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Was it so long ago,
it was just you and me,
Was it so long, now it is just me,
Every Sunday we would walk to Mass,
We would go out to eat lunch after wards,
Was it so long ago it just you and me,
Yes, it was so long ago, it was just you and me,
Now when I think about it is just me.

You left me three years ago and died,
My life I can't repair,
You left me three years ago and my
life is in despair,
I think of no one else but when it was
just you and me, but I can't have that
any more because you are not with me.
The weekends are here,
The time of  good cheer,
Everyone will be headed
out to the pubs
to have an ice cold beer,

Some will stay home,
to watch the world series
game, and wonder
who will be the victor
no one will know until the end of the game.

Sunday brings with it,
a day to worship God,
and everyone will go
to Church and listen
to his word,
but when the weekend
is over and Monday
comes again,
a new work week it will
bring with it
for me and for you.
I have to look back and
ask myself what did he do to you
to make you turn your back on him?
I could have cared less what you did
to me,
but whatever did he do to you to make
you stab him in the back,
He was never rude to you, he was always
kind, but what did you to do him,
you hurt him from behind.

He was always polite to you,
you must have forgot it so ,
because if you did you
would have never done it so,
you would have never hurt him so.

You could have hurt me, I could have cared less,
I knew you to be a true *****,
but when you hurt my one true love,
I became a bigger *****.

One day I will pay you back for
hurting him like you did,
but for now I have not forgotten
what you did and I never will.

In Loving Memory of
my second late beloved husband,
Roy L. Mock,
Born December 13, 1953 to November 25, 1008,
You are my angel watching down from heaven.
What is wrong with our youth today?
I don't know what and I don't dare say?
They are so rude and ignorant to
their elders,
they forget their manners and
do just what they want it
it because of CPS
I think it is
Our youth have no respect
for anything and no wonder why
our society is going towards a downward
swing.
I remember when I was wrong,
I would never talk like that to my
late mom or dad,
I would not stop hearing about it
for a long time.
This generation now before us,
has no respect for anything
especially for the elderly.
CPS is child protection services.
What lust can't do
Love can do,
Love can make you feel
good,
whereas lust is temporary and
makes you feel bad about
something that you did do,
Love casts all fear away,
Lust doesn't cast all fear away,
it can cause fear as
if someone is just using you
for ****** pleasure to please
themselves.
I would rather have love than lust
any day.
What more do I have to do Lord,
Please tell me what I must do
so I may be release from
this life and come to you.

My life is full of pain and sorrow,
I have gone through so many
tribulations and trials.

I need to know what more I need
to do so I am able to leave this
life and come to you.

This life I lead is full of crying,
This life I have lived is full of dying,
I have lost everyone I have loved
and
I am the only one that is alone
when all I need to know is what
more I need to do so I am able
to come to you.

Release me Lord, so I may live in
peace and happiness,
as there is no peace and happiness
for me on earth

I look up into the skies,
and
tears begin to fall from my eyes.

Please tell me  Lord what I need to do
so I can be released from this life and come
to you.
What will this St. Valentine's Day Mean,
What will this St. Valentine's Bring me,
I hope it brings me happiness,
I hope it brings me new love,
I am looking back at the ones
we shared,
but do I dare to hope?

What will this St. Valentine's Day mean to me,
will it bring me Romance,
I don't mean senseless ***,
I am a true romantic at heart,
I want my heart to sing a song
about how we love and romance,

I don't care about the cards,
The boxes of chocolates too,
I just want someone who can
love me like you loved me
and I loved you.
When Christmas is over then what? All the presents will be opened,
It is all for show and tell,  we actually don't know Christ's Birh is the Bible does not tell. There is so much contradiction, and I know by tradition and what is written, and believe what I am told, but in truth we have no written history of  Christ's birth accept in the Bible itself.
Christmas has become so materialized, gift giving and spending, where is the spirituality of it, I think they have done away with it.
Lilttle children love Christmas because of the presents they will receive, but what about the abandon animals that cruel people leave to starve and longer love you see. What about the homless people who have nothing  do the one's that have something to give give them a holiday gift bag of things that they might need or offer then Christmas dinner No I do not believe.
No not one teaches what Christ really taught when he was alive on earth it is better to give than to receive and it is better to love your neighbor than youself it the greatest commandment ever given.
When Christmas is over everything returns to the same as before with people no better than the day before.
Why Celebrate Christmas if you can' t celebrate  by giving to someone in need other than  family and families. Reach out and show them that you care just Christ did so many years before
When we make love,

I want it to last forever,

I want to us both feel

like we are in heaven,



Our souls become

as one you see,

it just won't be you and

it just won't be me,



I just don't want the passion,

I want to feel love so divine,

This way I remember this feeling

time for the very first time.



