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When I was very young
A child still
my mother taught me
many things
that stayed with me
she taught me that
I would love so
deep
a love that would nearly hurt
your soul
she taught me not to cheat,
but always trust the man
you are with
She also taught me
how to give my love,
and this lesson
still remains
She said I had to learn
how to trust so our love
would always remain.
I remember one lesson
that never went away
and that is time would
heal all pain.
She said to me,
give it time and you will
find someone new
and he will treat you like you
need to be treated and he will
be true to you.
Little Boy Lost,
I wonder if anyone will find you
Little Boy Lost
I wonder if anyone will want you
just the way you are,
You need to change so
very much and people will not
accept you the way you are
You want everything you own
way and this you can not have
you run away from relationships
and break people's hearts.
The only way you will be found
is find you really change
and admit to everyone
that you will not ever play
this game again.
Little Boy Lost,
It is time that you grow up
because if you do not
you have real loss a lot.
Lonely days and lonely nights, days and nights without you in them. My world is empty and incomplete I don't think I will ever be complete.  You walked out  on me without saying a word and you broke my heart  in two pieces and shook up my world. I gave you all I had to give but you were taker and not a giver. I needed an incurable romantic like me some one to share my private world with me.  I did not want high school *** with you oh no no slam, blam, thank you ma'am. I wanted a romantic make love and cuddling but all you thought was about yourself. It was in and out that was it. How more selfish can a man get.  You did not try to share my world with me  I don't understand why you even stuck with me.  You take off and never say a word like Patrick and Bobby said you were a coward to do so.
You call yourself a Christian but that is far from the truth. You cheated on me behind my back, womanized, and were a player and worse a **** Peter Pan.  My days are lonely and nights are too but one day I know I will find the right man again to share my private incurable romantic world with me too.
Looking for a home, nothing special but something I can call my own. Where I can write and be alone unless I invite my friends over and have a good time with them. Well I can have a pet cat once again, after he made me lose everything two and half years ago and never did anything to help to get back on his. All I want is my life and concentrate on my health. I am doing that once step at a time with the help of my therapist and psychiatrist and those friends who have not deserted me just  because I am mentally ill. I hated being homeless but he seems to think it is a joke going from one church to another from November 1 to March 31 of 2015  at the Room in  Inn and living off  $189.00 of food stamps. Maybe I will get lucky and I will get my own place by June because the weather cold and at least I am safe and off the streets now.
I am tired of being homeless I just want a small place of my own.
Looking for my soul-mate
oh where could he be,
I don't want another man that will cheat on me,
I don't want another who just thinks about ***,
I want my soul-mate to love for what I am.
I am far from perfect and I know I have many flaws
But I have a heart of gold and some call me an angel sent from down above,
I don' want a man who will use me for my money, I want a man who is incurable romantic. He loves romantic movies, and wants to travel back in time.  I want to feel that romantic love one last time.
I want a man with no attachments to him at all, I just want him and me and that is simply all.
I want my soul-mate to share my faith, and understand when I am out and down. He will understand my pain and I will be there for him not forsake him.
Looking for my soul-mate I doubt I will ever find my soul-mate.
Lord, Help me To Forgive
those people
who have done me
wrong,
although
they are no longer
alive
Lord, help me learn to
love,
and put a song back
into my heart
where I can live
and to forgive
those who have
done me wrong
Lord, I come to
you on bended
knee,
and help me to forgive
those who have
trespassed
against me
Oh Lord,
help me
to forgive those please
Love is a two way street.

how can you say you love

someone that does not love

you true,

he would cheat behind

your back and break heart

in two.



he is blatantly dishonest

when it comes to loving

you,

you are setting yourself

up for a fall, because he no

longer loves you.



How can you say that you love someone

when he is not there for you,

but all the time you have been there he

and continues to taunt you too.



he talks about his new lover,

and does not care what he does,

I mean my friend do you really

want to hear that, or do you

want to start anew.



