seasons commonplace
Yet each day is so fair.
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Teddy Bears

Teddy Bears are always there
when you need a friend.
Teddy Bears are good for hugs
when your heart must mend.
Teddy Bears never question.
They accept you and they listen
to your troubles and successes;
to your dreams and your ambitions.
Teddy Bears - I do believe
are a special gift.
Teddy Bears, what e'er your age
can give your mood a lift.
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Jessie Horse

Laura riding Jessie Horse
worked on that gymkhana course.
They went at their steady pace
and they earned a second place.
Worked together as a team
and fulfilled part of a dream.

To be friends forever was their quest,
and we would have never guessed -
Now Jessie runs up in the sky
beyond the flowing clouds on high.
There was love and a bond
That goes on far beyond
our meagre view.
Jessie Horse we're missing you.
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We Get Hurt

The more we expect, the less we seem to get.
So we must not get caught in that net.
People may hurt us, we feel rebuffed -
They don't know we need a word of love.
Perhaps they're rushed and don't realize
how it feels from our side
We just forgive them and go on, too.
Father forgive them they don't know what they do.
We go ahead and give them love
and that's a blessing from above.
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MEMORIES

Memories are wonderful. We can take them anywhere and they weigh nothing to carry with us.

David

I am married to a sensitive, intelligent, loving husband who is a fantastic Dad and a great role model for our grandchildren. He is also my best friend.

He even turned my doctor visit on Friday into a great day by taking me to dinner on the way home. We had a wonderful drive through part of western Sonoma county on Saturday and a very pleasant quiet day at home today.

We get most of our best talking done on our drives and enjoy them very much.

June 15, 2010 a full day

This has been a real roller coaster. Low, higher and sideways! I was thinking tonight - on this day people have been born and died, heard good news and bad, celebrated and mourned and then I realized -- this stuff happens every day to somebody. It just seems it all hit our family from every direction today. But we... survived with God's help. That is what life is................. I love you all. ♥

June 8, 2010 1045 p.m.

Poems about my son, my parents..... Always missed.

TIM

How long has it been
and the pain is still here
and it seems no one cares.
How long has it been
since he died that day
and went away.
How long has it been.
The pain is still fresh
and your heart has been thrashed.
How long has it been.
I seem so often in so many places.
It's not really him I know - I know
it's stranger's faces.
My heart is still looking,
I miss him so.
How long has it been.
How deeply I know.
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MY DAD

He was myt Dad, he was the best.
Head and shoulders above the rest.
He was my Dad, so full of love
for all people and God above.
He was my Dad, I miss him so.
He's with my Tim, why did they go?
He was my Dad. He was so fun.
We "goofed around" more times than one.
We'd water fight or dance the twist.
I need his hug and "triple kiss".
He was my Dad.
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MY MOM

Daughter, Sister, Wife, Mom,
Gramma, Great-Gramma.
She was all of these and more.
She was our friend
and gave us love galore.

Little ones kiss her picture
and it makes us cry.
They tell us it's okay,
they love her so that's why.

She is with Daddy now
Safely in God's care.
We miss them here on earth,
but know they're happy there.
We love you Mom, we miss you.
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June 8, 2010

There will be a lot of comments beginning with "I".

I have taken a leap outside my comfort zone with this blog. I was raised in the midwest United States in a middle class family. I was encouraged to pursue my hobby of drawing but really not expected to have a career in art or really a career at all. It was a time when you took a job or got married. I could not afford college and did not know about scholarships (naive country bumpkin that I was).

At various times over the years I did draw and paint. I took up poetry writing as an outlet after our eldest son died. I wrote for awhile and gave it up when my husband was not even interested in reading any of my work. I was still at the point where I needed validation and encouragement.

I am going to post some of my primitive poetry on this blog and if people like it or not it is okay with me.

This is a big leap for me outside the box so to speak. It may take me awhile to get rolling but I do need the outlet.

I tried to encourage my children to go to college and pursue larger vistas. I guess I failed in that and wish they had more.....

At this time in my life I am physically unable to do a lot of things and get to feeling discouraged - a lot - when my "can't do" list grows.

Right now I have to stop as my neck pain is bad. Will have to figure a time and place to be able to comfortably write.

This is under construction at this time......