I don't need roses, or anything

because all I will ever need

is you for my life-time you will see.



When we make love, I know

it will be sure bliss,

we will embrace ourselves and

continue to kiss



I want our hearts to sing in melody,

the first time, I want our bodies to

sing in song all the time.



I can not wait for the first time now,

but patiently I must until we see each other

right now.



This is for my war-hero.
White Bird Lyrics
from It's a Beautiful Day

"White Bird" is track #1 on the album It's a Beautiful Day. It was written by David La Flamme.
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White Bird
In a golden cage
On a winter's day
In the rain
White bird
In a golden cage
Alone

The leaves blow
Cross the long black road
To the darkened skies
In its rage
But the white bird
Just sits in her cage
Unknown.

White bird must fly
Or she will die

White bird
Dreams of the aspen tree
With their dying leaves
Turning gold
But the white bird
Just sits in her cage
Growing old.

White bird must fly
Or she will die
White bird must fly
Or she will die

The sunsets come
The sunsets go
The clouds Float by
And The Earth Turns slow
And the Young Birds Eyes
Do always Glow
And She must fly
She must fly
She must fly

White bird
In a golden cage
On a winter's day
In the rain
White bird
In a golden cage
Alone

White bird must fly
Or she will die
White bird must fly
Or she will die
White bird must fly
Or she will die
White bird must fly

SONGWRITERS
DAVID LA FLAMME
My music and poetry is another way I express myself in my creative writing.
Who can mend a broken heart. I don' think anyone can mend mine.
I have my heart broken time and time again,  I don't think any man can mend mine.
The trust is gone, my spirit is broke,  I  tried to love  but it was broken again, he took off and left me and I gave him the world and he left me  broken and crying. He would not talk, he would not compromse he got the money to leave from his church of Christ and I did everything for him.
My heart can never be mended it is broke for ever more.
Who can mend my broken heart  I doubt there is a man out there.
Why did you do what you did to me?
Why did you make me cry?
Why did you lead me on that way?
Please simply tell me why?
Why did you tell me you loved me,
when you did not mean a word
of it?
Please tell me why?
Please tell me why you broke my  heart
just simply tell me why?
We have gone our separate ways,
You have blocked me from
your facebook and storywrite accounts
and you wan to be my friend,
is that what friends do to one another
please tell me why?
Please tell me why you made me
cry and tell me why you broke my
heart
I need to know why?
Why do you write? Is it a creative thing or is it for therapy? Is it an outlet to vent or away to express how you feel, because no one around understand how you feel?  Do you feel like you are going insane and writing is away to keep you sane?  What do you write and what kind of poetry? I write just about everything. I like to post my favorite lyrics from my favorite songs. I like to post original poetry because it tells where my heart is right now. I use writing as a way as a creative thing and use it also  as therapy. I have since I was 13 years old in 1968 and now I am almost 60 and still writing creativity. Creative writing and poetry is a wonderful way to vent and a wonderful therapy.
CHAD & JEREMY – WILLOW WEEP FOR ME LYRICS

Willow weep for me
Willow weep for me
Bend your branches green
Along the stream that runs to sea

Listen to my plea
Listen willow and weep for me

Gone my lover's dream
Lovely summer's dream
Gone and left me here
To weep my tears into the stream

Sad as I can be
Hear me willow and weep for me

Whisper to the wind
And say that love has sinned
Leave my heart a-breaking
And making a moan
Murmur to the night
To hide the starry light
So none will find me sighing
And crying all alone

Weepin' willow tree
Weep in sympathy
Bend your branches down
Along the ground and cover me

When the shadows fall
Bend oh willow and weep for me
Will you ever say your sorry
to me,
Will you ever say you regretted
what you did to me,
Will you ever repent your sins
to The Lord, and say
What you did to Roy and me
was wrong and that you
wished you never did it to us.