You can't love someone else

because he does not love you

true, mostly like he never did

and that is one of the reasons

he cheated on you.
This poem was given to me to place here by a friend of mine.
Love Me For What I Am Lyrics
from Horizon

We fell in love
On the first night that we met
Together we've been happy
I have very few regrets

The ordinary problems
Have not been hard to face
But lately little changes
Have been slowly taking place

You're always finding
Something is wrong in what I do
But you can't rearrange my life
Because it pleases you

You've got to love me for what I am
For simply being me
Don't love me for what you intend
Or hope that I will be

And if you're only using me
To feed your fantasy
You're really not in love
So let me go, I must be free

If what you want
Isn't natural for me
I won't pretend to keep you
What I am, I have to be

The picture of perfection
Is only on your mind
For all your expectations
Love can never be designed

We either take each other
For everything we are
Or leave the life we've made behind
And make another start

You've got to love me for what I am
For simply being me
Don't love me for what you intend
Or hope that I will be

And if you're only using me
To feed your fantasy
You're really not in love
So let me go, I must be free

And if you're only using me
To feed your fantasy
You're really not in love
So let me go, I must be free

You're really not in love
So let me go, I must be fre
This is one of my favorite Carpenter Songs. Karen Carpenter had anorexic nervous and bulimia and died of a cardiac arrest due to over dieting.
Man of my dreams where may you be? Are you an incurable romantic like me. Do you want to come and share my private world with me and live in the turn of the 20th century with me. Where we can take walks on warm summer nights and swing  on the swings in a city park, and in the winter cuddle   in front of the TV and watch an old fashion romantic show together. Where *** is not spoken until you ask me to marry you, and our marriage night with be magical. I have only found three such men now and never again they are with my Lord now. Until which time I can find my incurable romantic I am happy to remain as I am.
Memories of A Twelve Year Old
Girl
Looking down in her favorite
brother's casket,
and not seeing him alive anymore,
Memories of A Twelve year old girl
crying
that she kissed her favorite brother
one last time before they laid him
to rest in the cemetery
Memories of a twelve year old girl
dressed in red and black dress
and this was not the first time
she had gone to a funeral before
Memories of a twelve year old
sister who would miss her
favorite brother forever more.
Missing is you is all I do. You were always there for me when I need someone you see. I could tell you what was on my mind and you would hold me in arms and let me cry.  You told me I would be all right, but I shook my head and sighed.  We are together for so many years since 1979.
We were supposed to be married and yet we decided it wasn't meant to be and we remained closed friends rather enemies.  I was your family and you were mine and it broke my heart the day you died. Today is the anniversary of your death and you left me alone but you entrusted me with Frank and he was the next one to died on me. Missing both of you - you see has broken my heart and spirit you see.  I cry and no one sees my tears that I want to join both of you now in heaven.
What have done to deserve this long life and I had away I would end it today.
My life has to come to end one day and then we will be together forever and day.  I love you both John and Frank.
Monday are here once,
What do they bring with them,
Just a new week with nothing
to add,
Just a new week that may be sad,
Mondays may bring tears with them,
No wonder why I dread Mondays
so bad,
Mondays make me feel sad and
Monday made me break down
in tears and I look forward to
when Tuesday gets here.
I  am moving on without any closure from this relationship,
You will not admit you did any wrong but eventully you like the others you will want to see me again. I am moving on because I can' t take the pain that you made me suffer all this year.
The tears, the emotions,  and nervous breaksdowns and you had no regrets at all.
You haven' an ouch of humlity but you want into your church of Christ like you did no wrong. I am moving with a broken heart and I hope in time my heart will heal and tha I will be able to trust another man.  You were selfish, thoughtfuless, and uncaring too. I promise you I will suvive this too. Don't come looking for me in three years because I will turn you away. You will have wished that you bridged the gap between us before you decided to walk away.
My music is me and it tells a lot about me. Every song has a meaning  to me about my life and some phase of it. Every song tells about me and what I have gone through since I turned 18 years old.  Music and writing going together like bread and butter. You need the rhyme to make it right.    The songs I post reflect my pain, my sorrow, my loss, and the love of my life. My depression, my struggles, and eventually my victory. I like all kinds of music  from Bach to the Beatles to 1980's music including roaring 20's and especially the 70's the reflects my incurable romanticism in me.
Music and writing goes hand in hand and like music  poetry and music also goes hand in hand to me.
The last song sung by the Late Whitney Huston I  posted is for my dear late Frank. The song The Girl I Mean To Be is me.
My Beloved Cat, Daisy Mae,
was once my best friend,
and then one day
The Lord called her
home to a place
called
A  Pet's Paradise
for her to go.

