By Angel Debbie
I am dying Lord, hear my prayer,
My name is Paul, and I'm so scared.
My soul, I wish to put in your hands,
Please don't play those, loud marching bands.
My days are numbered, this I know.
In Your arms, I want to lie just so...
I need comfort in the days to come...
Give Your love to my Daughter Tiesha and Ronald my Son.
For I, their Father am dying, slowly, day by day...
These children, I will leave behind and have to stay.
I pray for their guidance, from You above;
Show them the proper type, of Your love.
They will need that, oh so bad;
I am sorry, but I will be leaving them and I'm so sad...
That my time on Earth is coming to an end,
I will love them till the day I ascend.
To the heavens up above and through the gate...
To catch up with Lee my life long, Soul Mate!
For there we will reunite and rehash the past,
And join our love, once again at last!
I've been so lonely without her, Dear Lord,
Sometimes I hear her voice of the one I adored!
Lord, please tell Lee for me, it's the end to my life...
And I can't wait to once again, see my Dear Sweet Wife!
Thank You Lord for hearing my prayer,
From me, Paul a man, afraid and a little scared.
Amen
| Author Notes | Please note the name Tom in original contest poem was changed to the real mans name I wrote this for who has since passed away. May he rest in peace. |
By Angel Debbie
Angels
Why do angels hurt so much?
Why do angels feel without a touch?
Why do angels love to feel?
Why is it such a great big deal?
Angels are people who care so deep down inside.
That they can feel so much hurt inside.
Tender, sweet and gentle as can be.
This is me, this angel, crying you see.
I am an angel, without any wings
With my smiles I bring great things.
I bring you happiness, with nothing to lose,
I bring you clothing and give you shoes
I give my love so freely away,
Yesterday, tomorrow and not to forget today!
Why do Angels smile?
Why do Angels disappear for a while?
Why do Angels lose their smile?
Its because their hurting by the mile.
Recoup the hurt with the Lord above.
He holds out the hurting glove
Deposit all the hurt inside
You'll be glad you're by His side.
Your smiles will return once freedom comes again
Then you're free to love again.
Starting over on the next new soul
This is what is your Godly goal.
Angels from a high are sent to you from God above
Greeting you with all their Love.
Look for an Angel if you can find one.
Live your life and have some fun!!
By Angel Debbie
On this Special Day of your life, so many years ago,
You were born a star to curiously watch, and grow.
And as those years rapidly passed so fast,
All the birthday gifts you had, just didn't last.
May this special gift, I'm giving to you,
Last forever as, I really do, love you.
I hope it brings you joy and great things,
Even if your web-site doesn't do it's thing.
I want you to succeed in life, where I can not.
You'll always be in my heart and never forgot.
Happy Birthday!!!
| Author Notes | The man pictured is the Birthday Boy this is for. He let me post his picture with the card. And I thank him. |
By Angel Debbie
To a Special Little Girl,
Who gives her Mom and Dads heart such a whirl
Please except this special little package just for you.
In hopes it helps to pass the time away when your blue.
Your life a head will be hard for a while.
But when everything is said and done, I hope you'll smile.
For things should be better for you then they were before
So you can run fast and play outside the door.
Don't worry honey Mom, Dad and Grandma will take care of you
Even when your feeling, lousy, lonely and oh so blue.
They all love you with all their hearts
You can believe me, love is where it all starts.
Love does conquer all little one, you wait and see.
I'm your Moms friend from work, the little sunshine bee.
**Take Care of yourself and do what the doctor tells you and you will be just fine.**
| Author Notes | This was written in love to a five year old and her parents in a card with a gift. The five year old was going for surgery for Perthes Disease. She has now gone through the surgery with flying colors and is in therapy to learn to rewalk with her hips a lined properly. Parents are relieved with progress. |
By Angel Debbie
Break out
Fear of freedom, lost and alone
Hey Dummy! Pick up the phone.
You've got a friend so near and dear,
She can wipe out your every fear.
Shoulders wide, ready to receive
Everything that you may have to grieve...
From Lovers that have left and went astray
To your Mother who has passed away
Lay your emotions, one by one in her lap
She won't give you a bunch of crap.
She's been there and certainly done that
Now lets sit down and have a lovely chat.
So locked up inside you may feel,
Please tell her, what's the big deal.
Fighting the feeling the freedom to express,
Keep your clothes on she doesn't want you undressed
This time is personal, she will respect
Uncertainly she feels you do detect.
Come on sweet dear please explain
I know your thoughts are driving you insane.
As I tried to look deep within your heart
But now I can't see, where to start.
I love you with my entire God given soul
I want you to shine and not live like a mole.
I need to break the silence you hold within
It's too quiet I can hear the sound of a pin.
This is not you need to be free!
You need to express yourself openly.
As you express, I will listen
Maybe there is something, I've been missing.
Piece by piece released in hurting love
God grants his peace from above.
Releasing emotion and letting go
Makes life better, don't you know.
Feeling the weight of the world on your shoulder
Feels like you're carrying a great big boulder
Release this rock you carried for so long
Put it back on shore where it belongs
Lighter you will feel, you wait and see
You'll live in peace, just like me.
I am living like you on the opposite end
I want my Love to you, I send
My mind I freed, my weight is gone
I'm now seeing life of a brand new dawn.
Won't you join me on this new trip?
Come on now; let's get a grip.
| Author Notes | This poem was written with the intent of getting a friend to open up and release all their problems as to make them feel much better instead of feeling as though they were alone to deal with them. And help them to over come their. problems. |
By Angel Debbie
Crazy silly paint guy, Steve.
What does he have up his sleeve?
Guess I won't know until Wednesday Evening,
I hope he's not planning to sing!
Not saying his singing is bad,
I just don't want to be tearfully sad.
Pizza and soda, just between friends,
Watch a movie, talk until it ends.
A night out for two lonely ole souls,
Who live as though they were moles.
Now that Steve can email a friend.
Emails he better send!!
Now to expect the silliness on the computer;
Everything seems even cuter.
Imagining his expression as he speaks,
And all his little quirks and his little squeaks.
Steve is cool, the Pink Floyd type of guy,
See him fly to the music in the sky.
Enjoying the sounds of the bands.
He'll show you more then his hands.
Tapping his feet, to the beat.
And for Steve this is a feat!
Steve enjoys life to the fullest he can.
Got himself out of a wheel chair to walk and stand!!!
Amazing Steve, nothing keeps this man down,
He acts silly sometimes like a clown.
Brings joy to everyone around, this is my friend, Steve.
Get to know him and believe!
God works in mysterious ways!
Steve proves it, all day and always!!!
| Author Notes | This friend was in a motorcycle accident and was badly hurt to the point where the doctors said he wouldn't ever walk again. With Steve being determined and a believer in God he beat the odds and walked again! |
By Angel Debbie
As the Earth rapidly dies...
I can hear the peoples' cries,
Am I just dreaming?
Or are there people really screaming?
A big flash comes across the skies,
Is this why all the peoples' cries.
Is this the end of the Earth?
And will there be a new rebirth?
"Yes," God had replied,
As I close my eyes and silently died.
For only those who live by my rules shall live,
Those who don't their souls they'll give.
For I am the Almighty One...
With the Lord Jesus Christ as my Son.
For one day this Earth will be reborn,
And the skies will no longer be torn.
Trees and flowers will bloom again,
The sun will shine only when...
The evil is cleaned off the Earth.
Then you'll see it's much needed new birth.
Then once again peace and harmony will reign;
With no longer any pain
For I am the Almighty One
Believe in me and Jesus my Son.
For we have the power
To stop your world from becoming sour.
By Angel Debbie
Clouds so many styles,
Clouds so many piles...
Clouds all over the place;
Let's get together and have a race!
In and out the puffy mounds,
Hit one and there are no sounds.
If God would make it to rain green right now
We would be looking at tree tops...Wow!
Tree tops look puffy from the sky,
And are also beautiful to the naked eye...
As we tilt this big US Airway bird,
You can barely hear a single word...
Engines roaring nice and loud,
Fifty people we have aboard, what a crowd.
Silence is not golden on this small plane
It's a roar that can drive you insane.
But all in all, I enjoyed the ride;
With God as my Savior by my side!
By Angel Debbie
Over and Under,
We all do blunder.
Making mistakes, we all do...
Even sometimes, when we tie our shoe.
Simple things can be hard.
As like weeds in a yard.
Nothings perfect, for if it was;
Life would be simpler just because...
We're all different in our life-living ways;
As the sun and moon, they change the days.
I walk the dusty road ahead,
And think while I'm upon my bed...
Will I be alone, or will He partner me?
Will it be Bob? I want to see!
I feel the pain, I feel the love,
With mixed emotion from above.
God is now walking by my side.
Gee, God, "Have I tried?"
God picks me up in His loving arms...
Caresses my face with His tender charms.
My dear daughter Debbie, I know this is hard...
I know your life has been burned and charred...
Better days are coming for you to see,
Just keep your faith embedded in Me.
I have chosen someone special just for you,
Time and patience will tell if he'll be true.
I don't want you hurt again, as you've been in your past.
I'll try to make this time move by fast.
But dear Debbie, Your Father God wants this to last,
And let all past relationships stay in the past!
For now you're getting much older,
and will need a strong mans loving shoulder.
Of a man strong in My faith who will take care of you.
As I hate to see you love so deep, and yet be so blue.
Patience my Dear, I'm carrying your load.
Keep those emotions inside before they explode.
The day will come to let them all loose,
Then you can play Mother goose.
For life will be easy just wait and see.
I have my plans for you, just keep believing in Me.
May I grant you all My love and devotion as you follow Me.
To bring forth the tree of life that is within Me.
I Love you Debbie with all my heart,
Soon this hurt will also part.
With Love,
God your Father
| Author Notes | I asked the question and received my answer. Keep my faith in God and my answer will come! |
By Angel Debbie
Storm clouds, dark and gray;
Thunder booming all the day.
Turbulence the plane does feel,
Hold on pilot, don't lose the wheel!
Storming below this big bird,
Everyone's silent, not a word.
Rattle, rattle, bump, bump...
Everyone's adrenaline sure does pump.
When turbulence is there, when they fly...
All Turbulence is, is Gods pot holes in the sky!
| Author Notes | I took a trip in June for Fathers Day to Florida and we encountered turbulence on our flight, And I love to fly! So I wrote this. Enjoy! |
By Angel Debbie
Come one, come all!
Lets all have a ball!
Bobs house, we do go, bring the beer, bring the brats!
Bring even your little tots!
Flying freebies through the air;
Watch out for the children that are there!
People laughing, getting along.
Rob feels as though, he's living a brand new song.
Oh coarse it's his house with freedom immense,
Children, Please! Don't climb the fence!
Marshmallows melting over the grill;
Everyone ones happy, Oh, no a child did spill.
For the seed of happiness is here within;
This small little yard as it is, was no sin!
No one cared, they just had fun,
At Bob and Debs they need not run.
Mutual friends that love them so,
Want them both to love and grow!
Come one, come all!
Let's all, have a ball!
By Angel Debbie
By the Grace of God, I'm off my dear old rocker,
I just bought a dog, A Beagle-Cocker
By the Grace of God, I am told
I have a heart as pure as gold!
By the Grace of God, I found a friend,
A fun-loving friendship that, I hope, won't end!
By the Grace of God, I am His child
Strange as it maybe, I'm sometimes wild.
By the Grace of God, Life will soon end;
Another baby will be born, to a friend.
By the Grace of God, All things must die;
I'm ready to go, It's my time to sigh...
By the Grace of God, I'm not afraid,
That I will be passing on to, His next peaceful grade.
By Angel Debbie
Life is precious, some will say;
I Love life, It's okay.
Sometimes the blues set in;
I get so quiet, it's such a sin.
Sometimes, I feel empty inside;
I guess that's why, I just cried.
Missing the warm-loving part of me, that has gone,
Somebody, please bring it back to where it belongs.
Life is precious, some will say;
I love life, It's okay.
My children can't fill this broken hearted spot;
It's bigger than a county stadium parking lot!
I cry so often for that missing part;
It hurts to have that hole in my loving heart.
Life is so precious, can't you see?
I need someone, who needs me!
Life is precious, some will say;
I love life, it's okay.
I need someone I can share my love and grow;
Someone I can give every tender inch of love I know.
Someone to share my joys and sorrows;
Someone to share all my special tomorrows.
Someone who's just like me, who believes in life,
Maybe someday, I'll be that someones, Special Loving Wife!!
Life is so precious, some will say;
I Love life, it's okay.
| Author Notes | This is a poem of yearning to be loved and yet accepting life as it is. |
By Angel Debbie
Blue skies, puffy clouds,
I can hear the crying crowds.
Gods world full of despair...
Anger, hurt it's everywhere!
Where's the love? Where's the joy?
That God meant for every man, woman, girl and boy!
I look all around, pain do I see,
Is love lost or is it just me?
I live to love, I love to give,
But my heart is like a sieve.
Love falls out, there's no one there,
To catch the love, I can not bare.
Another woman has gotten there first...
Now, I have to fear the worst.
My love will be in vain for all to see...
I'm wondering what to do, while I'm sitting under this tree.
I sit and stare at its branches so high and wide...
I count it's leaves, with all the tears that I cried.
For each teardrop that has fell
Puts me under Gods, very own spell.
"Come to Me," He speaks, "Dear girl of Mine,
Let me heal your pain, so your heart can chime."
"Thank you Lord," do I say;
I will kneel down to you and pray.
Dear Lord, here my prayer,
For Me, your daughter, who's been treated unfair.
I gave my love so willingly,
To a man who has children, three.
Finds out another woman, so deep he loves...
Please put me in his sadden heart gloves.
Make me the one, who he happily adores most,
Make it as though, he's been seeing a ghost.
Dear Lord, please be by my side...
Please don't let this prayer for me slide.
I do love this man, with all my heart,
I want him and I, to never part.
Please Lord, here this prayer,
For me Your Daughter, who's heart, is now so bare.
| Author Notes | She fell in love with a man who already had another woman that she didn't know about. |
By Angel Debbie
Poetry by mood,
Just call it brain food.
Think your thought...
It can not be bought.
It belongs to you,
Two by two.
Make it rhyme, make it sing.
You can do, just about anything.
Look at life, tell a tale,
Look at life, then set a sail;
For the beautiful beach by the shore,
Add wind, water, sand then its no longer a bore.
