The sound of new life
A cry of such beauty
The miracle unfolds
She comes with 10 tiny toes
Blessing beyond compare
In a moment she is there
Taking my heart with her precious stare
Looking into our little wonder
That day so long ago
Our consecration of our love
Watching her grow from baby to child
From child to adolescent
Today she becomes an adult
From that first cry to her laughter so coy
She will always be her father’s pride and joy
Happy 18th Birthday Brianna….
Hello out there just wanted t say hello and let you know that I’m currently having to sit on the sidelines for a little while. I just had surgery on my right shoulder, had my rotator cuff repaired, had my bicep muscle moved and reattached and finally had part of my shoulder bone shaved back. I’m having to do everything left handed which has been an adventure in itself. Never realized how hard it is putting on your socks with one hand. Writing this has been an adventure. I will try to keep on reading and following your blogs as best I can. Thank you and God bless you all.
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I think the most beautiful words are those with no equivalent. I never truly understood meaning of the word until I met him. I never truly understood feelings that one word could grasp. Saudade is a Portuguese expression that is almost untranslatable. The best way to describe it is: the presence of absence. It is […]
Listening to sappy love songs on the radio
Songs showing how love could grow
From being there for you from Bon Jovi
How I remember you from Skid Row
When you don’t know what you got til it’s gone from Cinderella
Being in Heaven on a Warrant
We would fly to the angels with Slaughter
Remembering how when I see you smile in Bad English
Then we would want to know what love is belted out by a Foreigner
Thinking of home sweet home with those bad boys Motley Crue
Because love bites by that Def Leppard
How we can’t fight this feeling on the road with REO Speedwagon
Wanting to know is this love slithered out by Whitesnake
Cause every rose has its thorn dripping with Poison
Finally there is no one like you stinging us by the Scorpions
So much love on the radio’s back then as we use to cruise the streets
Arm around our girl with love pouring out of in those power ballads
How I miss those times, but those songs will always ride with us
We could never get taking high enough in love with those Damn Yankees
Inspired by listening to those great Power Ballads of the 80s
I was blessed to find a love so rare
She was an answer to all my prayers
Above all others she’s the one
Unfortunately, my actions almost made it come undone
An angel from heaven was she
Our love was always meant to be
So, entrusted from God from the start
I was to always be the keeper of her heart
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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2019/04/01/april-writing-prompts-2/
Outside his window the world goes by
Lost in the confusion he wonders why
The sound of a train and its sorrowful horn
Brings within a saddening scorn
Cars drive by with a roaring sound
Unable to move he cannot be found
Within his prison he sits in pity
While outside his window the cries of the sounds of the city
Trapped by his unraveling mind
Its only a matter of time
Soon the world will be nothing but silence
At the end of his defiance
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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2019/04/01/april-writing-prompts-2/
Once upon a time
He was the keeper of her heart
Held tightly at the start
Eventually that heart did stray
And now it has gone away
Taking it for granted was his crime
Now alone he will spend his time
For he is no longer the keeper of her heart
And now they are apart
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Prompt from: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2019/04/01/april-writing-prompts-2/
Lyrics;
I’ve given up
On society
Up on my family
Up on your social disease
I’ve given up
On the industry
Up on democracy
Done with all your hypocrisy
All of the chaos
And all of the lies
I hate it
I’m wasting here
Can anyone wash it all away
I’m waiting here
For anyone to wash it all away
Wash it all away
I’ve given up
On the media
Feeds my hysteria
Sick of living down on my knees
I’ve given up
On morality
Feeds my brutality
Fuck what you think about me
All of the chaos
And all of the lies
I hate it
I’m wasting here
Can anyone wash it all away
I’m waiting here
For anyone to wash it all away
Wash it all away
I won’t change for you
And I can’t take the pain
There’s nothing you can do
And there’s nothing you can say
I’ve given up
On everything
Up on everything
Up on everything
I’m wasting here
Can anyone wash it all away
I’m waiting here
For anyone to wash it all away
Wash it all away
I’m wasting here
With everyone just wash it all away
I’m waiting here
For anyone to wash it all away
Wash it all away
Wash it all away
On a night much stormier than this
Came a cry from out of the mist
A blood curling cry did pierce the night
It startled me with such a fright
What could bring such dread
Was it a monster or the walking dead
I ran to see what caused such a stir
Nothing but a blur
What caused this shrill from my friend Beth
But having a project due and getting the blue screen of death
Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2019/04/01/april-writing-prompts-2/
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Reach out talk to your brother or your sister who you served with, it will make a difference. We all suffer, but know you can reach out. 22 a day is 22 to many. 
A Soldier's Walk 