She died within my arms,
my eyes did flow with tears,
I felt my heart break into a thousand
pieces, because she was so dear

She was my best friend for fifteen years,
I had her since she was a kitten, and
I was watched her grow up to be
a cat, and I loved her all these years
until the day she died and left me
heart broken.

Daisy was like family,
She was always near and dear,
and when her live came to an end
my heart broke apart.

Daisy is now at Rainbow bridge for animals,
happy and a new, but for me I am still
broken and my heart is broken still.

I know one day we will be together again,
oh what a happy day for me,
I Love you dear Daisy, and I Long to see you
once again.

Your crying owner,
Lucie
My favorite season is
Lady Spring,
She brings with her a
happy song and
everyone listens to her
sing her song.
She is an array of bright colors
of her season, pink, yellow, and blue,
and she makes the grass grow into
a perfect spring green too.
She makes the flowers blooms and sing out
in song,
that Lady Spring is always singing her song.
Lady Spring will not be long for long,
as her sister, Lady Summer follows her
three months later with much warmer weather.
My girl friends are my real sisters
never have they stood against me
but rather stood with me
Whereas my flesh and blood
sister turned against me with
the state and she broke my
heart and did not believe in
my ability.
My girl friends are my sisters
never have they forsaken me
as my flesh and blood sister
did to me
never would I turn against her
like she turned against me
so long ago and
broke my heart and did not
care if she did so.

In dedication to my best friends,
Debbie Lange
My late Girl Friend, Jennifer  Griffin
and Robin Schantz.
Teresa Michael
My music i s me,
I am my music,
It reflects the kind of person I am
in music and in song,
I love The Carpenters, as well as Franz Liszt,
I love Gordon Lightfoot as well as Fredrick Chopin,
I love to sing and I love to dance,
It tells you who I really am.

My music is me,
I am my music,
It reflects the kind of person
I am music and song,

It will tell you if I am depressed,
If I am in love,
It will tell you if I am lonely,
or If I am moody,
I am my music and my music
is me and tells you all about me
Dear Lord,
I beg thee to listen to me,
I bow down on bended knee,
and
I put my supplication to thee,
Oh Lord, I know I am falling apart,
All I want Lord is to happy again,
and smile once again,
I want you to forgive me,
for I know I grievously sinned against thee,
Help me to serve thee the way you
want me to serve thee, so I can be more
perfect like thee.
Oh Lord, I am falling apart,
Now pick me up and mold me,
Lead me back to where I can hear you
sacred word and take your body and blood
that will nourish me.
I know I am weak in the flesh and in the heart,
but I ask for thee forgiveness right from the start.
My soul does scream to be loved for me,
for someone who does not want to change me,
My soul does scream just love me for me,
I am who I am and I am happy as I can be,
I can love you for you for and never asked you
to change, but you asked me to change to much
can't you see.
You thought *** was the most important thing, and
not getting back on your feet. You thought being homeless
was a wonderful thing and living off the system was the easier thing.
My soul screamed out get a job and get us a home, but all you did
was go to the library and get on your Facebook and ****** dating sites.
You cheated on me behind my back and you broke my heart and almost left me to die. My soul does scream I want to be free and all I need now is my own place, two cats, my lap top, internet, and my poetry.
I chose to follow Jesus- He is my Savior and my Lord but not my religion.
Religion is man made and confining and there is no freedom there in . Religion means you are looking for Christ and Spirituality mean you have found Christ and never lost him at all. The only requirements Christ places on you is that you follow him and love your neighbor as yourself.
My faith is grounded in Jesus Christ and The Catholic Faith which is the most united church that I have ever joined. I need a set of rules to live by and based my life upon and I have found these rules within the One true Catholic Church. It is just not enough to go to church on Sunday and Wednesday night, and then do your own thing for the rest of the week.
Catholic Church has Mass every day and not just twice a week. Sunday and Wednesday nights, and they are faithful to their members unlike so many  Protestant Denominations are today.
Yes, I chose to follow Jesus - He is my Savior but not my Religion.
NaNoWriMo Is Almost here,
People will get ready to write their
novel in thirty days and
it has to be written in 50,000
words to enter your novel.

