The Year Gone By

2009 was a hellish year. Fret with pain, Suffering
homelessness and loss. But, Like an old man who
spent his younger years being mean and cruel.
And in his old age looking for redemption is loving
and kind. The twilight of '09 brings love and the
beginnings of clarity into my life once more.
With hope I look forward to 2010.

Love

Love is a four letter word,
Love will set you free,
Two hearts wanting to be heard,
Love is Sasha and Bri.

Time's Arrow

They say things get better with time,
But time does not erase memories and
feelings of things done in years gone by.

The past has been a time of great pain
and hurt from which there has been
no reprieve.

Alone

Lonely and alone, Love is what I seek.
Forever searching, Ever reaching, Never holding.
What I want there to be and what there is,
Never the paths will meet....

Mom

I hear your voice, But I cannot see
So much I have to say, but your not here.
I wish you could see the daughter I can be

Sensations

The warm embrace
of a friend.

The touch of water from
a mountain's falls.

The bite of the cold on
a winter's day

These are the sensations
that make my heart sing!

Life Trek

Life's path through the dense
underbrush of trials and tribulations,
and strewn with the fallen trees of
hopes and dreams unfulfilled can be
hard to navigate and stay on the trek.

But the saplings of hopes and dreams
yet to come and the fruit of those
fulfilled should give us all hope
that lights the path.

Yard Sale Doll

Hello little girl, How are you today?
You're really pretty and you seem very nice.
Wait a minute, where are you going?
Please don't leave me here all alone.
Oh please, please come back for me!

A nice little girl used to love me.
she'd dress me up in pretty dresses
with a nice pink ribbon in my hair.
But time went by and she grew up
and forgot that she used to love me.

Now nobody cares about me, I'm just
another piece of junk to be tossed
aside, My hair once shiny and clean,
now is dirty and tattered in places.
ripped out in others.

My skin of plastic dosen't look likeit once did.
Its now chewed and scraped and all scratched up
My dress, once pretty and cleanis ripped and torn,
and full of stains

Could this be real, is this happening?
that nice little girl is coming back for me.
"momma, I want this one" I hear her say as
she picks me up "I know she dosen't look like
much, but shes just right for me".