Building castles from the ground on up,
Scooping sand, cup by cup...
Bigger and bigger the castle does grow,
So does life if you let it go.
Poetry by mood
Just plain ole brain food!
By Angel Debbie
As the story begins you imagine yourself, a twenty seven week old baby in your Mother's womb. Complications set in and you feel you're in for doom.
Arriving at the hospital my Mother and I. I scream, "Hurry come check us so we don't die!"
We're in need of your help, Mom and I are sick, hear me yelp! Checking our blood pressure, taking our temperature, testing, testing all these people working around us. What alot of attention and alot of fuss. To see what is happening to us. Poking and feeling, us is a must.
Questions and more questions arise. "No real answers," the Doc says to my surprise. More testing, more questions. What's going on? Mom's getting weaker, time to call Daddy Tom.
Daddy Tom arrives, the Doctor fills him in. He prays to God for Mom and I to fight and win. Before I knew it, Mom and I were being prepared. I'm getting scared.
Oh, oh, I'm getting sleepy and so is Mom. The room is quiet and so is Daddy Tom. As I sleep inside my Mom, the Doctor is very calm.
Wheeling us into the operating room, its dark in this little womb. I feel as though I'm coming out soon. It must be somewhere around noon.
There's a vibration, a silver sharp object is entering Mom. The Doctor's hand is very calm. He sees me inside my Mom's womb, there's a light coming into this dark little womb.
Mom's feeling worse, I think she's dying, The Doctor lightly taps me and I start to crying. Mom was so sick, she left me. Dad was told and sad was he.
I was placed in this special box in the critical ward. I being only twenty seven weeks old. I could head toward being dead myself. But, I want to fight. Being not fully prepared for this world, I sure was a pitiful sight. Yellow as can be and so teenie weenie, that they call me a preemie. Special care has to be given to me, that's why I'm in this special box you see.
Dad worrying about me, pacing the floor. Back and fourth, from door to door. Doc advises Dad that I'm in special care. Dad just saying, "It's not fair!"
Dad losing his wife and gaining a Son, he's not in for alot of fun. Worrying about me, hoping I'll live. So he can give all the love he has to give.
I had a rough night, trouble for me, isn't yet out of sight. I'm two days old today, striving to live longer with each new day.
The Doctor advises Dad, I had a rough night. Dad cries, "Is he alright?"
The Doctor replies, "We have alot of hope. It Takes time."
Dad says, "That's great! I'll get some sleep in the meantime."
Dad went home to get some sleep, I lay quiet, not even a peep. On my third day of being alive, I'm better and that's no jive. The Doctor's proud of me. For the yellow color is disappearing you see. I'm eating better and gaining weight. The Doctor calls Dad and informs him things are going great.
The fourth day, I was moved to nursery two. I'm still in a special box, soon to be moved to a new bed like the rest of the babies here. Dad was so proud of me, he sheds a tear.
Day five, I'm moving around now, crying to be fed. Today they're moving me to my new bed. I feel stronger than ever before. Dad comes in he feeds me with such a grin. "I was so worried about you," Dad says to me, I smiled back and began to pee. Dad started getting wet from me wetting my pants that he began whispering little chants. "Thank you God for this sweet little boy. He'll bring me alot of joy."
On day six of my life I get to go home. Dad was sad because of Mom dying and happy because I get to go home and roam. I'm glad my Dad's happy with me. I still see the sadness in his eyes over Mom, you see. I'm leaving now with my Dad. See I'm smiling and so glad to leave the hospital. Hospital stays are no fun. Now to see the world with my Dad and have some real fun.
| Author Notes | This is my interpretation of what a little baby would go through if in distress in his sick Mother's womb before his birth. |
By Angel Debbie
I'll be there when your all alone;
I'll be there just pick up the phone.
I'll be there for you when things get rough.
I'll be there if you need someone tough.
I'll be there to support your belief;
I'll even be there for you when the ex gives you grief!
I'll be there to love you for now and forever.
I'll even be there to help you be clever.
I'll be there when your mind draws a blank.
I'll be there to feed your stomach that's like a tank!
I'll be there to cook your meals.
I'll be there to provide the deals.
I'll be there for your deepest sorrows.
I'll be there for all your tomorrows.
I'll be there when your back need a rub
I'll be there when you need help from the tub.
I'll be there when you need me most.
I'll certainly will be there and not your ghost!
I need you dear sweet Man of mine.
I'll be there even if you don't have a dime.
As long as there is love to endure...
I'll always be there this is for sure.
God has said for better or worse.
Love at the seams will always burst.
When we talk and express what is inside...
This will make our hearts always collide!
As one heart working together will always go far,
This love can't be bottled in a jar.
God has granted this special love.
For you and I from above.
Thank you God the Almighty One
Now lets get on with life and have some fun!
By Angel Debbie
True Love from the gracious God above.
Has no room for the jealous love.
God is freedom of love shared.
God is freedom of love cared.
Loving God is a delightful gift,
To give others a delightful lift.
Jealousy has no room...
If so would bring on dismal gloom.
Caging the one you love with no doubt,
Will bring bad feeling and a turn about...
Love to hate in the end...
Its not the Love that God does send.
The Book of James tells it all,
Read Gods words or lest you fall.
True Love has nothing to fear, but fear itself,
Read the good book and see for yourself.
I have nothing to fear, God loves me,
I trust in him, and share his love for all to see.
He blesses me with each new dawn,
Upon rising, I know where I belong,
Cuddled in his arms, so safe and secure
I know his love will always be pure.
By Angel Debbie
The body, what a beautiful sight,
Everyone has one to their own individual delight!
Some fat, some tall,
Some short, some small,
Some white skinned, some dark skinned,
Some even tan skinned and even doubled chinned!
We all have curves of different sizes and shapes,
Some of us even think of our bodies as a pile of drapes.
Our bodies are soft and supple or hard and coarse,
Yep! There are people who think of their body as a horse!
Our bodies are to be seen and admired,
Even when our bodies are just too tired.
Bodies are like clay,
We mold them every which way.
We body build for muscle and sport,
Or we eat everything and anything of sort!
However you take your body to be,
It's out there for everyone to see.
Whether it's hairy, bald, bruised and scarred,
Tattooed, wrinkled, sweaty, stinky and marred
We're all beautiful in our own individual ways!
Let's give our God the praise!
| Author Notes | Thank you Connie fore the use of your picture |
By Angel Debbie
As my life fades from gray to black
I'm tired of being stabbed in the back.
The people I loved didn't understand me,
It was hard for them you see
I've got so much love to give
It always pours out of me like a sieve.
Most all people considered me a rug
Take all I give and squash me as though I were a bug.
Funny how bugs bounce back!
Love is something they never lack!
God's love is what bugs and I have to share,
But, does anyone ever really care?
To certain people I knew,
Who were a very select few?
Some of them cared,
And some then shared;
Some understood some did not.
And some even tried a heck of a lot.
God's love is so easy to share,
All you do is show you care!
Through thick or thin
You don't need to win
God's love is no game
That you can tame.
By Angel Debbie
Lord, I need your support.
Money's running low, I hate to report.
I'll do my best, at your loving request.
For my bills that I'm so blessed!
I pray to you to show me the way,
Not to steal or to stray.
I believe you'll show me your light,
While I'm on, this heart wrenching flight.
One day at a time, it will just have to be.
Just watch me Lord, help me to see...
I can do this, one step at a time, like I have before.
Make it so Lord, before I'm out the door!
I need to feel your sweet and gentle caress.
So, I don't enter into a financial distress.
Guide me Lord with all your wisdom
With my Special love I'll over come.
May all my days ahead be filled with the security of you?
And keep your ever-loving child from being untrue.
By Angel Debbie
Grocery shopping what a chore,
By myself, it's such a bore.
Shopping with a friend is alot of fun,
Especially when they stick in a funny pun.
Grocery shopping is like baking a cake
You're always deciding, what to make.
Do I want this, or do I want that?
Sorry, I can't feed the cat!
Cat food out, what should I do?
I haven't a single darn clue.
Meat and eggs, do I need these?
Walked by the spices, now got to sneeze.
As the cart piles up, the wallet runs dry,
Just maybe, I'll be able, yet to buy a pie.
Check out time, is almost near
For my friend and me, that's oh so dear.
Paying by check, cash or credit card
I need a box or bags by the yard.
I bought so much, now what to do?
I hope this bag don't rip in two!
Getting home unlocking the door,
Now everything falls right to the floor!
As everything fell in the snow below.
I was a fool to slip and not to know...
I took too much in hand and arm,
Thought I could handle it, with all my charm.
Found out all I could do...
Was see her smile, as I turned blue?
Embarrassed was I
Heck, I'm just a guy
I tried to be macho, like all men do
She helped me out and now that we're through...
Everything now is stowed and neatly put away
Now, I certainly can joyfully say...
"Grocery shopping what a chore"
By myself it would have been a bore!
| Author Notes |
I was grocery shopping with a male friend and he was trying to be a macho man- "I can do it all by myself" type of a guy! And was embarrassed like all heck to drop everything he had in his arms not once but twice. Just goes to show the male ego sometimes needs help!
A special thank you to Photo Thearpy for picture usage |
By Angel Debbie
Getting back on your feet again
And forgetting about way back when
Things didn't go quite right
What a laughable sight
Now those things are going with ease,
It seems as though they're the summer breezes
The trees are green, plenty of leaves
The flowers blooming just to please
Life now is enjoyable, more so then
The ugly times of way back than.
I can see things more clearly now
I also laugh more now and how!
Problems don't build up to the point of boil
For I can turn them over, as though they were soil.
God gives me guidance that I need
So everyday I can plant a new seed,
Of the love I have to give
So I can survive and to live.
For all the years ahead of me
Not to look back and to see,
The worthless troubles of the past
That seemed so slow, but then went fast.
I'm glad they're over, and there done
Now is the time to have some fun.
Thank You, God, for getting me through
For now I have no reason for being so blue.
| Author Notes | God does bring relief to ones life. You just need to believe! |
By Angel Debbie
Love of Life,
Observant, Caring
Vibrant and
Everlasting Beauty of Nature
| Author Notes | Love is so saturated with many meanings that life follows suit. As long as you are observant of life you show you care and caring shows vibrance with an everlast beauty within nature. |
By Angel Debbie
I know you didn't ask.
For me to do this loving task.
I give it to you so whole heartedly,
Your Art, Your gift, given to you by me.
Surprises come in many forms...
Love does come out of God's little storms.
Yours has arrived and you just don't know it.
Now live it, love it and enjoy it!
| Author Notes | I wrote this for a card attached to my gift. Heck why pay for a card when a self made one means more! |
By Angel Debbie
Life, every race, creed and color...
Individual personalities of people...
Freedom of speech...
Everlasting Harmonious Eternity!
| Author Notes |
Long live people, people of all races, creeds and color, unique with personalities, different in languages. They have the authority of freedom to live and speak that will last an eternity as it so has in the past
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By Angel Debbie
Flying high above the Earth,
See its splender for what its worth.
Patchs of green, houses galore,
Flying high, you see much more...
Poofy clouds of silver and gray,
On a blue back ground make an interesting array,
I like the feeling of flying high in the sky,
It makes my heart sink and I say with a sigh...
God sure has made a beatiful picture here above
For everything he's made, fits like a glove.
Thank You God for your beauty and grace,
I'm glad I flew through such a beautiful place.
| Author Notes | God not only created the Earth but all so our skies. If anyone has taken a plane ride they can understand the beauty in the formation of the clouds and atmosphere from a plane window as they look across the vast area of the sky and formations that are there by way of clouds. |
By Angel Debbie
Strong hearts meant to be
Strong as the trunk upon a tree
Branching out so long and slender,
Leaves so new, soft and tender.
Feeling wrapped and all confused,
Still life is so amused.
I dream the dreams of life for real,
Can't wait for Tuesday, the next big meal!
As I sit across the table and we talk,
I look out the window, dream and gauk.
I want this to be, oh so bad,
I got to cool it for now, it's so sad.
It's not the right time-- need to let him grow.
I've had three years ahead, so I got to let go!
Time will tell what will be,
Time will tell if he will see,
The love I have for him, I want to share,
I got to realize and got to care.
Love takes time to grow,
This I do believe and know.
Be fair to him and I'll soon see...
An answer that he'll want to be...
By my side forever more,
Don't crowd him or there's the door.
Don't push or shove just be yourself,
You've laid your feelings upon his shelf
The book is there for him to read.
When he's ready, he'll drop the seed.
Then the flower will grow from year to year
For only then, will I have nothing to fear.
| Author Notes | I have had dreams of this person for three years and maybe finally those dreams will become a reality. Patience and time will only tell. |
By Angel Debbie
Trimming hair on Gods creation...
I'm not made by mans automation.
Standing tall and oh...so proud...
I'm the tree, who's calling loud.
I need help! My branches they need a trim!
I'm leaving to the brim!
My owner has neglected me,
Didn't want to care, you see.
As year after year went on by,
I this Maple, has to sigh...
I'm very big and growing to fast...
I want my beautiful life, to last and last!
I need a hair cut, oh so bad...
So my head don't look so sad.
A trim here, a trim there...
Oh no, now I look so bare!
Getting use to my new style...
Does make me look better, so now I can smile;
My owners taking care of me...
She wants me to live until I'm one hundred and three.
I'm Gods creation this I know.
See my new appearance and watch me grow.
So large and so tall, so full of beautiful grace...
In this yard I'm no longer a disgrace.
My beauty will shine, with my fall colors ahead...
Of my leaves so pretty, a bright color red.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Please watch, as I grow older.
I'm one of Gods creations for you to enjoy.
I'm speaking to you, as though, I'm just a little boy.
***Hope you like my hair cut!***
| Author Notes |
I wrote this because I saw neglect of tree maintence in my neighbors yard. I became the tree and spoke. Just something a little different. Enjoy.
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By Angel Debbie
I am a woman, fifty-two plus
I don't wear a slinky, size 3 thus,
My clothes are large
For my body that's like a barge.
I am a feeling woman, who loves to be touched
I also love to touch my mate, who I'll love so much.
My touch is so soft and tender,
But my body's not, sleek and slender.
I am not perfect this I know;
I make mistakes this is how I grow.
I sometimes take things for granted
And sometimes forget the seeds that God has planted.
I love the world outside my door...
Doing the gardening is such a chore.
Flowers of life left alone
Make things beautiful when their grown.