People rush to enter the contest,
with the chance
of winning a prize,
People rush to enter the contest
just to be recognized

People will be writing about
all kinds of genres,  
and when it is over
People will be filled of good cheer

NaNoWri Month is almost here,
so everyone get to their computers
and start thinking about what
they will be writing about
so they can be recognized
this year.
It's back again one more time
National Novel Writing Month
for everyone to want to enter it
and write a novel of 70.000
words.
The starting date is November 1
and the
ending date is November 30,
2011,
This contest is meant to be a lot of fun
and see who will win be the victor
at the competition.
Come one,
Come all,
and
strut your stuff
and
show that you can too
can write a novel.
National Novel Writing Month,
one, two, three, go,
everyone who is going to write a novel
is watching the clock so they can write,
and keep up with how many words they can write,
Some novelists have already started,
It is Tuesday, November 1, already over there.
They are in front of their computers,
typing out their novels  there.
Others are waiting and counting it down,
Looking anxiously to start,
This is the biggest competition for
the novelist to enter and start.
One, Two, Three,
Novelists are waiting to start
to write their best novels and
hope to to finish it as well.
The Sun has gone down,
The sky have gone dark,
The moon has come out,
The night time has come,
Oh let sweet slumber,
fall down on me,
and
I pray that I can go to
sleep.
Tomorrow is a brand
new day, and with
it come with a sunny
day.
Come Night time,
give me peace,
I long to find it
in my sleep.
Night time has come,
Day time has ended,
Saturday night has come,
Sunday is about to begin
a new day and a new week
for everyone

Night time brings with it
the sweet relief of peace sleep
and
with it comes with a night full
of dreams,

Night time has come,
with bright stars in the skies,
where everyone can look up into
it
and make a wish and wonder why
everything happened why?

Yes, night has fallen, a wonderful
time to just reflect on the reason why?
No more happy holidays since the day you died,
No more happy holidays all I do is cry
When I think of those 12 years we spent together
I wish I could go back in time
Bring you back to me and be happy again once again
because you were the best I ever had and my heart broke
in two when I took you off the life support it was to say good bye.
I stood by and watched you leave and my heart broke into I know you knew I loved you and I always will and still do.
I miss you Frank.
In Loving Memory of A Good Man, Frank A Kratochvil.
A rare gem
Oh Lord I get down on bended knee
I prostate myself to thee
I ask that you help me
find my way back to thee

I have gone astray
It is not intentional Lord
It is just that I am lonely

I hear you tell me
My dear Child
Come back to me
On Bended knee
and I will never
leave nor desert thee

