SLIPPED, published and copyrighted in 2006 by eb |
SLIPPED
You ever feel your mind to slip,
And sense you make no more?
One time I think I felt this once,
To think it was a chore.
I like flowers in the spring
And roses when they bloom.
But I was speak...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Mar 2008 05:54:00 GMT |
poem for Allie! |
Days of your childhood spin through my head, Memories of little ones jumping on beds,But not anymore, cause you are all grown, And so far away, who would have known?I am missing the funnest, most awes...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 12:12:00 GMT |
everyday stresses |
What do you do with everyday stresses,
the kids and the house are everyday messes.
UH, Blank..................................................
; till later, too much on my mind...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 07:33:00 GMT |
today day 5 |
Today is a good day in my household. Yes I went through the missing the family normal every day depression thing but for the most part it was a really good day. Kids are all happy, healthy...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 12:42:00 GMT |
blogging day 4 |
Ok well so today has gotten a bit better. It has been very stressful but once my husband has some pain killers for his pain things tend to get a little less tense around here.
Dylan got m...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 14:03:00 GMT |
day three blogging |
I should have wrote this yesterday but was not in a good frame of mind to do so, so here I am a day behind already. Yesterday was a very bad day for me around here. I seem to always be han...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 08:38:00 GMT |
day number 2 blogging |
It's a Saturday and as always it seems to have revolved around my children. First I get a call from my sons work wanting to change his work schedule, so I go upstairs to ask him if it is ok ( si...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Oct 2007 17:28:00 GMT |
Now you are gone! |
You have left, now you are gone.
To see you again will take so long.
I thought as a family, we'd always be close.
With all of these memories, you seem nothing but ghosts.
Ghosts of the past, and the f...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jul 2007 05:40:00 GMT |
poem |
I am filled with tears of sorrow,Tears of loneliness and pain.I fear to face tomorrow,Just to feel this way again.
My days are filled with sadness,Anger, pain, fear and stressI look around at all the ...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Jul 2007 15:31:00 GMT |