I do the best I can, in this world of today
I'm writing this, this month of May.
I fall in love, with best intent in mind
My eyes are covered, to real, be I blind?
I do write my life away, in poetry I say
No response, No voice, this month of May.
Am I doing well for myself? Or more harm?
I need to scream inside a barn!
I give my love away to this man Bob,
Deep within my heart, I only sob.
I want him to talk to me
Or at least set me free.
I never loved this darn deep,
Who knows I may be loving another darn creep.
Who can't love me back, as I wish,
Because I'm not a delicious dish.
My soul is pure, I am not diseased,
My health is good, for that I am pleased.
I'm over weight, this I know,
I've started to lose weight, but this is slow.
The woman that I so dearly talk about...
Her name is Susie, short and stout.
She is, who she is,
She's certainly not a wiz,
Diploma she has, no college degrees,
Learns from things around her that she sees.
Grades in school were D's and C's
Always was picked on by the scholars of A's and B's.
Making it in life was so hard,
Especially when your life's been so charred.
If not for God to pull me through, this life wouldn't even be worth living.
Please talk to me, Bob or at least tell me to stop giving!
I am, who I am
| Author Notes | In this poem this woman describes herself in hope of answers |
By Angel Debbie
What are you a man or mouse?
I wanted a man to run my house.
I thought you were the one,
I loved you a ton,
You made fun of me,
Playing with my emotions you see...
Teasing my love, with stimulants of drink,
Only to tease my heart, and make it shrink!
God will condemn all drunken souls,
Unless they change evil goals...
God, fearing women are hard to find!
Not is the fearing, but ever so blind.
They live in Gods will to the tee.
They live by his rules and will always be...
Faithful and true to they're mate
Until they meet God at the pearly gate.
They see well in everyone they meet
Come and join me and have a seat.
Let me tell you about good will
You can't get it from a pill!
You learn this from God our Father, king of our home.
This is how you know that you have grown.
My will is not my own,
I can't sit upon the throne,
God made man to have a woman for his mate,
I need a man for that date.
One day when God says he's right,
Then God our Father will send us on our loving flight.
Of a man who runs my house
To trap the little critters, they call a mouse!
By Angel Debbie
Gordy he's my cat,
See him he's nice and fat!
Gordy is loving, kind and gentle is he...
I just got to love him, don't you see.
He's a unique golden cat;
Gordy sometime thinks, he's a dog, at that!
Gordy sits by the window waiting for me to come home...
Jumps off his bench, when I enter to roam
Gordy begs for his treats, on the table by me...
I sure love him, its easy to see.
Gordy doesn't like to be cold;
Why? Because he's getting to old!
Gordy jumps on my bed, under the covers he goes;
All you see of him is, maybe his nose.
Gordy likes to play, with his sparkle balls.
He bats them around, in all the halls...
Gordy likes to be brushed only for a while;
If this cat could, he'd give a big smile.
This Gordy Kitty cat is mine;
I wouldn't trade him for a dime!!!
| Author Notes | Gordy Kitty is the yellow /orange cat in the picture. The Black and white one was his brother who died of cancer at age three. Gordy is my own special cat who thinks he's my dog at times. But I wouldn't give him up for nothing! |
By Angel Debbie
You painted the picture I thought the thought
These are things that cannot be bought!
I learn from you, you learn from me,
We treat each other with respect you see.
Now, one day when the earth does stop
Our love will only rise to the top.
God will save our souls, for the next new day
For our sins, we already did pay.
We believe in Him now and are doing it right,
Now he finally ends, our struggling fight.
Love and understanding will conquer all things ahead
All we have to do is pray from our bed.
To Lord our God for giving us a new;
Life to live, so our hearts aren't blue.
| Author Notes | Have faith in God and he will always pull you through. |
By Angel Debbie
Dad mellowed out in his old age
Turn the time to another page.
Fond memories lost so long ago,
Come rushing back as though they were snow!
Dad not remembering what I remember most
As he spreads peanut butter on his toast!
Things I didn't remember from my past
Came rushing back to me at last!
What's so different that makes me recall,
Being with Dad again, was hardly a ball.
Hanging on to my special love, so tight;
I need not start a great big fight.
Back home he patiently waits for me,
Hurry plane move, I want to see...
I want to see, my smile from Bob,
The one who makes my heart just lovingly throb.
Missing his sweet smile and manly looks,
You can't find him in any books.
He is unique in his own strange way
Tom, please get out of the way...
Let a real man take over,
You go and sit in your clover.
Take your book and your ice cream,
Go live your fantasy dream.
I live Gods way, you don't understand,
God wants me to have a real man...
I pledge all my heart and soul
To a man and not a mole!
Life is easier when you're so free
It makes my past easier to see.
God don't let this Freedom slip away...
I love it and want it everyday!
Amen
| Author Notes | This is actually a true happening in my life. Freedom feels so good when you have a smile greet you at the beginning of it! |
By Angel Debbie
To the Parents I love and adore
Love from my heart, I do pour!
Having values and so many rules
Why do we get into so many duels?
I wish to grow-up in my own way
Why do you look me down and say...
"You can't do it, you're not responsible enough!"
Facing this talk is very rough.
Killing my ego before I get started.
Gets me so broken hearted.
Let me try to run my own life.
I don't need you to turn the knife.
I am human, and allowed to err,
Don't you think this is fair?
I need to be myself and not controlled,
Or my true inner feelings cannot be told.
I have so much that needs to be said,
That it would hit you like a pound of lead.
Just once I would like you to listen to me,
You Mom, you Dad, please just us three.
And honestly listen and understand,
And not snap like a rubber band.
I have resentments and anger inside me,
I'd like to talk just us three
Forgetting it out in the open
Would mean a lot to me, I'm hope'n
I need you to listen to where I'm coming from
I'm not some little kid who sucks her thumb
My problems are real
So let's talk on how I really feel!
| Author Notes | This is how a teen child feels and wants to talk to their parents and really wants them to listen, as they want to be treated fairly. |
By Angel Debbie
To my Children
I'm your special little clown,
Who has such a silly little frown.
Missing my two girls and my little boy,
Who bring this Dad's heart such a joy.
Seeing you whenever your Mom lets me,
I enjoy our time of you and me, us three!
I love your art, your music and such,
It fills this Dad's heart with your loving touch.
Remember this, Children of mine
You make your Dad's heart just chime.
I will always be there in your hearts
A Dad's Love never parts!
Love Me
DAD
| Author Notes | I wrote this little diddy for my children since I couldn't find the right card for all of them together. Enjoy |
By Angel Debbie
Bible
Everyday is a new day; let's just take a look
Just as words written on the pages of The Good Book
You may wake; the sun is such a warming glow
You may die; you'll never understand why you had to go
You may see the sweet summers rain
But why should you ever complain
You may not like to see glistening falling snow,
But say, "Oh my what a pretty sight though."
It maybe stormy, dreary and dark outside,
You maybe sick and suffering way deep down inside...
But all in all, each day is a new day just take a look
Be glad you're still alive to even read the Good Book!
| Author Notes | I wrote this on one of my down days, just to remind myself to be glad I'm alive! |
By Angel Debbie
I Am Human You Are Human Too!
We are all human beings made by God's insight of what Humans are.
God has pulled man from the dust, shaped to serve and not at the bar.
God has also designed woman from rib in man to serve.
But now has God intended a drunken man to deserve...
A loving, fearing woman so tender inside,
I guess that is why I just cried.
I am speaking of me a weak feeble woman of the Lord
Who needs to swing that heavy sword
at a man God designed for me with a flaw
That I a God fearing woman hath saw...
I was weak
And didn't turn the other cheek
I gave into sin
Where do I begin?
God, grant me forgiveness, I was blind
I gave my heart and soul to be kind
Just to be crushed by my own harms
Hold me tight in your loving arms
I need your love and care
For this fault I do bare.
Now that you have forgiven Me, I need to forgive myself.
I need to look at my own life's wealth...
I need to look back at all the good I have done...
I need to remember all the smiles and the fun...
I need to remember all who love me for who I am
I've got to remember I'm not a very smart ma-am
Brains and brawn I have only one of the two
The man I love has the other and now he is blue
Both living as man and woman for so many years
Now we both shed many a tear.
Not knowing what God's love truly is
Isn't that some funny biz?
Hurting each other's inner selves, we do so right
Not expressing our inner most secrets with loving sight.
Neither is perfect they are learning together
In good and bad stormy weather
How to be God's perfect pair
Worried about everyone's stare
Love doesn't hear what others say
Love is also blind so they may nay
Who cares what the world has to say; its what is inside that should matter most
Similar to the bread you put in a toaster to make toast.
As you set the settings on a toaster from light to dark
Love starts off only as a little spark.
We learn and grow through our Lord's teachings and love
In time everything should fit perfect like a glove.
Trials and tribulations plague us now as we learn
It also sometimes sets us to burn.
Burn with the yearning
That comes from learning.
God is Love, God is Life...
God can handle every strife...
Follow Him, we can't go wrong
For in His world, we do belong!!
This is our God our Lord and Father
We'll learn from Him, really it's no bother.
| Author Notes | This is about two people who are human repenting and trying it Gods Way with Gods help. A special thank you goes out to Pucker for the beautiful picture. |
By Angel Debbie
As time moves by week and days...
I can say, "I love you" in so many ways.
Weather it be a kiss on the lips,
or a popsicle that drips.
The love I give has no thought to how...
It is just a thought that hits me with a POW!
The love I give you shows you I care,
I don't care let the all the people stare.
For they are just jealous, as it's not them,
Receiving my love, for which I do send.
My love I give only onto you,
For as to make my heart be true.
I hope you can feel every bit I give.
It's my simple love of life, that I like to live.
My love is free, from worry and harm
It's so natural for me, it's my special charm
I want you to be happy, not afraid of me
I want us both happy now, till eternity.
For if I stray may God strike me dead
For then I'm banned from our loving bed.
Distrust will follow and be such a sin
Then our love will be destroyed, that we did begin.
I won't let this happen, I love you to much
As I yearn for only your, very sweet and tender touch.
I love you Dear with all my heart
Let's never, ever tear each other apart!
Agreed?
I plead!
I Love You!
| Author Notes | A special thank you for use of their picture from Captain Terrible |
By Angel Debbie
Floating above the Earth,
Lifting my spirit for what it's worth.
Joyfully touching the clouds
so much more peaceful then angry crowds.
Sleep peaceful, dream heavenly through the night.
Never hearing the neighbors fight.
Sleep well dreams are free,
That's the way I like it to be.
Soaring like an eagle high;
It's so breathtaking, up in the sky!
Swooping down, soaring up,
I hear the barking of a pup.
Oh, how cute another creature of God.
Only cute until he ruins, man's new sod!
God's creature is he you need to teach;
Use a soft voice and do not screech.
We all learn with a soft and mellow voice.
We all do listen and have a choice,
Teach God's will and be free,
You'll be happier wait and see!
| Author Notes | Overly loud instruction can be ignored, Where as a soft voice gets the attention. I also want to thank VMarguarite for a wonderful picture. |
By Angel Debbie
Dreams
Dreams rehearsed, left to die
Are dreams of fear, not wanting to try.
Dreams rehearsed and always fulfilled
Are dreams that are clearly not so stilled.
Flowers bloom, then they die
Colors fade when you cry.
Dreams of flowers in full bloom
Will save you from a dismal gloom.
A single red rose, given out of love
Demonstrates the power, from our God above.
God's love is a gift for everyone to know
With His love, we all mature and grow.
Beauty is from the eye of the beholder
You age with it, as you get older.
Dreams of beauty, dreams of love
Were given to all of us, by our God above!
By Angel Debbie
Bills, bills and more bills.
Makes me want to take those pills.
Writing checks and sending them out,
To pay these bills that come about.
Not enough money you're in a rut.
Somebody please, find my mutt.
For I make these bills, it's my own darn fault.
I can't even afford chocolate malt!
I wish I were rich,
So I can't bitch...
Knowing me, I still would...
Having too much money, is not good
I'd spend so much, I'd just bet,
I'd put myself back in debt.
Bills, bills and more bills;
They're not full of fancy thrills.
By Angel Debbie
My Wife
Walking down a solitary country road,
Carrying on my shoulders a heavy load.
Thinking of my beautiful wife
What's wrong with her loving life?
It pains me to see the sadness in her heart
It must pain her even more when were apart.
I adore her so, in my own unique way
I sometimes wonder, will she go or will she stay?
This is my wife, the life of me,
Had my baby and made us three.
My family of three that you see
Should live together peacefully,
It doesn't always work out that way
Sometimes I have to say,
"I love you my Dear"
To rest all her fear.
| Author Notes | This is after a birth when a woman gets depressed and her husband sees it and feels for her and reassures her he loves her to make it better. |
By Angel Debbie
My rose is black,
My skirt is green,
The boy I like is to mean.
My hair is gold,
My eyes are blue,
I need to make a life brand new.
My skin is white,
My socks are pink,
I have to find the missing link.
My legs are long,
My body's slender,
I need someone to love me tender.
My soft caress,
My gentle touch,
I want to give, oh so very much.
My eyes are blue,
My hair is gray,
On my bed I solemnly lay.
Quietly wondering,
Of my dream come true,
So, I don't cry cuz I'm blue.
By Angel Debbie
Wanting, Needing, Finding
As I sit and wonder should I buy a bottle of booze to drown my sorrow,
Then drink until I'm drunk, then realize there is a tomorrow?
The sorrow is still there, and it's tomorrow...
I'll be hung over, it didn't work, and I still have my sorrow.
Should I listen to the ole love songs that remind me of him?
Or should I commit a crime and call it a sin?
Flames burn in my soul, how do I put them out?
All I want to do is go and shout!
God why did I have to love this guy?
Now God, all I want to do is cry.
Cry to be in his arms, hugged so tight
And be with him day and night.
Not for sex, nor his money, just to show I care,
Is this too much to ask? Am I being fair?
One day, I'm an Angel flying above the clouds,
Next day I'm crying in the middle of massive crowds.
Not knowing how he actually feels for me inside
Sometimes my soul feels as though it's just died.
When he drinks he wants me, I think
I don't know, I can't see his wink.
He is so special to me, for so very long
I wish I could know for sure, where I'm to belong.
He says, he don't want a relationship yet
Then why can't I just let go and to forget?
The love I hold for him so deep inside
Again, I'm crying deep within my pride.