You are very precious to me

A poem of reconciliation
You left me let me come to you now,
Oh Lord, I can't take the pain anymore,
I miss my dear love, let me come home
now,
My heart is broken, my spirit is too,
I have no will to live, let me come to you.
I want to be with those that love me,
and I love too,
Oh Lord, I beg you let me come to you.
There is no song that I can sing,
that will make me happy or merry
you see,
I am all by myself, with all the men
I have loved, and you dear Lord
have taken them all.
I remember their last words to me,
as it was yesterday,
I love you and I will never forget you
at all in any way.
One day we will be back together,
but I don't know when,
Just hold that thought until we are back
together again.
Oh Lord, hear my cries and my pleas,
please Lord stop my heart so I can come to thee.
Once Upon A Time,
When I was very young,
I fell in love with the wrong young man
who I thought was very much a charm.
He promised to love me for the rest of his life,
we were married and we became husband and wife,

When I became sick he turned his back on me,
He had another side of him, he did in fact show to me,
He could not accept the way I am and tried to change
me into someone I could not be,

That fairy tale marriage ended up in tragedy.
He became violent and abuses towards me,
The only thing left to me was for me to leave him
and once again become who I am and to become me.

He gave me one thing that I will forget and that is
our son who lived a short life on this earth and died at
three months old, and with his death it left in my heart a
very deep hole.

There are no prince charming's out there,  no white horses either
I hate to say, just men who don't know how to treat women in
a respectable way.

Until this very day I regret in marrying him,
he and I can not even be friends.
One more lonely Christime time becuse you are not by side,
I sit here on Chritmas Eve bu let no see me cry
My heart is broke, my spirit gone, How can Christmas be so glad
when I don't have you anymore.
Just another Christmas time I wish we were together
you are spending with the angels and I spending i alone
because I have not been called home. I hope it is soon because I want to be with your celestial  heaven.
I can not keep from crying,
I really don't know why,
however, as I approach the
anniversary of your death,
all I want to do is die.
It hurt me so much beyond compare,
to watch you leave this life,
I would have gladly traded my life
for yours and I would have gladly died.
It has been four years now since you
left me,
The pain is hard to take,
oh please oh please
all I can ask of you,
is that you will gladly wait for me
so we can be together once again.
It has been four years now
since I had to let you go,
You have no idea on
how it hurts me so,
The pain never leaves,
the tears never stop to flow,
Both Nancy and I really miss
you so.
I sit here at my computer,
I think of you this day,
The tears flow down my eyes,
since you have gone away.
My heart goes on beating,
but I pray it will stop,
so I can be with you,
and the pain will
eventually stop.
We miss you Frank.
I  remember our first Valentine's Day together
You gave me a box of Chocolates and some pink and red carnations
because you could not afford roses, but it did not matter to me
We exchanged Valentine's Day card, and it was the same that I gave
to you and you gave to me.
It was romantic but serious
I told of brand new love we would share
and then all of a sudden after of 1'2 years
you are no long here.
The last three years have been ******* me
since you have died and gone away
I don't know how I make from day to day
I remember all the little things you use to do for me
and now that I don't have you
All I can do is ask and pray
That soon we will be together
in all eternity.

In Loving Memory of
Frank A. Kratochvil
September 8, 1948 to January 28, 2008
Gone but never forgotten and always loved forever
I remember our last holidays we spent together,
I never will forget them,
How happy they were, and then
all of a sudden you were gone and
taken from me all of a sudden
by death.

The decision was left up to me,
to take you off the life support machine,
I watched you leave this life,
and
leave me by myself to cry.

Now my eyes are never dry,
and all I can do is pray that
the Lord let's me die
so I can be with you again
forever.

Holidays are not happy for me now,
because you are not with me ever
again.
I have met so many men that are Peter Pans, they simply refuse to grow up. They live off women and cheat behind their backs. These women are faithful but the men are not it seems so. They think it is alright to live off women and never to work again.

These men are Peter Pans because they are Mama's boys. They live at home at the age of  47 and never try to live on their own.
Peter Pans please grow up are one day you will experience homeless like me. It is not a pleasant experience I can assure you I promise you that.
Platonic Love
"
A Poem about the purest form of love
"
What Do I Seek,
I seek the purest form of love,
A love that is not formed
out of lust
I seek the purest form of
love
a love that is formed
out of platonic love
A love that is so pure
and chaste,
A love that will not make
you wish you did no wrong,
Where has everyone gone
wrong,
Lust has nothing to do with Love,
The Purest love is platonic love
it is accompanied with a song,
*** is accompanied with love and marriage,
then only is it true and strong,
It will not make you feel as you did
something wrong.

