Jul 24, 2014 - No Style Format, Personal    No Comments

When Love Dies a Terrible Death

You might as well have shot me,
That would have been kinder,
Than what you did to me.

How could you leave my bed,
To go sleep with a child?
You’re own flesh and blood!

There is no way I want to mend,
The broken life you gave.
You can keep your lies and deceit.

How could you leave my bed,
To go sleep with a child?
You’re own flesh and blood!

I know now, I made a mistake,
In trusting your love.
After all I was your wife.

How could you leave my bed,
To go sleep with a child?
You’re own flesh and blood!

The love I thought I had,
Died a terrible death.
I never want you back!!!

So you can see now,
This is what happens,
When love dies a terrible death

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Jul 23, 2014 - Family, No Style Format    No Comments

Blessings

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Babies sweet and wanting a hug.
Love so true it reaches your soul.
Evenings of joy with family and friends.
Spouses and loved ones as they come home when away.
Sons and Daughters to watch as they grow.
Initmate moments you hold in you heart.
Nights without nightmares calling my name.
Greeting of mornings with your sweet tender kiss.
Special things are Blessings.

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