A woman am I, Am I so vain?
That all I do is cause me this pain?
My feelings of love for him were doing fine until...
I got a taste of his passion pill.
His kiss and tongue so gentle and sweet
Just sent me to heaven and off my feet.
He said he had a few to many to drink
But he just came out of the bathroom from a shower I think.
He touched me with his sweet soft touch
Now I miss it, oh so very much.
The passion I thought I'd never know,
Is in him now, I can't let him go!
So many others have touched me
There touches are like sisters and brothers.
It's like "Hello how do you do?"
It sure was nice meeting you!
This is so different, I can't fully explain
All I know is that every time I look at him it drives me insane.
I want to please him anyway that I can
Cause I want him to be my loving man
So I can love him for whom he is and wants to be!
I just want him to be loved and so free
Is this too much to ask in ones life.
I don't care if I'm never a wife.
This is the love I want and need,
Can anyone find me this magic seed?
So I can plant it and let it grow.
I want so much and need it so.
I'll water and weed if I need,
Just to watch the great full seed
Grow big and strong forever more
Just so my heart is never tore.
Up like it is here and now
Help me with finding it somehow!
Can anyone help this hurting soul?
By Angel Debbie
Sorrow for thy Self
Everyone tells me I'm loving and giving
And they want is all my forgiving!
What is wrong with me?
Why are men so afraid of me?
If I am so loving and giving,
Why am I miserably living?
I only give what the good book says to do.
I am a woman to man, I'm true.
I give all the love I know how.
I should be tipping my hat and bending to bow!
For the love I give, I don't get in return...
Oh my heart breaks and it does churn.
For the warm touch of a human man;
Not the warm breeze of a summer fan.
Am I that bad to look at?
Am I that ugly and fat that I look like a river rat?
Men want to use me for my generosity...
And to peek their manly curiosity...
Of who I am and not deep down inside.
This woman, then again cries...
"Why Lord can't they see?"
All I want is to be treated tenderly.
I want to cuddle and be touched.
This I yearn for oh, so very much...
I want them to talk to me, I do have a voice.
Who knows they may learn something and rejoice!
I'm no dummy to this world!
Like a baton that is twirled.
Love is there deep within my soul wanting out...
This only angers me and I want to shout...
God, "Why can't they see?"
"All I want is to be loved and touched tenderly?"
Men have tried and failed...
Now this woman feels so jailed.
Behind the bars she does sit
Biting her nails, saliva to spit!
To release this almighty grit, God hold out Your hand, Your catcher's mitt.
I need to release all this my anger with one spit.
Patience I need for the next new coming seed
I just hope and pray it will fill my need.
Just hold me Lord until this is all through
So my life will be back on track with You.
For now I am building You a pond filled with my tears.
That have been pent up for a lot of years.
Send Your boat when the time comes near,
So I may climb it's ladder without a tear.
For then I'll know peace has returned,
And my loving life won't be burned.
For the water will stop, the boat will float...
The grass will green for the billy goat.
Plenty of green for miles can be seen.
I won't need my body and soul to be mean.
My heart will freely beat...
This will be a thankful treat!
For Your Love, has set thou free;
Again, to just be me!
| Author Notes | This is a deep emotional day of depression and how it was handled with the grace of our God involved to save the day! |
By Angel Debbie
My Day Went Great
Doing Housework oh what fun
It takes forever to get it done!
Doing yard work what a joy
I think I'll hire a little boy!
Doing dishes, cooking meals,
Where did I get such red-hot deals?
Dusting, mending, washing floors
Doorbells ringing at both my doors.
My children yelling, "Mom come quick,
There's a man here, who's name is Dick."
The lawnmower breaks,
I burn the steaks.
What else could go wrong?
Please "Where is this suppose to belong?"
Dad arrives an hour late,
People show up from out of state
Me a mess,
In my old torn and ragged housedress.
Great it ain't,
I think I'll faint,
"Come on Honey," liven up.
Take a sip from my coffee cup.
Running around from room to room,
Has left me in a dismal gloom.
I say hello to our guests,
Put on music to their requests.
Run upstairs to change my dress,
So I don't look such a mess.
After an hour or so,
The company just has to go!
Hurray I say in such away!
Cause now it's time for me to finally hit the hay!!!!
For I want sleep cause I'm so tired.
And if you don't like it, YOU'RE FIRED!!!!
ZZZZZZZZZZ
| Author Notes | Another one of my rough days and to top it off company shows up!! And I'm beat! |
By Angel Debbie
A Day is Hard as it is Long
A day is hard as it is long,
I can sing a merry song.
All things went right,
You can't laugh at me tonight
I did my dishes, washed my clothes
Even walked into a door and broke my nose!
My day went great
It's all in fate.
On my way to work I got a ticket,
With the traffic Officer Mr. Wicket
Forty-five over, my brake light burnt out,
Fell out of my car and began to shout!
"Gosh darn it! Isn't anyone on my side?"
Getting up I tripped over my shoelace, that was untied.
Taking my ticket and going home,
Only to look for my expensive beauty parlor brush and comb
I finally found my brush and comb for my long beautiful blond hair
It was sitting in my youngest child's full potty-chair.
Well, so much for my hair being neat.
Awe, "Who broke the fricken toilet seat?"
Falling in I got rear end stuck,
Boy, what a bunch of rotten luck.
I finally get out, the telephone rings,
I wish I'd had a pair of wings.
Running down the stairs to answer the phone,
Only to pick it up and hear the beep, beep of dial tone.
Time to make dinner for myself,
I just knocked all the dishes off the shelf.
I'm glad this day is near the end,
So I can sit and yak with a friend.
You can't laugh at me,
I'm already laughing can't you see.
My day went great,
I even gained some weight!
| Author Notes | This came as a knock off of one of my bad days. I just had to turn it around so I wrote this as a later laugh at my self- pick me up! |
By Angel Debbie
Mother Nature, take my hand,
I think you're just grand.
Trees and grass of green,
The best I've ever seen.
Flower's a blooming just to please,
Hay Fever, I got to sneeze!
Mother Nature, take a look,
Is there a remedy in your book?
For I love the outdoors,
Right down to dirt upon your floors.
See my watery, itchy eyes,
Can't see your heavenly blue skies.
My stuffed up red nose;
Can't smell a single red rose.
And my sneezing covers your chirping birds,
This is awful Mother Nature, mark my words!
Please, Mother Nature, take a look.
Is there a remedy, in your book?
For my stuffed up red nose;
So, I can smell a beautiful red rose.
For my watery, itchy eyes;
So, I can see your heavenly blue skies.
And to stop my sneezing;
So I may hear your birds, oh so pleasing
Mother Nature, take my hand,
I think your just grand!
| Author Notes | Has a friend suffering from allergies and I thank her for inspiring me on this one. Enjoy. |
By Angel Debbie
This week of hide and seek
Has sure been a busy week!
Watching my kids for eight plus hours a day,
Makes me a "Cool Dad" the children so say
As they get older, wiser and bolder,
I'm feeling my age, of growing much older.
I work eight hours everyday
Barely have time in between to hit the hay.
Exhausted and drained I sometimes get
I love every minute, and never have any regret
I get to spend time alone with the kids
Who are now to old to wear baby bib's.
I love my children with all my heart
I hope their love for me will never part.
As divorced from their mom, I am right now.
I just pray that someday she doesn't have a cow,
Getting angry with me for some stupid, little thing
To make my children, not want to cling
Onto the love I do teach, cause I love them so
I do want to be there, to watch them grow.
For I am their Dad and proud of it!
You don't believe me, to the corner you will sit!
For a dunce cap you will wear...
Cuz you dummy, I really do care!
By Angel Debbie
Un-fearing Godly Woman
The love I don't understand...
Is melting my soul into the sand.
As the hour glass of time is over turned...
My heart is turning like butter churned.
Used and abused, over and over again...
When will I learn, now that I'm over ten?
True love's not easy to find any more...
Watch out! Or you'll be slammed in the door.
God-fearing women are so few...
If you didn't know it, that's nothing new.
Men don't understand this woman type.
All they want is women that do gripe!
Women want two things from a man...
Money and sex till it hits the fan.
To these gullible men I do say, have fun...
Hope you make a lot of money or you better run!
Sleek and slender most women are...
They have an attitude that they are star!
Give me this, I want that
Watch out sir, she's got a bat!
Run for the hills, or take those pills
She'll just give you all your sexual thrills.
Forget the women who can cook, clean and iron your clothes
Forget the women who will be there for you if you accidentally cut off your toes.
You don't want a God fearing lady
You just want to get your rocks off by a chick that is shady.
She'll rob you blind, or pass you a disease
And that sure isn't anything to sneeze.
I'm feeling sorry for you men who don't know what's best.
I guess your just looking for that perfect house guest.
| Author Notes | This is how I see society going these days. Sex men's more then the basics of living in a God given relationship. |
By Angel Debbie
Wonders of God
Flying high above the clouds
Getting away from the crying crowds,
God's wonderous wonders of the sky
Is such a beauty to the eye.
Puffy mounds of gray and white,
See it such a beautiful sight.
God does wonders for all to enjoy.
For everyone, man, woman, girl and boy!
By Angel Debbie
Dear Son of mine,
You make Mom's heart just shine.
With all your care and concern.
When will you ever learn.
Doing wrong is not what God recommends.
Doing right is what he depends.
When your time in prison is up and your out;
Do me a favor be good without a doubt!
Pray to God to guide you each and everyday.
As Mom may not be there to help you say...
"Lord keep me on the righteous path this time,
So my Mom in heaven can hear my chime;
My life that changed for her to see,
Only to late for her now that I'm free."
"I loved my Mom with all my soul,
It's to bad the ending goal."
Now Dear Son of mine,
Please be good so you can end your time.
And see me before I die,
Cause if not your Mom will cry.
For missing you all these years!
Has brought your Mom many tears!
I love you Andy with all my heart,
It is sad now were apart.
Please be good and come home soon.
So Mom can sing a loving tune.
With all my Love Son,
Mom
| Author Notes | An actual poem I wrote to my son who is serving time as an example to others by the Judge for 13 years. |
By Angel Debbie
My Dearest, darling Baby Girl;
You have given your Mom's heart such a whirl.
Your seven years old today,
It only seems like you were born yesterday.
For every year, that comes along,
You put another year to song.
As you grow older every year;
In my heart I hold you dear.
For Mom loves you in every way,
So have a wonderful "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
| Author Notes | Wrote this in a blank card for my daughter as a special rememberance from Mom also had hand drawn picture on cover of a cake with seven candles. |
By Angel Debbie
Smile with me
I'll smile with you
Cry with me
We'll both be blue
You hate me
I'll hate you
Care for me
I'll care for you
You wish me well
Well I'll be
You ring my bell
We'll both be free
Loves a game
For all to know
It's not the same
With God we all can grow!
By Angel Debbie
Letter to Mom and Dad
Raising me from very small
It must have been hard to work and all,
Diapers, bottles and making a mess
To buying my first wedding dress
Growing up was hard for me, you both know
For me, it was hard to say that's so!
Getting in trouble left and right,
Boy, was I a terrible gruesome sight!
Now that I with two children that are small
For now it's my turn to have a royal ball!
Saying I loved you, showing you that I care,
Has been somewhat ungodly, unfair.
But, you should know that I always will love you,
Until the beautiful blue sky is no longer, turning blue!
Love always,
Debbie
By Angel Debbie
Beauty
Take a walk with me
Let's take a look at what we can see!
God, has created beauty for us to enjoy
We'll pretend we are just a little girl and boy!
Discovering what is beautiful all around us all over again
As it was many moons, way back when
As we walk lets hold hands, just as God intended us to be.
Look around see all the beautiful colors God has for us to see.
The dirt that we walk upon even has a beauty
From it dear you were created, you cutie!
Beautiful are the nuts that have fallen from its tree
Beautiful is the sound of the buzzing bumblebee
Beautiful are the little creatures stirring around this wooded domain
All these wonderful things to see, we just can't complain!
If not for our ears to hear the songs of this earth
We wouldn't hear the cry of a new baby either at its birth
If not for our eyes to see what is around us
We wouldn't know what beauty God has intended for us thus,
If not for our heart and soul to send out Gods love
We would be nothing, not a tweeting bird or even a cooing dove.
God has blessed us in so many ways
Slow down, take a look it will set you mind in a daze.
Beauty is in the eye of those who behold
It's also a long story that can be told.
For God created the Earth in seven days
Look around see through your haze...
The beauty within for He hath created
Even man and woman to be mated...
A pleasure not to be taken so lightly
For God made woman from man He changed her slightly
To appeal to man for comfort and love
Only to create a family to serve Him, above...
To spread the loving word that he hath wrote for all to see and hear.
Serve Him the Lord, hold him close to your heart, and oh so dear.
So your beauty will shine,
Just as yours and mine!
By Angel Debbie
Old Boy Friends
As I gaze through the memories of my past,
I realize they've gone too fast.
Men I knew from so long ago, are who knows where,
They are suddenly popping up everywhere.
What have I done, for this to happen to me.
I treated them well, now they do see.
Many a man friend, I knew from my past.
Now they are looking me up, why didn't their relationship last?
Deb gave them the best of her world, she could give;
It just fell through each of them, like a sieve.
Time has passed of the woe is me
Give it up guys, now you can only look and see.
What you have missed from so long ago,
I'll be only a friend and not your foe.
For my heart is with someone else, I love and adore,
He makes my loving heart, beat more and more.
You had your chance so many years ago,
But at the time, you were young and naive so...
Quit trying again, to retie that shoe...
To see what was right in front of you,
The shoe fit perfect in the days of old
Now you're looking again for that pot of gold.
You didn't want it, way back then
Why should I even reconsider this, when...
I am doing great in the here and now.
I can raise my head and take a bow;
You're not the first to come looking for me.
Get in line, so I can kick you for setting me free.
I'm still the same loveable person, I was way back when
I just don't have the mind of way back then.
For God has shown me the way
To live a more peaceful and enjoyable day.
To you my old boyfriends, eat your heart out!
Cause all I'm going to do is shout...
"You blew it!"
Now live through it!
By Angel Debbie
Debbie hear your prayer,
You are special and very rare.
Pulling yourself out of that deep black hole,
You've evolved to a beautiful new soul.
May God help in every way
in the future, every day!
Not to be blinded by false wishes and dreams,
Let the light shine and bust at the seams.