I would rather have the purest form of love
and that is platonic love.
Platonic Love is the purest form of love. One free from any ****** or physical involvement.
Platonic love is what I seek,
Platonic love is just what I need,
free from the sensual
and
free from the physical
touches of a man,
All I need is the platonic love
that a man can give me.

Platonic love goes ever so deep,
It goes beyond what the sensual
can't give to anyone.

You are more connected to the one you love
because platonic love is the perfect love

No need for the physical, no need
for the lust,  the platonic love is
perfect for everyone.

*** is over-rated, it causes so many problems,
but if you go farther into the platonic love
it rids you of all of those problems.

It rids you of the love of material things,
Platonic love is so simple and gives you
every thing.

Oh give me platonic love,
that is deep and so true,
Platonic love will never
leave you.
Please don't spoil me,
I know that you love me,
Please don't spoil me,
I know that you want
to help me
Please don't spoil me,
I know that you care
about me,
but
please don't spoil me
I beg you just let be
me
Please don't spoil me,
It doesn't impress me,
but
what does impress
me
is that you be yourself
around me
and not something
that you can' t be
I love you for you
that is all that matters
to me.
Please forgive me,
If I hurt you,
I did not mean to hurt you so,
Please forgive me for
betraying you, I did not mean to do so,
Please forgive me for my lack of unfaithfulness,
I never meant to hurt you so,
Please forgive me for taking you
off life support,
I hurt me more than you will ever know,
It was the hardest thing I had to do,
when I had to let you go.
I love you Frank.
There is a song by this name Please lock me away by Peter and Gordon. .  It tells about people that can't live in the world without love or being for for who and what they are. I feel the same way. People love with conditions on I will love you  because you have "money" because you are " beautiful" if you do this for me an that me. They simply can't love you for you and accept you for you  and all your imperfections. Money can be gone in a New York minute, beauty is diminishes in time, but what counts is what is in the person's heart and soul.  A loving touch, I will stick with you thick or thin, for better or for worse and sickness and in health, . You will not run away from that person because they
are sick and because they will not give you *** due to bad health. *** is a secondary need it is not a primary need. So many people don' t understand that.  Making love is not the same thing as high school ***.  If a man needs to take ****** then that is telling the man something his *** life is over and it is time for him to stop being an ***** monger, womanizer, cheater, and player. Please lock me I can't live in a world without true love.

PETER AND GORDON
"A World Without Love"
Play Music
Please lock me away
And don't allow the day
Here inside, where I hide with my loneliness
I don't care what they say, I won't stay
In a world without love
Birds sing out of tune
And rain clouds hide the moon
I'm OK, here I stay with my loneliness
I don't care what they say, I won't stay
In a world without love
So I wait, and in a while
I will see my true love smile
She may come, I know not when
When she does, I'll lose
So baby until then
Lock me away
And don't allow the day
Here inside, where I hide with my loneliness
I don't care what they say, I won't stay
In a world without love
(Please lock me away)
(And don't allow the day)
(Here inside, where I hide with my loneliness)
I don't care what they say, I won't stay
In a world without love
So I wait, and in a while
I will see my true love smile
She may come, I know not when
When she does, I'll lose
So baby until then
Lock me away
And don't allow the day
Here inside, where I hide with my loneliness
I don't care what they say, I won't stay
In a world without love
I don't care what they say, I won't stay
In a world without love
Please slow down for me,
I think we are going to fast,
I love you with all my heart,
with all my soul,
but please slow down
for me as I am going
no where
I promise you this.
Please slow down for me,
I feel you are jumping out of
the frying pan and into
the fire
please take a couple of steps
back for me.
I love you and I know you
love me, so if you do
please slow down for me.
Please don't take this
the wrong way
from me.
I love you as you love me.
I  dedicate this poem to
my love: Michael
Please tell me Lord what should I do?
Should I come back to you?
I know that I am a terrible sinner,
and
that you love me no matter what
I have done.

