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 A voice from the past
 


Somewhere in the caverns of my mind a memory
Clings to my thoughts and reawakes past days
Were as a child my thinking was what I knew
And thought that dad was normal in his ways

I can’t remember him hugging me when I hurt
And when I excelled at anything I was always less
Than what he had expected of me and he bragged
When he was young his parents he would impress

And when I was troubled and my heart ached so
There was no consoling in my fathers heart
He’d remind me to be strong and learn to face
My troubles head on and play the tough guy part

So what did I learn from my father who surely was
A man who didn’t seem to care or love his son
And was the voice I heard in my head that cursed
And forced me not to cry when hurt was done

I learned that fathers should be kind in heart
And love their children with fullness of devotion
To kiss and hug them when they were being good
And let them cry when they’re caught up in emotion

And remind them every day that their father cares
And wants the very best for them in all the days
So in the times where it counted most to the child
They could count on their father for love and praise

The voice from the past sometimes fills my mind again
With the harsh reality of improper parenting ways
And I cast it out and replace it with feelings of love
Fulfilled for my children in all their coming days

Posted by Raven at 3:38 PM - 6 Comments   Add a Comment  
 

 100 things
 

I thought, as I was reading the 100 things on someones blog in order to get a better picture of who the person was, that I would try to get you to post as a comment the one thing out of the hundred you would want the world to know about you.

I think mine would be "I love to write"

How about you?????

Posted by Raven at 7:44 PM - 9 Comments   Add a Comment  
 

 Strength
 




I stood there on the edge of night
and watched the morning breaking light
In crescent beams across the glen
where angels tread; in softly moving wisps

I listened to the echo of the nightingales
And in the morning stillness
I reached out to touch the sound of love
which rang from their golden melodies

Perched upon the blue of morning sky
the heaven's ball of fire that wakes the dawn
Warmed me in my inner self and left me with
a glow, a glow I felt in the depth of my soul

Walking through the meadow I could feel
the sparkling dew on grasses round my feet
The crispness of the morning air that capped my face
was clean and fresh and full of grace

My mind left me for a while to wander in the clouds
where God dwells - - and He gently touched me
in my thoughts and gave me strength
to face the coming of the day.
Posted by Raven at 1:51 AM - 5 Comments   Add a Comment  
 

 Sunrise
 

In the gradual change from starlight to the dawn
The bleak of night gives way to sunlit horizon

Along that sunlit edge the fading purple hues
Change so very slowly to daylight's brightest blues

Long morning shadows fall and daylight creatures wake
To dazzling dawning sky that fills the view we take

We take each day for granted that sunrise will be there
To take away the darkness and start each day with flair

So in the dark we sit and think about our sorrows
Looking forward to the change that fits our tomorrows

While the sunrise begins to fill the coming of our day
We strive to make our mistaken past somehow go away

Optimism fills our hearts and minds and gives us peace
And we know at the sunrise our past we must release
Posted by Raven at 8:31 PM - 4 Comments   Add a Comment  
 
 'Twas the night before blogging
 

'Twas the night before blogging and all through the house
The only creature that was stirring was a wireless mouse

The windows two thousand on a web site hummed along
Helping the I Pod that was loading my old favorite song

The children were sleeping so quiet in their beds
While dreams of an X Box danced in their heads

When all of a sudden I heard such a terrible clatter
And sprang to my feet to see what was the matter

The hard drive was spinning and grinding away
So I needed a repair man to come right away

So I jumped on the blog and signed into the chat
To see if I could find where the repairmen were at

It was just about midnight when I connected with him
And he told me that the chance he would come was slim

I cajoled and begged and said I needed him right now
And told him that he should try to help me some how

I never found out what his answer was that terrible night
Because the hard drive crashed as I was about to write

My address and phone number and how to get to my house
Where not a creature was stirring not even the mouse.
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