May your life stay as full of joy and happiness as only God sees fit,
Helping others see the wonderous light of God's almighty gift.
In Jesus Christ our Lord, Amen
By Angel Debbie
Accepting Life As It Is
May life sing with beauty and undying love,
May it soar with truth from above.
Life and marriage without friendship
It's like a lion tamer without his chair and whip
The lion roars, then attacks
Slices you to ribbons with his huge paw whacks!
A friend is there through thick or thin
Being a friend you'll always win.
One-way streets are hard to live
One's always the only one to give.
Getting mixed up with no respect
Makes you a conscience nervous wreck
Ignoring the problems, won't go away
But, paying the price these days, ouch, hey!
It's expensive, this I do know
But, I am proof living so
One day at a time, I have to do
Even know, I'm sometimes got so blue.
Look around and you will only see
A lot worse than I have endured for me
Men beating women, children being abused
I guess I'd rather be verbally used.
I have a roof over my head
A man to lie in my bed
I have food in my mouth, clothes on my back
No freaking out over getting Aides in the sack.
I may not have what others do
So many material things, all shiny and new
I'm alive and worth so much more
I sometimes do feel that I do soar!
I don't live in a cardboard box
Or under a bridge in between two rocks
I'm thankful I don't get beat
I'm Thankful my children sometimes are not always sweet
But, all in all
My Life is such a ball!
| Author Notes | Thank You to jgrace for picture. |
By Angel Debbie
Accepting Life As It Is (part II)
I'm Thankful my children sometimes are not always sweet
This shows they're children, isn't this neat!
But, I'm thankful that they are there!
Cause I wouldn't have ever cared.
Life is beautiful, if you over look the bad
Sometimes it's hard and also mighty sad!
To forgive and to sometimes forget...
Without a friggin' regret!
As hard as it is to do, be strong for whom you love
This is a gift from your loving God up above.
He taught the greatest gift of all
Unselfishly we love and also do sometimes fall.
We fall so hard, we always get hurt
Pick yourself up by the back of your shirt
Try again with God's help to get it right
Put out the fire before the fight!
Anger covers the love buried deep inside
Love is something you cannot hide
No matter how hard you try
Love always ends up with a sigh!
| Author Notes | Thank you for use of your picture Angelheart. |
By Angel Debbie
As the story begins you imagine yourself,
a twenty seven week old baby in your Mother's womb.
Complications set in and you feel you're in for doom.
Arriving at the hospital my Mother and I.
I scream, "Hurry come check us so we don't die!"
We're in need of your help,
Mom and I are sick, hear me yelp!
Checking our blood pressure, taking our temperature, testing, testing all these people working around us.
What a lot of attention and surely a lot of fuss.
To see what is happening to us.
Poking and feeling "ouch" is a must.
Questions and more questions arise.
"No real answers," the Doc says to my surprise.
More testing, more questions. What's going on?
Mom's getting weaker, time to call Daddy Tom.
Daddy Tom arrives, the Doctor fills him in.
He prays to God for Mom and I to fight and win.
Before I knew it, Mom and I were being prepared.
I'm getting a little scared.
Oh, oh, I'm getting sleepy and so is Mom.
The room is quiet and so is Daddy Tom.
As I sleep inside my Mom,
the Doctor is very calm.
Wheeling us into the operating room,
its dark in this little womb.
I feel as though I'm coming out soon.
It must be somewhere around noon.
There's a vibration, a silver sharp object is entering Mom.
The Doctor's hand is very calm.
He sees me inside my Mom's womb,
there's a light coming into this dark little tomb.
Mom's feeling worse, I think she's dying,
The Doctor lightly taps me and I start to crying.
Mom was so sick, she left me.
Dad was told and sad was he.
I was placed in this special box in the critical ward.
I being only twenty seven weeks old, I could head toward...
being dead myself, But, I want to fight.
Being not fully prepared for this world, I sure was a pitiful sight.
Yellow as can be and so teenie weenie,
that they call me a premature preemie.
Special care has to be given to me,
that's why I'm in this special box you see.
Dad worrying about me, pacing the floor.
Back and fourth, from door to door.
Doc advises Dad that I'm in special care.
Dad just saying, "It's not fair!"
Dad losing his wife and gaining a Son,
he's not in for a lot of fun.
Worrying about me, hoping I'll live.
So he can give all the love he has to give.
I had a rough night,
trouble for me, isn't yet out of sight.
I'm two days old today,
striving to live longer with each new day.
The Doctor advises Dad, I had a rough night.
Dad cries, "Is he alright?"
The Doctor replies, "We have a lot of hope, it takes time."
Dad says, "That's great! I'll get some sleep in the meantime."
Dad went home to get some sleep,
I lay quiet, not even a peep.
On my third day of being alive,
I'm better and that's no jive.
The Doctor's proud of me.
For the yellow color is disappearing you see.
I'm eating better and gaining weight.
The Doctor calls Dad and informs him things are going great.
The fourth day, I was moved to nursery two.
I'm still in a special box, soon to be moved to a new...
bed like the rest of the babies here.
Dad was so proud of me, he sheds a tear.
Day five, I'm moving around now, crying to be fed.
Today they're moving me to my new bed.
I feel stronger than ever before I'm gonna win.
Dad comes in he feeds me with such a grin.
"I was so worried about you," Dad says to me,
I smiled back and began to pee.
Dad started getting wet from me wetting my pants...
that he began whispering little loving chants.
"Thank you God for this sweet little boy.
He'll bring me a tremendous amount of joy."
On day six of my life I get to go home.
Dad was sad because of Mom dying, happy because I get to go home and roam.
I'm glad my Dad's very happy with me.
I still see the sadness in his eyes over Mom, you see.
I'm leaving now with my wonderful Dad.
For this I am so very grateful and glad.
See, I'm smiling as I leave the hospital. Hospital stays are no fun.
Now to see the world with my Dad and have some real fun.
| Author Notes | I have taken the place of a baby inside a Mothers womb explaining what's going on step by step as the hospital tries to find out what's happening to my Mom and when Mom dies I talk about myself and what I see and feel till I go home from the hospital. |
By Angel Debbie
Do you really need me by your side?
I'll give you the kitchen with all my pride!
You can cook our next meal
Oh wow what a special deal!
My Man cooks for me,
This I just got to see!
"What are you going to make?" I ask.
"A secret my favorite kind of task."
"You go sit in the other room, take a load off those feet."
"Your in for a real treat!"
I sit and relax, await my special meal
From My Man, what a sweet deal!
I hear a rattle of the pots and pans
I hear the start up of the overhead kitchen fans.
My curiosity builds with every sound I hear
Of My Man as he pops open a can of beer.
I hear the sound of sizzling, something on the stove in the pan.
Hey dear, "Do you need a helping hand?"
"No," he replies. With a little chuckle in his voice
I have to wait I guess I have no choice.
"Kitchen is off limits to my Angel this is my surprise...
my own concoction of my own cooking demise."
"I want this to be a meal to remember, I got to get it right."
"Salt, pepper where are they?" "I just had them in plain sight!"
"Now, that the main coarse is going, what for a sweet treat?"
"I know something chocolate, yes, chocolate to eat after the meat!"
"Cappuccino sounds good and will warm our hearts and souls."
"For we can use Angel's blue mugs instead of big bowls."
Dinner is almost ready the house smells soooo good!
I didn't peek, but would have if I could.
My Man is so sweet and loving to me,
I wouldn't trade him for a Trillion dollars you see.
There is no amount of money that could replace my man
And don't try to take him away; I'll fight for him all I can.
God has placed him in my life for a special reason
I'm going to love this Christmas season!
So filled with peace and love
All brought about by our Lord God above.
"Come eat my Angel, dinners done," Sit down and enjoy
After dinner we'll hold each other close for intimate type of joy.
"Is this okay, Angel? As he gives me a huge hug.
I say, "Yes dear," let's now eat dinner you lovable lug!
You slaved over a hot stove for me and it looks so good
Tastes good too! This was worth the wait, seconds if I could!
I love you Dear, you can cook anytime you wish
And you can cook any special dish!
I'll give up my kitchen any time any day for you
All you have to say is please dear my turn to do!
And I will know what you want to do for me and you...
Sam, as I said, you'll never turn my heart any shade of blue!
| Author Notes |
Giving up the kitchen to a man is almost sometimes hard for a woman, but for me it's a break!
I also want to give a big thank you to wolf6249107 for the use of there art work. |
By Angel Debbie
Security
Close your eyes and dream
Life is not always the way it may seem.
One day at a time a door will open to a new beginning
A beginning that seems no one is actually winning.
Trying too hard to succeed in life
Can cause one a lot of hectic strife.
Playing by chance you increase the fear
Letting your eyes see and tear
Release the fear that plagues your mind
Look beyond the fear and unwind
Cuddle in your loved ones arms
Let him smoother you with all his loving charms
My man understands life
And all its negative strife
Searching for something new and exciting he hath done
Now he's looking forward to a lot of fun!
Fun with love and understanding
Whose love is not so quite so demanding.
For he prayed and got his prayers answered by God above
God found him a woman who fits nice in his loving glove...
They mesh real nice and communicate well
Watch out someday, there maybe a wedding bell.
The future is their's to come
With love and understanding and then some.
They touch and hold, console and kiss.
This they do everyday without a miss.
This is love, so warm and tender
For this they surrender
The negative thoughts put before them by others
For they only see one another
Positive and free, they each will be
God will see to that you will see.
For their love for God is only growing ever stronger with each new day
And everyday these two do continue to pray...
For the strength to pull them through,
A new life of love and excitement anew!
| Author Notes |
Feeling safe and secure within the one you love with the help of the God above.
Thank you to Atlantalu for the beautiful artwork! |
By Angel Debbie
Time
Time don't let it slip away
For night turns to day
Twenty-four hours has gone on by
You can see the sun rise and set in the sky
The Time we have to share is little
Our bones soon become too brittle
Ageing fast, one day at a time
Makes your heart stop, what a crime.
Time is gone
Sing no song
Twenty-four hours gone by
Sunrise, sunset all with a sigh...
| Author Notes | Life is to short live for the moment as though there will not be no tomorrow! |
By Angel Debbie
Holiday Season
Christmas time comes once a year
This year I'm not going to shed a tear!
I have a very special person who's in my life
I may not be be troved as his loving wife
But all the same Christmas will be a joyous time
Where all the hearts around me will certainly chime
With many smiles and loud laughter galore
No more tears or sadness, I no what I'm smiling for!
I have a family again to love and spoil
Got to remember not to forget the oil
I'm going to bake special cookies for the children's treats
They'll be spoiled with all the loving sweet treats they eat!
Angel is looking forward to the snow once more
Just to watch the children run and play outside her door!
Enjoying themselves getting all cold and wet
Coming in later all nice and pooped I just bet!
Hot chocolate better be ready to warm their hearts and souls
This is one time where Angel better make them goals,
Freezing little hands and feet are counting on me
Rob and the warm-hearted children of three!
Come sit by the fire and warm right up
There's hot cocoa with marshmallows in your cup
Drink it slow let it warm your heart and soul
This is your new Moms wholesome goal.
For she loves each and everyone of you
And doesn't want your tiny hearts to be blue!
With love always
By Angel Debbie
Winter
Winter is approaching, cold, snow
Blowing drifting, piling high
Hats, scarves, mittens got to buy
Children's faces become a glow
Rosie cheeks of cherry red
Building a snowmen, big and tall
Watch as the children have a ball
Time to come in, now has been said
Hot chocolate is ready for warmth and love
With kisses, hugs from Mom, ain't that grand
Before the your sweet dreams then off to slumber land
Where Mom says a prayer to the God up above
Good night sweet children of mine
Great dreams you will have tonight
As you have played nice today without a fight!
You children make Moms heart just chime!
| Author Notes | Most children love to play in snow and have a ball. They also love hot chocolate when they come in from being outside or at least mine did. Enjoy! |
By Angel Debbie
Life a New
The time has come to run
It is time to share some fun
Life is so peaceful now
I just got to say, " WOW."
I can actually sleep standing up!
No stress around to mess me up!
My issues are becoming fewer and fewer as time goes by
I thank God for he's my wonderful guide.
I pray to him each and everyday
And at night religiously before I hit the hay.
Dear Lord hear my prayer
For me this girl of yours shes so rare.
I released my turmoil upon your step
I thank you for the tears I no longer wept.
Peace over whelms me now with my new soul
That had once taken many it's toll
Your love I do share and endure
I pray my love is now pure for sure.
Let the love in my hugs comfort a hurting soul needs
While my love for you Lord only exceeds
The peace and serenity you've granted me to be free,
Thank you Lord I pray, as its because of you Lord, that I see!
AMEN
By Angel Debbie
A Friend in Need
Paul painted the picture, I made the call;
I had to help, my friend Paul.
When in need, I plant the seed;
To control next new weed.
Grass and weeds, three feet high;
What am I to do with this old guy?
Mowers down, needs repair;
I look around, for a spare,
Amanda comes through, with her Uncle Owen;
In hoping he can get everything just a go-in'.
So grass may be mowed, Pauls out of a rut;
I thank you all, from my loving gut.
Appreciation, I surely do send,
From my dear handicapped friend.
God will bless you for a deed well done,
Now have a great day and have some fun!
| Author Notes | My friend Paul is handicapped and had his father pass and left him a home in the will and broken equipment with no working lawn mower, now his dilemma is how do I cut his tall grass? |
By Angel Debbie
My Dear Sir,
Please don't look so sad.
Of the good news I told you had.
Nothing will change, how I feel for you,
So please Dear Sir don't be so blue.
My job description may change...but my feelings will not
This may sound a little strange, but you won't be forgot!
I may work in a different area, at the new store.
Which will only mean, I will hardly see you any more.
Fret not Sir my Dear Sweet Man.
Just think you'll always know where I am.
We work in the same building we have a phone.
Neither of us has to be alone.
You call me up when you want a ride...
That is if, you're not already living with me, by my side!
All the good that I have will not stop!
Just because, I'm working in another part, of our new shop!
This advance will do US good...
Along with whatever's happens with your art as it should.
We can make anything happen you got to believe!
I'm praying to the Lord for both of us you see.
I'll hold your hand; you'll hold mine...
We will both be okay and certainly be fine.
As long as we have each other with Love and respect,
We can manage anything, without any regret!
So Please Sir, don't look so sad.
I love you very much and for this you should be glad.