I never meant to go a stray,
but somehow it ended up that way,
and
Now I knew your strength and
guidance and
tell me what to do
should I please come back to you.

I come to you on bended knee,
I admit I am a sinner to thee,
I repent to you of all my sins,
and once again I will a children
of yours.

I ask that you lead me once again, and
accepted me back once again.
Please Wait
for Me,
I need you to wait
for me,
If you love
like you said,
you will
wait for me.
Please know that
I love you with
all my heart and soul
there is no need
to hurry things
between us
and it
will mean
so much more
if we don't hurry things
along.
Please wait,
Please be patience,
Please wait for me.
Remembering Us,
that is the way I want it to be,
I want to remember just you and me,
happy together,
blessed to be,
All I want is to remember you and me

I want to remember the past
the way it use to be,
We were together,
Just you and me,

I remember the past the way
it use to be
there was just you and me,
and no others to tears up apart,
but it happened anyway,
it broke both of our hearts.

I want to remember the last words
you whispered to me,
how can I forget me
you told me you loved me.

Now there is just me, and you have gone away,
to a new heaven and earth, where no
pain and suffering is,
You left me alone to cry and pray that
my end would come soon
so I could be with you again.

I want to remember the way it once was
so long ago,
when it was just the two of us in
love
I long to be with you again do you know.
Saturdays are like any day,
they end the week,
so people can stay home,
and do their house hold
work.
Some of them going shopping,
Some of them watch t.v.
Some of them sleep late because
it is Saturday and the beginning of
the weekend.

Saturday is followed by Sunday,
The beginning of a brand new week
and many people will go to church
and worship God as it must be.

Some of them will stay at home,
sit down and watch their T.V.'s
to watch their favorite NFL foot ball teams
or World Series Game.
Either waiting for victory or defeat.
Saturdays start the end of the week,
Everyone is free to do as he pleases,
Some people will stay in bed,
Some people will become lazy heads,
Some people will become couch potatoes,
Other will go out and walk along Lake Michigan,
and
some will stay in to sit by their fire places,
Saturdays ends the work week,
and
Everyone is pleased and relieved,
They can take it easy and do as they please
This is what Saturday is meant to be.
Season of change - that is what autumn and winter bring. No more flowers in bloom, only the leaves turning into autumn hues of golden yellows, reds, and greens. The next season we see is winter with is snow upon the ground and children building snow men and throwing snows ***** around. Thanksgiving is the first holiday giving thanks to the Lord for what he gave us for that year and after Thanksgiving comes Christmas the birth and Nativity of our dear Lord. Some people do not celebrate The Nativity of our Lord they say it is not biblical but that is their excuse.  Christmas is not about receiving of gifts but helping those in need, and remembering how Jesus helped all those in need. Season of change autumn and winter, but spring will come again and flowers will be back in bloom and summer will follow again.
Summer time has come,
Summer has gone,
The shades of autumn
bring with it
the perfect hues
of red, yellow, and golden brown,
Indian Summers does autumn bring,
and with Autumn does she bring
in song of autumn leaves that fall
off the trees.
Warm Summer days and cool autumn nights,
they are perfect to sleep through autumn nights.
Cool autumn days are not quite here,
but soon everyone will be ready for what she tells you to wear
what autumn bring with her.
Autumn is not to cold nor she is to hot,
she is just perfect is she not.
Autumn is around for three months a year,
than her dear sister Winter is here.
Snow as white as it can be,
Snow as pure as it can be,
Snow falling down from the sky,
Reminds me of tears coming from your eyes,
The pain I caused you,
You have no more,
However, I will live with it,
forever more.
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