A collection of writings about lifes whimsical twists and turns……………… by: Earnest Gene Lawrence Jr.
We were so young and so out of touch. Remember the words,”You are to young?” How about, “It’ll never last!” How about, “There’s no talking to you!” I remember them. Oh the nay-sayers were out in full force. Well to all of the nay-sayers do you remember me sayin,
“I don’t care! I love her!”
With Sung Lyrics
To the ones who suffer from Alzheimer’s and the families that have to deal with a forgotten reality. Living each day for that one moment of clarity is a daily routine for so many unsung heroes. Thier lives captured in the crevices of a mind that is lost and trying to find its way back. All they long for is one simple moment,
One simple I love you
He stands at her bedside, just brushing her hair
As she looks out the window, with a lonely lost stare
He reads her his bible, as she holds his hand
And he prays to his maker, help me understand
Every day he gets there, before she awakes
And he makes sure her photos, well they’re perfectly straight Continue Reading………..
To the ones who suffer from Alzheimer’s and the families that have to deal with a forgotten reality. Living each day for that one moment of clarity is a daily routine for so many unsung heroes. Thier lives captured in the crevices of a mind that is lost and trying to find its way back. All they long for is one simple moment,
One simple I love you
He stands at her bedside, just brushing her hair
As she looks out the window, with a lonely lost stare
He reads her his bible, as she holds his hand
And he prays to his maker, please help me understand
Every day he gets there, before she awakes
And he makes sure her photos, are perfectly straight
At night she is sleeping, before he will leave
As he kisses her lips, and sends God his plea
Lord I hope she’s not lonely, in this world of hers
And I pray she’s as happy, as we both once were
God I know you are with her, and holding her hand
And he cries as he straightens, her gold wedding band
She drinks whiskey for breakfast, and he’s never noticed He kisses her cheek, as he runs out the door He’s gone for a week, and she’s left there crying For the man that she loves, and a love that’s gone wrong
She cries for her lover, her friend, and her husband She cries for the memories, that have faded in time She cries as she sleeps, with no one beside her And that no one will notice, the tears left behind
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Not many things can make you feel special. However, your horse will. They can make you laugh and make you cry. They are always willing to nudge you in the right direction even if you don’t know what direction that is. When you put your head to theirs and look into their eyes, you know that there is a God and he is good.
For my horse loving friends
No Regrets
When my father passed away at such a young age I was devastated. He had several strokes years before and had just worn himself out. He was ready to go home to be with God. I found out about him losing his battle here on earth as I disembarked from a cruise that I had taken with my wife. I got a call in the port that told me his life was coming to an end. I did not make it home in time to say goodbye. However every visit before that I would kiss him and tell him that I loved him. We would talk and we would laugh. My daddy knew how much I loved him and I knew how much he loved me.
I had written this after the death of my father in 2008. I was reminded of it when a dear friend lost her grandmother yesterday so I brought it out. After rereading it I realized that this could actually help others the way that it helped me. I hope that it does.
There are no regrets here
I do not grieve for the dead and departed
I grieve for the conversations never started
I grieve for the missed hugs and missed kisses
For the family gatherings at Thanksgiving and Christmas
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