By Angel Debbie
My Mom
My Mom so beautiful and pure,
Got three beautiful children that's for sure
For her family of five
Most times love wasn't alive
For two girls and a son
Mom and Dad were not always fun.
See Dad, was material, Mom was Love
They clashed like a mixed pair of glove
From time to time so long ago
Mom should have told Dad to blow
But the God's love Mom did hold
Her heart was always filled with a pot of gold.
Loving us kids as though no tomorrow
Getting Love from Dad was her sorrow.
A romp in the sack Dad was fine
Anything more he was blind.
Mom was afraid of Dad way back when
I saw this before I was even ten.
She had secret friends I know.
Just to fix the things we kids broke so Dad wouldn't know.
Dad would come home in a bad mood from work
And you didn't act up or Dad would go berserk
Brother was a terror of a child
He had problems and was so wild
Dad had problems accepting his son
Used his daughter for his fun
Mom and daughter stopped abuse on her son
Getting whipped by a belt buckle was not fun
Leaving welts on Mom and I
Went to my room and sure did cry.
Mom would come later to check on me
Brought me ice cream and wanted to see
My marks by Dad hitting on me; I loved my brother more then he could see
Even though my bother had his problems that didn't bother me
As the years of abuse took its toll
My Mom was no ordinary mole.
She loved us kids with all her heart
To her death this did not part.
My Mom clinged to life and us kids
And caught us kids in lots of fibs.
Fibs she could not control
To save her mortal soul
Us kids covered alot of turmoil in our home
That's why we all went our separate ways to roam
To this day I think of Mom and the tender love she gave
For all the loving light she had, she could light the darkest cave.
Starving for love and affection from whom she loved most
On that special day of her life her marriage post.
Lost and never found, Dad wasn't with her on her dying day
He was romping with another woman in the hay.
Life's not fair
But I the daughter sure was there.
To let Mom know she was loved and going home
Where all the beauty will be for her to roam.
God please take care of Mom, I love her so
I just want to hug her so
I miss you Mom, I hope Grandmas there
You and her made such a loving pair.
Love unconditionally and eternal,
By Angel Debbie
Saying Good Bye
Endless paths and river ways
Rolling through our yesterdays
Feeling all the memories lost
Boy, what they did officially cost
Folks we've seen, friends we've had
Some true and good, some even God awful bad!
Down through our troubled life we knew
Alone or together we'd some how get through.
Now that the time is here for us to part
I hope we'll each enjoy our brand new start!
Good luck and good-bye
There is no need for either of us to cry!
| Author Notes | As along time relationship comes to an end. We have parted in friendship and wished each other a fond good bye. |
By Angel Debbie
It's Over
Today is the day to say good-bye
It's hard to live with this young guy
Playing his games I can't explain
They all seem to drive me insane!
This is the last one for me
You just wait and see
I may have to do without a lot
Sanity is what I need and what I have got
God will help me make it somehow, some way
I know with His help I'll make it all the way!
I have faith in what He says and what I can do
Believe in God, He will get you through!
By Angel Debbie
He's Cheating-I'm Strong
The last few months have been really tough
As you've been out strut ten your stuff
The many hours I've spent alone
Has only shown my inner self has grown
I no longer feel the hurt you bring
As my inner faith can make me sing
I look forward to a much better day
When I can live God's happier way
If it must be, I will say good-bye
With the joy of my Lord, I need not cry
So go ahead - do your thing
As we all face the joy, a new life will bring!
| Author Notes | Coping with a cheating husband isn't always fun, but with the beliefs in the Lord any thing can be pleasant. |
By Angel Debbie
God's Light Shines
One more time, we say I love you to the one we love
For our heart to soar above to God's great glove
Holding us as we transition from lost and all alone
To being joined as one and to show our hearts have grown
God's guiding light shines on the darkest nights
Takes care of us on the most dangerous of flights
One step at a time, will mend anything in time
To make the heart only grow fonder and louder chime!
The light upon these two souls once alone -no more
Their loving hearts now only soar
For the love they carry for each other is so strong
God's in their hearts where he does belong!
By Angel Debbie
To the One I Love
To the one and only man I love
Who sores like a beautiful white dove
Flying high above the clouds
Listening to the crying clouds
Doing things out of style
Like the babies who learn to smile
Love is blind, until you someday see
You're just the right man for little ole me!
Understanding and communication is the special key
For a meaningful relationship for just you and me
For having God's wondrous love is so pure
As a kitten whose constantly cleansing her sweet fur
Giving Love and understanding every day
Will keep us happy in a very special way!
I love you dear one, with all my soul
Let's live God's way as our goal!
By Angel Debbie
Divorce
Life so peaceful and calm
Life is great without dear old ___.
The stress is gone
Now, time for a brand new dawn.
Happiness is so immense, I can hardly believe
But yet it's so easy to conceive.
Weight has lifted off my shoulders
I'd swear I was carrying two great big boulders.
I can sleep better, I eat better, and blood pressure is down
I'm no longer the junk food and ice cream junkie clown!
I enjoy my friends with a pizza, soda and a movie
Isn't this just so super groovy!
Divorce was the best medicine for me
I love the freedom that's now in front of thee!
By Angel Debbie
Thinking
As I lay upon my soft fuzzy blanket, staring at the ceiling;
I see this picture of a man kneeling.
I ask what is your name? He softly replies
My name is _____, I'm just one of the guys.
I say to him, you're different in so many ways,
You got to believe me; I've watched you for days!
You're a grown man, not a little boy,
You bring about this wondrous joy.
Your talent runs deep within your soul,
If I ask everyone would they take a poll?
Question after question I would ask
They'd all wonder, why I would do such a task.
I would tell them, I would need to know,
As I want to help my man to grow.
To understand his life anew
So his heart wouldn't be so blue.
He's kind-hearted, gentle and sweet,
He's a man every woman would like to meet!
I hang on strong to the love I have for him,
I want this man to succeed, and always win.
He deserves this in everyway,
I pray this for man everyday.
Lord, give him strength to endure
All his thoughts that may be impure
Help him to freedom he deserves the best,
Put me through your every last test
To prove to him, he's the only one for me,
And will forever, that you will see.
I love this man with all my heart,
Let these feelings never part.
| Author Notes | I helped this man come to his knees and pray to the Lord for forgiveness of his thoughts of impurity and now he sees life in a whole new light! It was a long journey but he made it through. |
By Angel Debbie
Stress
No need to undress
Take my hand
I'll lead you into the Promised Land
God's promised land, of peace and tranquility
I'll teach his ways to the best of my ability
Follow me and you will see
The love that my God has given me
For I share more than you will ever know
This is how all my flowers do certainly grow
I nurture them everyday and night
Soon they grow to a beautiful sight
They spread their love by just being seen
Isn't God's love so very keen?
That can happen to you of coarse in time
Watch, learn and grow then watch God's love shine!
By Angel Debbie
Fall
As fall arrives and trees go dormant
Winter is right around the corner for our torment
Falling leaves of orange, green, yellow and brown
Bring in the children to play from all over town
Raking the leaves into great big piles
Watch as the children enjoy and see all the smiles.
Jumping in waist high in leaves
That have fallen from all our trees.
Diving head first to the freshly made pile of fun
Watch for the cars and children on the run.
Playtime lasts until the pile is a mess
This as a parent I do joyfully confess
My children had fun all day long
Now it's my turn to put the leaves back where they belong!
I piled them high after everyone went home to eat
Only to tire from my raking an exhausting feat!
Hurry city workers pick up these leaves
That have fallen again from all my trees.
For tomorrow will soon be here
For another day of children I fear.
Starting over on my pile of leaves
That have fallen again from my trees!
| Author Notes | My children loved playing in the leaves but my neighbors didn't like the mess afterwards. And I had to clean up and this is my short story of it. |
By Angel Debbie
To a special friend, that I love and adore
Even though he lives by the California shore.
Knowing that the weathers warm
I shouldn't cry or even mourn
For hearing the sound of your sweet voice
Makes me smile and sing with rejoice!
Missing your special smile and your beautiful long hair
Makes me wish I were surely there
Knowing you for so very long
Makes me glad we certainly got along
Special is my tender love for you
I know I won't certainly be blue
Writing letters, texting and telephone calls
Keeps us up to date on our rises and falls
If you're ever lonely and blue
Remember me, I love you
I'll be with you wherever you go
Just think of the great times that you loved so
Now to say good-bye
I hope I won't cry
Until next time, I hear from you
So I can say, "Hi how are you?"
So I'll keep in touch
Thank you so, so very much
For the great memories that we've had
I think of them when I'm sad.
Take care my dear friend
| Author Notes | Wrote this to my friend over 35 years ago and we are still friends to this day. With texting and cell phone usage. |
By Angel Debbie
A new beginning coming soon
Won't happen until Sunday noon.
The sun will shine and snow no more
Only to be ready for your next chore
Moving out on your own
It's not as easy as getting a loan
Moving box after box
You'd think you're an ox
Upstairs down stairs
Moving all your wares
Piling things here, piling things there
Pretty soon you'll start pulling hair
No! here, No! there, this first then that
Look out! Or I'm going to get you with my bat
Helper's don't listen to what you say
You're going to have a headache till next May
Moving continues slow and easy
It's nice outside, all sunny and breezy
Two hours later you finish up
But, you want to wash, this one last cup
Alas you're through!
You all sit down and have a brew
With all the exhaustion that you've had
All things went well even know you got mad
Thank you all
I'll give you a call
For we'll get together for a "Thank you" party
And I'll feed all of you very hearty!
| Author Notes | Hired inexperienced friends when moving had many problems. But still was happy that I got moved and had them all over for a cookout dispite everything that went wrong that day. As a thank you as I couldn't have done it alone! |
By Angel Debbie
The Importance of Touch
Starved for your very touch
I miss it so damn much
I love the passion you put across within the feel
To me it is such a show of love and affection what a deal
Just sliding your hands around my waist
Kissing with the tongues what a taste
Holding me tight like tomorrow will never come
May seem strange for others, but shows me that I'm loved a ton
I want your love and affections in all sorts of ways
It keeps me going through the roughest of days.
Communication and touch is the importance, of one's life
It washes away the troubles of ones hectic strife.
To know that you are loved in such away
Yearning for more of this love each and everyday.
I want to give you all the touch that I can
I want to show you that you are my real man
That I love you and want you to know
That my heart only yearns for you, as my love does grow.
So keep on touching me soft and gentle as can be
And I'll love you up every minute I'm free!
You and I deserve only the best
As God has put us through such a awful test
Now that we have passed with the flying colors of love
We can sit pretty in God's white clean glove!
| Author Notes | So many people are starved for passion of touch these days that it is so important to let your mate know that they are loved by a touch of some sort and not like our computer world--recordings. |
By Angel Debbie
The world is round
and not yet square
Challenge it if you dare!
By Angel Debbie
Uncertainty
Alone and Isolated from the world
My mind needs something swirled
Music without words gives way to thoughts unknown
Throws the mind out of whack and off the throne
I once was a King, giving to a Queen
Love is always but never seen
One day the bottle empties, not a drop left inside
I feel as though my insides have just died
The feelings of abyss have disappeared
Just as my loving thoughts have cleared
I don't know why I do this to my mate or myself
I put my feelings in a bottle on the shelf
Safe keeping away from hurt and pain
These items drive my mind just insane
I don't want or need hurt
But yet the bottle makes me a big flirt
Or if I drink too much I don't feel well
Then I sleep a lot, can you tell?
Boredom sets in the bottle looks good and tastes even better
I'm letting her control right down to the letter.
She loves me this I know,
I see her heart just love me so
How do I handle all that she gives, I'm not sure?
I wonder, and sometimes my mind is such a blur.
She understands me, and yet I'm confused
My mind is still confused and yet am I being used?
Or is it the other way around
Do I paint the town red for the answer to be found?
I'm not sure how I actually feel
And unfortunately this is a big deal.
By Angel Debbie
Addison and Grandma's Dolls
Grandma's Special dolls are three feet tall
And granddaughter Addison wants them all
Watching Addison with these dolls holding on tight
Is something to watch as she puts up a fight
Grandma's dolls being as tall as her
Addison wants them shrunk just like her dolls were
Addison named these dolls Sally and Joe
Grandma say's okay and that's their name so
They become what Addison wants them to be
She sings them little chants in her little voice of wee
She's my granddaughter and I love her so
Get to know her and watch her grow
Bigger than grandma's dolls of three feet tall
Then Addison can carry them around and have a ball.
| Author Notes | My granddaughter is only 2 years old and I have raggedy Ann and Andy dolls that are taller then her that she tries so hard to play with! |
By Angel Debbie
God Makes a Difference
When the hill you travel is too steep to walk
Rest for a minute and give God a talk
"Dear Lord God will you help carry me through?"
"Don't let me down Lord, I have faith in you."
When the read is hard to understand as a headache sets in
Asking God for relief is not a sin
For God will then secretly reveal onto you,
Headache relief leaving you less stressed, no longer blue.
And if the sidewalk needs shoveling, the yard needs a mow...
Pray to your Lord God, for more gitty up and go.
God helps us in so many different ways.
Just remember to give him all the thanks and praise...
For his helping you with completing your task!
Dread not all you had to do was ask.
Have faith in your Lord God, and you'll be surprised...
With how much you can accomplish with Him by your side.
By Angel Debbie
Lost My Wedding Ring
Grunt, grunt, moan, moan
Where's the darn telephone?
Climb over this, climb over that
Just to find our welcome mat
Company's coming I got to clean
Now it's not a real pretty scene
Picky are the relatives be
Got to make an impressive impression see!
I know, I'll bake a apple pie, coffee to drink
Awe crap my ring just fell in the fricken' sink
Down the garbage disposer, it just fell right in
I could hear it hit bottom what a sin!
I can't reach it my hand is to big
Got to look for the thing a ma jig
Long and slender with claw on the end
It can reach in there and also bend
Search and search and didn't find
I'm going out of my crazy little mind
Husbands coming what do I say
When he say's "Honey how was your day?"
Do I break down and cry?
Or do I say nothing until he asks why?
"Dear what's wrong, why do you look so afraid?"
Oh no, here it comes I'm going to get a failing grade!
I dropped my ring down the disposer and can't get it out
Oh God, here it comes he's going to shout!
"That ring is worth five thousand dollars and it's where,
In the disposer somewhere!"
"I guess we call a plumber to tear it apart...