I have never heard it once,
This is because you have no consciences,
You are just like the rest of those
who can't say they are sorry what
they have done to me .
Winter wonderland,
Winter wonderland,
why have you come,
Have you come to keep me
in,
Winter wonderland I long
for spring,
Winter wonderland,
all I dream is when
spring comes once
again and melts
the snow that has fallen
on the earth and makes
the flowers going into sleeping.
You bring no sunshine with you at
all,
and all  I can do,
is pray that you will go
and spring will return very soon.
You always remembered me,
when no one else did,
You were always remembered
me
on the holidays and on
my birthday when no
one else did,
You were more of a sister to me,
when my own sisters never were
to me,
You always remembered me
when no one else did.
You always seem to forget,
So why shouldn't I,
You always seem to forget,
So why shouldn't I cry,
You don't remember
me on holidays,
or on my birthday still,
but you expect everyone to
remember you still.
Why should I?

You always seem to forget the pain you cause me,
Why should I?
You always seem to forget me?
Why shouldI remember you?
Do you look back so long ago
and ask yourself why?
I guess it is easier for you just to forget me still.
Why Should I remember you why?
You broke up with
me a month ago,
but I can see
you still think
of me,
I am very touch of course,
I tried to tell you from
the start,
once man gets to
know me
he loves me
forever and
he can't depart.
I am on his mind
both day and night
and I am his heart
all the time.
I am the only
woman in his heart
and thoughts,
and he will love
me from the start.
I am one man's angel,
I am one man'  Queen of Hearts,
and they love me very much.
Now I don't know what
to do because I love each
of them true.
You have never said you are sorry
for all the pain you gave me,
You never said your sorry,
You never repented to Our Lord
I see,
You think you were right, and no regrets I see,
But everyone does something wrong,
and needs to repent naturally.
You never said, I am sorry for
breaking up your family,
You thought were right, but you were
wrong and this I have to say to thee.
You can not give me back what you
have taken away from me
I hope before you die and go in front of Our
Lord you will repent for everything you
have done to me.
What have you done to me,
No one else has been able to do
for so very long,
You have unlocked the door
to my heart
and
The only person I can think
of is you!
I think of no one else
day or night,
I think of you before I go to
sleep at night and upon
when I rise the first thing
in the morning.
No one else in so long
has been able to do
this to me
and when you came along
you unlocked the door to my heart
and now you are the only one
I love and when I think of you
I smile and say
How can I ever thank you.
To My beloved Romeo: Michael Czech.
Written February 21, 2012
(c)
You never loved me like you said,
right from the very start,
You never really loved me,
from deep down in your heart,
You reminded me of my parent's
very cruel and mean as they were to me,

You promised to take care me,
This promise you never meant to keep,
When I grew sick, you left me, and
tried to mold me into someone you
wanted me to be, rather than just
to accept me the way God meant me
to be.

Your love was like dry ice, it burnt me and I had leave,
It was my life or your life, and this wasn't meant to be,
You were a heartless man, with no loving in your heart,
I should have listen to my cousin from the very start.

Time has come and time has gone, you are now alone,
but no second chances I will give you, and you have no place
call home.

Even your own family has turned their backs on you,
Do you ask yourself why every night, it is because of you.
I sit here and remember your last words to me,
how can I forget
You told me that you would always love me,
how can I forget,
We had a special kind of love, a love
based on affection and honestly.
When I heard that you had died
it broke my heart in two
I remember the last three word you spoke
to me how can I forget
They were the words we always share with each
other and they were I love you.


Oh Roy, I miss you so much.  I don't know how
much longer I can go without you.  I loss everyone
I have loved and I am all alone now.

I will love you forever.  I had three husbands and out of
all of you it was you I loved the most the other two were dreadful
mistakes in my life but we were not a mistake.

Wait for me to come to you.

A crying,
Lucie
You took it all away from me,
All twelve years that your son and I spent together,
Wasn't it enough that you destroyed his
father and then your third husband,
and then you took your son away.

We were happy and now I have none of that,
All I have is tears that form from my blue eyes
and the very wish that I die
so that all this crying can stop and my
heart can stop breaking in two.
There is no putting me back together
because of what you did to us

I miss your son, I miss what we had,
you took all that way from us
when you killed him too.
You were like a sister to me,
When my own sister could not be,
You were always there for me,
When my own sister did in fact betray me,
You found no fault in me,
like my own sister did to me,
You believed in my ability
unlike my own sister couldn't do for me
We were close like sisters should be,
unlike my own sister and I could not be
When I needed your help you were there for me,
When my own sister was not there for me,
Thank you dear Teresa for being there for me.

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