I know the ring means a lot to you Sweetheart."
"I'm sorry Dear for yelling at you...
Accidents happen and I can see your blue."
"We'll get it back you wait and see...
I'll place it once again on your finger from me."
"I love you Dear and don't you fret...
My love you're guaranteed to always get!"
| Author Notes | Needed to clean the house for company was coming over and my wedding ring fell off in sink while I was making a bucket of water, oops down it went to the garbage disposer... |
By Angel Debbie
Bubbles, refreshing, tiny little bubbles
Watch as the bubbles float away your troubles
With every tiny little bubble you see
Floats higher and higher above the tree
How far will that bubble go?
Will that bubble pop, if so?
Will the troubles hidden deep inside
Come back to Earth and collide
With the one who sent them a way?
Or will they arrive some other day?
Bubble, Bubble toil of my trouble
Please God don't burst my bubble!
By Angel Debbie
Well Being
Are you being fair?
Do you really care?
Prevention
Is a Life extension
Live Life
Not strife
| Author Notes | Why fight life and all its sickness when we have so many medical break throughs to help make your life easier and healthier. |
By Angel Debbie
Miracles
Hang on to your dream hang on to your wish
As the two make a wonderful dish
A miracle you may say
Got to live God's way
Waiting and waiting
Only anticipating
The bringing of love and joy
Like a child getting a new toy
Miracles happen once in a lifetime like this
This would be something I would miss
Peace and serenity in my daily living
Helps me with my generous giving
Life is so easy when filled with love
Thank you Lord God from above
For your wonderful gift you have brought onto me
I'll cherish him forever you wait and see!
For as wonderful as my man maybe
He is the only one God hath chosen for me!!
By Angel Debbie
Seasons
Walking among the tree laden forest of fallen leaves
Such beauty and grace not everyone sees
Tree after tree little squirrels run up and down
They're having a field day just like a clown
Fall is here winter is around the corner
I'm going to be soon a inside mourner
As I dislike the cold winter breeze
And the bareness that is upon the trees
Snow, white will soon come gracefully down
From the heavens above for I shouldn't frown
God has made the seasons for us to enjoy
As though we were children playing with a toy
A different kind of toy, from spring, Summer, Winter and Fall
For every season someone is enjoying having a ball
From rain in the spring, making pretty flowers grow
To swimming in the summer, that our children love so
Only to lead us into the colorful fall
For the children to find leaf piles to have a ball
With winter skiing, skating and sledding ahead
Better get the flannel sheets out, for your bed
With the change of the season our bodies do adapt very well
Just look at the people during that season and you can tell
They are dressed for the season
And for the right reason
God wanted us to enjoy what he hath made
Now, lets all give Him the passing grade!
By Angel Debbie
Stress Relieved
When push comes to shove
I need to find my holy glove
Stress builds to point of boil
I slave, beg, barrow and toil
To make my life easier then the day before
Only to find out people at work only want more
Trying to rest and to relax
Only to receive a letter saying I owe the IRS tax!
Stress what a thing to have in ones life
Chaos, hardship and all the strife
Where's my holy glove?
Given me from my God above
I need this glove for it holds the key for my stressed out day
To which I pray with it on at the end, of everyday.
I ask the Lord my God to relieve my stress
For my workday that was such a mess
As the burden is lifted from my shoulders
Its as if I threw away big heavy boulders
Peace and tranquility, I feel deep down inside
Knowing I have my Lord God by my side
Now to rest my tired body and weary soul
Only to start tomorrow with a brand new goal
Thank You God for getting me through
As tomorrow's sunrise will be brand new
By Angel Debbie
Universal Love
Moon, sun and stars,
I've just seen the planet Mars.
Red as can be, you've just got to see,
The love and joy it brought to me.
Out from the depths of the dark, black hole,
I've emerged body and soul.
Pouring out my love that I can't stop.
I even smile at everyone as I shop.
As I look to the sky,
For the face of my loving guy
I see star after star,
Which reminds me he's a far.
As I gaze through a telescope
I dream with heavenly hope
Of a closer view of us two
Only to see two hearts so blue
That they want to be one but have to be two
Before their hearts can coo
For their future is not theirs to know
Now is the time for them to grow
Outside the bedroom door
where it'll grow stronger even more
Companionship and friendship flourish among the stars
Along with many planets such as Venus and Mars
For the elements of space have visions of beauty and grace
I dare not mess things up from out of their place.
For if perfect harmony of serenity and peace
If all were destroyed everything would cease
One step at a time when the conditions are right
We'll be on our loving flight
To explore the wondrous world of love of passion
In the old time fashion
The wait will be great
If we want the perfect mate
Then love will soar
Behind the bedroom door!
| Author Notes |
Heed this warning to help prevent AIDS and live in peace
Harmony, health, beauty and grace. Life???s to short the way it is. Please Help to prevent AIDS |
By Angel Debbie
Meaning of Christmas
Christmas time comes once a year,
We're so sorry we can't be near
We hope our poem sends you cheer
As we get closer to a brand new year!
Christmas is always full of joy and peace
All the smiles they sure do please
Christmas day we all do adore
It's a day that's certainly not a bore
Children's eyes so big and bright
All their cute smiles are out of sight!
Tearing open the special gifts for them
That the parents wrapped the night before only when
The children were snuggled soundly in their beds
So they wouldn't see their new toys or new threads
Only in anticipation for Christmas morn
When Baby Jesus Christ was born.
Amongst this day of food, gifts and fun
We should remember Jesus' life had just begun
So, unwrap all those gifts so gaily wrapped
For if one stubborn ribbon, your presents trapped
After all is said and done
Sing Happy Birthday to Jesus, God's little son
Love you all, Mom and Dad
By Angel Debbie
Taking a Walk
Walking outside on a clear cold night
You can see every little star in sight
I enjoy these brisk little walks
I wish I had someone along for little talks
No matter though, I'm not really alone any way
I have God by my side, night and day
I enjoy my little walk
Even when God doesn't talk
These walks give me something to do
Other than sit and stew...
By Angel Debbie
Allie
With pencils and colors in hand
Your drawings are just grand!
Vibrant colors you do very much like
Can you color Sponge Bob riding a bike?
Pretty shades of reds, greens and blue
Draw Noah's ark of animals two by two
You've drawn the sun, moon and stars
How about the solar system with the planet Mars?
Your figures are cute even the mute
Even the frog that played the flute!
Your imagination gets carried away
Drawing more and more every day
An Artist you have become like your Dad
For this don't give up cause you'll make him sad
He loves you following in his shoes with your art
As he believes you're really smart
Keep up the great work you do
Some day you may be rich and not so blue
For it only takes one great art piece from your own hand
To start a great career in an artists land!
Once found you're now in
From then on you'll always win
Your name will be small at first
But soon people will begin to thirst
For you're beautiful art to shine
Boy do I wish my art would do so fine!
| Author Notes |
I wrote this to my new Stepdaughter as an encouragement and support for her and her art. Her Dad is an artist also and really appreciates the art his children do.
Please note original art work still to come. Thank you for understanding. |
By Angel Debbie
Tears
The feeling of tears that will eventually take its toll
All deep within the human body and soul
Hungry for the love so hard to find
Finding that someone only to become so blind
Feeding, eating at ones pure heart of gold
Only to be told that their love is not to be sold
Missing something deep within and out of reach
Can't find it, too many grains of sand upon the beach
Life so delicate like fine lace made
Joining as one when sex is laid
No meaning, empty deep within the soul
Making that tear take its toll
By Angel Debbie
Family
What is a family bond?
It is people who are loving, caring, sharing and fond.
Each one so unique in there own special way
That is what makes up the love for the day
Is Life so hard to understand, yes! I say and do demand.
Let's take a walk together in a park, hold my hand
Man, woman and children around
They all can play on the merry go round
Life is like that merry go round
With its daily ups and downs
Children fight, yell and scream
This is a parent's very own nightmare dream
Children tease and condemn one another
Following the foot prints of their Father and Mother
Parents don't really understand
What their life teaches that children understand
Children pick and choose what's important to them
Only to use it later when they're bigger then
They will use it to their life's need
It's been planted from our parenting seed
You need to show love as love is taught
It is something that can't be bought
A hug, a kiss, a console when a nightmare is there
A pat on the back, a whisper I love you when in dispair.
A bandage for a banged up knee
A dry pair of under ware for an accidental pee
A "Why you look so glum? Please tell me
You got to show you care you see.
As that child does grow
A friend is what they are looking for so.
Parents want what's best for that child
Just so they don't run so wild
There comes a time when Mom and Dad don't chime
Children break off into another world of rhyme
They seek for who they are, and where they came
Using the parents teaching packed inside their brain
For inside their brain, their personal book taught by you
You'll soon know what you may have forgot to teach them too
What as a family you have grown to be
This you will graciously see
As your children leave your nest
To try their parental test
Of all that has been endured for the many years
Of all the laughter and all the tears.
Of all the fighting, yelling and screaming
Of a parents nightmares of daily dreaming.
This is a family on the merry go round
With more than enough love to go around!
By Angel Debbie
Faces
Faces with no eyes
Hiding in the skies
Clouds of imagination, by a child
Letting the little imagination just run wild
| Author Notes | My 4 year old drew these and I put the words to it for a little story for her. |
By Angel Debbie
A Mother's Love
Snow here, snow there
Oh my goodness what do I wear?
Do I wear this or do I wear that?
This coat? No, I think I look too fat
I want to be warm so I don't catch cold
I'll wear this maybe that way Mom won't scold.
Checklist time I see
Moms waiting there for me.
"Coat? Check, mittens? Check, hat? Check."
"Where's your boots!" Awe! Mom, what the heck?
I knew she would yell, at least I tried.
I put my boots on and Mom replied,
"Good girl, now you can go outside and play"
So, my Mom loves me, what can I say!
| Author Notes | Making sure my little one is properly dressed for playing outside in winter. |
By Angel Debbie
God's Sky of Surprises
Just Look to the sky
You won't believe your eye
Take a long look
God has surprises outside His book
Look at the vibrant colors, of the sky
Isn't it beautiful to your eye
Imagine seeing the clouds, shaped like a squirrel
How about a gracious turtle dove mural
Just look up and imagine what you can
Maybe it's God himself or just a plain old man
Whatever the case maybe
Bless God for what you see
God let's us imagine and dream
Something's are never what they may seem
Clouds changing always never slowing
Clouds certainly don't need a special showing
Just look to the clouds in the sky
Open your mind and freely fly
By Angel Debbie
Peace Ultimately Comes
Down through my life I knew
There couldn't be another you
Your touch so soft and tender to me
You're the only man for me you see
I yearn for your touch every day
Sometimes you're all that I think and say
Peace over whelms me to no end
God has sent you for my life's mend
He hath said this is the last one for you
For your next you'll be blue
Blue with death, you're coming with me
To see the tree of life, I'm giving thee
A life filled with all your hopes and dreams
That have passed you by and recorded on my reams
My reams are filled with your broken promises yet unfulfilled
Now to bring forth all that was willed
I give you all that you have deserved for many years gone by
Now please my dear don't you cry
For I God your Father you spoke of well
I'm going to take care of you well
Love my Dear is without any fear
Please now do shed your last tear
A tear of joy from your heart
And watch the beauty from it never part
For your pure heart of gold
Can never ever be again sold
You have been delivered to heaven at my door
You'll never have to do another chore
Yours is now mine and mine is now yours
Right down to the clouds we have for floors.
| Author Notes | God walks and talks to me about life now and then, in this poem he said I have my last man I'll ever have in my life until I die and after that He (God) will take over from there, I will have to look no further as I will be at peace. |
By Angel Debbie
Brandon Loads of Joy
Brandon a six-year old boy
He'll bring you a lot of joy
Loving his DS games a lot
Has grown quite a bit from being a tot!
Growing up as the only boy
Having only two sisters is such a joy!
Argues over who's number one with each game played
Dad says, "Settle down!" The argument just does fade
Crashing here, racing there
Sister saying "That's not fair!"
Starting the game over she does unannounced
Like a cat that just did a pounce
On his prey of oh yum, yum
Poor little Brandon goes why, how come?
Dinner rolls around, game is put away
Got to eat before you can play.
Sit down and enjoy the meal
Their family's time, what a deal!
Brandon sits as king of the table
Dad dishes out dinner, as he is able
"Now eat kids no fooling around,"
There's chatter from the kids all around
From Brandon's little out of know where remarks
Lights Dads heart up with lots of sparks
The love is there deep inside all the children
Give them time and we'll no when
The love will pop
And never stop
Trust will be gained
And will be hard to contain
But all in all
Let's all have a ball!
By Angel Debbie
Ashley
Ashley the oldest of three
Loves her books now you let her be
Loves her Dad that's easy to see
Knows in life nothings for free.
Mother-like she seems to be
Makes decisions just like me.
Plays with her brother and the DS9
Wants to be player one, to hear he brother whine.
Has no boyfriend and wonders why
Feels like a tomboy that has to sigh
Having the smarts and a pretty face
She's blessed with a lot of grace.
Ashley is a special kind of girl
It's just going to take some time for her heart to twirl
Boys aren't looking for brains these days
Ashley is now just is going through teenage phase
I'm not pretty and sometimes don't care
All I want is to be treated fair
Growing up as a teenage girl
Someday she'll send a males heart to whirl
For when the time is right she will know
But for now she will have to grow
This is Ashley, daughter of mine
My love her for is for all the time.
By Angel Debbie
Mating
Endless paths and river ways
Living through my yesterdays
What happened to the old fashion dating?
The friendship before the mating
The days of wine and roses are gone
Just jump in the sack, that's the new song
Old customs that once were
Are quickly fading, becoming a blur
Being friends is what life depends
After a while God does send
The gift of love for if it's true
For your boyfriend and you
Until that time
Your bells won't chime
Because only God will know
Who's the right one and so?
Take your time on dating
God will do the mating!
| Author Notes | Comparing now and then in dating styles |
By Angel Debbie
Winter's Snow
God's creation
White and clean
Natures
Sculpted Beauty
Snow
By Angel Debbie
People are Like Coins
Coins in our pockets are like people in our lives they come and go
Coins are spent on necessities we need to live and grow
But on the other hand people die and are gone from our life,
Whether it is a Mom, Dad, Sister, Brother, Husband or Wife.
People and coins share the same value in this world to any person
They either make life easier or make life drastically worsen
Pending on people or person you know
Are who can make your heart grow
Pending on the coins you have to spend
They buy the material items that you come to depend
So if neither coins nor people were on the Earth
No one would know what he or she'd worth
Isn't it funny how the coins in your pocket can jingle?
Isn't it funny just being at a party how you can mingle?
Coins and people both have heads and tails
When you loose either they both leave distinct trails
Just think the things you never thought
How both coins and people both can be bought
| Author Notes | A friend of mine passed away today and I needed change to make a call to send my condolences to family and this inspired me to write this unusual poem. Hope you enjoy. |
By Angel Debbie
Eye Candy
Butterflies floating free
Beauty you see?
Colors of red, yellow and gold
Globes of green and oh so bold
Joined together for an interesting array
Makes for a beautiful picture I say
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Take a look over my shoulder
God is saying, "Aren't they pretty?"
"You won't see this in your city!"
Once in heaven there will be beauty a bound
There will be harps and violins for sound
Candy for the eyes and ears
To erase and ease all your fears
For my home will be yours
All you will have to do is open the doors
To see all my wonderful things inside
That my love will no longer hide
Enjoy your peace and tranquility now that you are here
Remember though I will serve no beer
Enjoy until your hearts content
For this is my love, that was meant!
By Angel Debbie
Peace
Walking the road of hell looking for peace of mind
Life that is certainly one of a kind
Hang on strong
Until you know where you belong
God has helped in so many ways
He took my mind out from the haze
Giving me the good life, I so deserve.
I don't look back at that ugly curve.
That plagued my life for so many years
That brought on so many tears.
Those days are long gone
I do now know, where I belong
In God's light for all to see
I have the freedom to just be me!
| Author Notes | Written as though I was a troubled teen struggling to find my way. |
By Angel Debbie
How Natures Relates to Life
I believe in creation. Everything around us in nature mimics what we see and feel. What we undergo in life relates to how nature acts on our planet. So, I feel we are one with nature.
If I were to do a painting, I would do it something like this:
I would put the "Tree of Life" in the center to symbolize "Our Life".
In time, everything nature has given or thrown at our lives has a distinct similarity to how we live our lives.
I would have a split path representing the good life with God's way or bad the devil's evil ways. My paths would represent everyday stresses and hurdles life has for each to contend with.
Tragedy and Death in life would be represented on the left side.
Tornados and lightning would be representing the unpredictability as they bring destruction and suffering to our peaceful lives.
I would place snow along side a pathway that would represent being given the cold shoulder by people our in lives that don't understand us.
Hope and light would be represented on the right.
I would have a tide coming in representing hope for the positive we would want to happen in our lives.
I would have some clear skies and sunsets giving us hope to our life by showing off its rays of sunlight and soft warmth.
I would put the highest mountains in the background for us to climb to achieve goals in our life.
And last I would have mist as excitement in our life as it rolls across the surface of a lake never knowing what will be revealed once it has burned off.
Air, water, and the land are necessary nourishments in creating life
and all it's beauty.
Without these, Life would not exist.
| Author Notes | Now that the painting is through, I hope you can see the meaning as I have written. |
By Angel Debbie
The Path of Life
For each of us it's different.
For some it's straight and level
But for others it's windy and steep
But for most, it's neither
And yet, somehow, for some it's both.
Many side trails to branch off from
To cross, or even join in for a ways
The path grows wider
Wide enough for two or more to walk
Along side by side, sharing, caring,
Experiencing the new but ever old,
Seeing the same things perhaps in a
Different light yet enjoying them together
Our path joined hands
We laughed and played and grew older
During those brief times, our path was
Crossed by others, and joined also
And together we saw beauty,
Overcame fears and built new bridges.
Thus flows the path of life until the end.
On this the path of life
By Angel Debbie
May my Brother Paul in Christ, Rest in peace,
Now, that his newly fixed heart, did suddenly cease.
A kind and giving man he was for all who crossed his path.
Gave his given love away like God did, and not in wrath.
Purely and freely did he speak of the Lord.
Always leading with his humor, not by a sword.
Paul, will be missed by many who knew of him...
His battle for his new life, he just couldn't win.
The Lord said, "It's your time to come to me,
Your children will be safe if they believe in me."
"Paul you suffered way to much," The Lord, said onto him.
"Now it's your turn to finally have peace and solemnly win."
"Look around you Paul, for those who have been awaiting your arrival here."
"Your going to be surprised, please Paul, you have nothing to fear."
"I've taken good care of all those you loved and cherished all these years."
"Please Paul, wipe away all those crying tears."
"Have fun and reminisce with your Wife, Mom and your Dad."
"Up here there is no time to be so unpleasantly sad."
"Everything is yours for the using, doing or..."
"I know you need an Earthly door...
"To watch your friends and children below,
To watch and see how they get along and grow."
"They Love you Paul more than you will ever know."
"Send them a message and I'll make the wind blow."
"They will hear your message as clear as day...
Tell them you're with me and I'll be okay."
"Believe me Paul,
Then you can start to have a ball."
"I love you forever and ever in this lifetime endeavor."
"You'll soon realize that I am very cleaver!"
You have met your maker, your Lord God
| Author Notes | This story poem is dedicated to my Brother in Christ Paul and poet TT7Z on Fanstory who died October 20, 2010. He will be missed dearly by all. |
By Angel Debbie
Everyone tells me I'm loving and giving
And they want is all my forgiving!
What is wrong with me?
Why are men so afraid of me?
If I am so loving and giving,
Why am I miserably living?
I only give what the good book says to do.
I am a woman to man, I'm true.
I give all the love I know how.
I should be tipping my hat and bending to bow!
For the love I give, I don't get in return...
Oh my heartbreaks and it does churn.
For the warm touch of a human man;
Not the warm breeze of a summer fan.
Am I that bad to look at?
Am I that ugly and fat that I look like a river rat?
Men want to use me for my generosity...
And to peek their manly curiosity...
Of who I am and not deep down inside
This woman, then again cries...
"Why Lord can't they see?"
All I want is to be treated tenderly.
I want to cuddle and be touched.
This I yearn for oh, so very much...
I want them to talk to me I do have a voice.
Who knows they may learn something and rejoice!
I'm no dummy to this world!
Like a baton that is twirled
Love is there deep within my soul wanting out...
This only angers me and I want to shout...
God, "Why can't they see?"
"All I want is to be loved and touched tenderly?"
Men have tried and failed...
Now this woman feels so jailed.
Behind the bars she does sit
Biting her nails, saliva to spit!
To release this almighty grit, God hold out your hand and your catcher's mitt.
I need to release all this my anger with one spit.
Patience I need for the next new coming seed
I just hope and pray it will fill my need.
Just hold me Lord until this is all through
So my life will be back on track with you.
For now I am building you a pond filled with my tears.
That have been pent up for allot of years.
Send your boat when the time comes near,
So I may climb it ladders without a tear.
For then I'll know peace has returned,
And my loving life won't be burned.
For the water will stop and the boat will float...
The grass will green for the billy goat.
Plenty of green for miles can be seen.
I won't need my body and soul to be mean.
My heart will freely beat...
This will be a thankful treat!
For Your Love, has set thou free
Again, to just be me!
| Author Notes | Taking myself from Depression to Sanity with God's help. |
By Angel Debbie
Quiet Please!
I sit alone with computer at hand
I can at least turn the radio on to hear the band
As nighttime falls, everyone goes to sleep
Nothing else but the ticking clock, is making a peep
I think to myself as my life slowly ticks away
What am I going to do today?
I say, nothing to exciting, everyone's asleep
Can't make noise, or I'm the waking creep!
For if they awake to soon, before their beauty sleep sets in
God forbid, I'm in for the worse type of sin!
Grumpy People!
| Author Notes | Working third shift has its advantages and disadvantages and this is one of them I wanted to write about. Enjoy! |
By Angel Debbie
Robert Kocorowski
Romantic is he purely
Obedient and yet very
Brave to ravish his Angel
Enlightening her to no end.
Ravishing over and over so sweet and
Tender.
Kind are his words not
Overly, said but,
Caring...and not
Overly bearing is his
Ravishing Love
Over his Angel so
Warm and tender...feeling so
Secure and safe within her arms
Keeper of her pure love
Ideally now and always! Be Angels
By Angel Debbie
Oh, How Time Fly's or Does It?
Feeling like an idiot on this first day of May
Thought it was night, but it was actually day
It's close to seven thirty, time to get dressed, don't want to be late
Be on time the employer wants, I'm always on time and that is so great!
I make my lunch cause machines cost too much
Half the time they only have crap and such
I say, "Lets go we got to leave for work now."
"Why? It's only seven thirty AM," As the driver takes his bow.
"You're way off on your time,
What pill did you take this time?"
"Nothing, where did the time go?" I said,
"No where, you need to climb back into bed"
"You must have gotten out on the wrong side."
I was laughing so hard my eyes have tearfully cried.
To find out it was still morning, time didn't move
I got to get out of this crazy, goofy, silly, groove
I know I'm old and time flies by fast
But this is ridiculous this time it did certainly last!
Boy, am I glad it's morning and not really night
I'm not ready for the cruddy work tonight!
I got stuff to do around the house
And so do you, my sweet little mouse
Nighttime will come soon enough for going to work
Then it will be time to go wacky and berserk
| Author Notes | This is a true story, I actually thought it was nighttime as I work third shift and thought I lost 6 hours after being told It wasn't the time I thought it was. Enjoy my confusion with time. I sure did! |
By Angel Debbie
Wishes
As a child explores the outer world,
Have you ever seen a wish twirl?
A dandelion in its final days...
The puffy ball of seeds sets a child to a daze.
"Why does it do that, Mom," says the little voice next to me.
You make a wish then you blow it, and wait and see...
If your wish comes true...
"Mom, are you going to wish too?"
Sure, let's wish together; pick the biggest one for your wish.
Afterward we'll get some candy from Mom's favorite dish.
Blow hard and watch the little pieces of your wish blow away...
And just maybe that wish will come true someday.
"Mom, can I whisper to you my wish?"
Sure, my little Trish
"Mom, I wished for God to bring Daddy back home."
Honey child, God can't bring Daddy back, let's get the phone...
Call Grandpa and Grandma, maybe they will want a wish.
Here, as I promised, a candy from Mom's dish.
You're so sweet my little girl.
You give Mom's heart such a whirl.
My wish was to never stop loving you,
And to never loose your love too!
| Author Notes | This little girl lost her dad to a drunk driver and misses him. |
By Angel Debbie
Last Passion Kiss
As I float away in the passion of the kiss
Your sweet lips and tongue I sure would miss
Your kiss is so sensual, so passionate and free
Better hold me tight, kiss me then catch me
Your soft sucking of my tongue inside your mouth just turns me on
It sends me to the heavens and many moons beyond
The tingling it sends through my body I would miss if...
I lost the loving kiss you give me as your loving gift.
The light-headedness and feeling of falling
You won't catch me upset or bawling
Loving you as I do, I won't pretend
A fake Love I will not pretend to send
As I don't know how and never will
Until the day I die and they give me a pill
That puts me in a world of not my own
Better get ready for a burial loan
For my soul not my body will leave to be with God above
It will be placed in his eternal loving glove
Please kiss me one more time, be one with me
I'll be with you in spirit, bury me near a tree
So, I may show my passion and beauty for all to see
Why? Because, I'll end up being the next beautiful tree!
| Author Notes | This poem is about dying and receiving the last kiss and giving a dying wish of being buried near a tree so I can be re-incarnated as a beautiful tree in my next life on earth. |
By Angel Debbie
Now Look What We Did!
On this nice summer day
In the merry month of May
I lay naked upon my big bed,
All alone dreaming within my head;
What will it be like to make love again,
When two warm bodies join, and then?
I forgot it's been so darn long
I have forgot the love making song.
The touching, kissing, and caressing
This is what I've been certainly missing!
Sweet touchs and passionate kisses,
These are two very delectable dishes.
Touching ever so lightly, just a tickle away
Triggers me more to make me play.
Kisses go up and kisses go down
a lick of the tongue goes round and round.
Penis erect standing tall,
Got to make love before the fall.
Gently roll over, with him on top,
Enter me slowly and please don't stop.
Arousing pleasing
I begin squeezing
Hold on tight, don't let loose,
Or soon you'll have a wilted goose.
By Angel Debbie
I ask who are you in my looking glass?
"I'm you my pretty lass!"
"I've come to share our good will,
It's, so funny though we won't be getting a bill!"
But, Why may I ask?
"God wants us to live without a mask."
"He wants us to see how beautiful we are...
Even know we are wearing our unwanted scar."
But, we are ugly this is why we wear this mask.
"Tisk, tisk, God loves us, now just ask."
"People are cruel and don't understand this we know.
"But inside deep within ones heart is where all the knowledge does grow."
"Just look at yourself in this looking glass...
Look beyond the scars, you'll see a beautiful, bright, young Lass!"
"Who is knowledgeable, pretty, and has so much to give."
"Let her out to shine, she's got to live!"
"For I in here, in your looking glass, are you."
"Give me, and yourself a chance to coo."
"Many who believe in me your God may stare...
But yet many more will give you care."
"People are afraid of what they see and don't know,
They need to face the world so they can grow."
But God, I can't let go of my fears.
"My child, don't you fret dry your tears."
"I'll help you along the way...
We will take it day by day."
Thank you God, I believe in what you say,
I will spread your word everyday.
For you are my savior, my guiding light
I will smile, and do what is so right!
I will remove this ugly mask, and wear my scar
For with you in my life, I will go far.
Farther then I ever thought was possible...
Let those people talk and quibble.
For I am a beautiful being deep within this mortal soul.
Let my guiding light shine on every pole!
Let every man woman and child see me for who I am
For I am a beautiful child from God, whose name is Sam!
Thank you looking glass for opening up my eyes,
To the very bright and beautiful beauty above and beyond God's peaceful skies.
| Author Notes | This is a poem about a friend who was burned by fire and scared and felt she needed to wear a mask and one day God talked to her through her mirror and gave her confidence to remove the mask and face the world with dignity again. |
By Angel Debbie
Hey Buster, my pal, I'm trying to watch my TV show.
Quit snoring so loud, I can't hear, please go.
Beside you're to big, chairs to small,
Your beds over there, in the hall.
"I love you, too."
By Angel Debbie
Mom and Dad, Thank You
I love my dog, Spotty Bo
With two of us to love
Say thank you to God, above.
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