Posts tagged ‘love’

Her Wedding Band

Her Wedding Band

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

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Washed Away

As I walk, (as I walk), towards the water’s edge

I will sing, (I will sing), of his graciousness

Follow me, (follow me), let me lead the way

Where all our sins will be washed away

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Washed away, (washed away), Washed away, (washed away)

All our sins will be washed away

Joining Jesus in the river, on this blessed day

Where all our sins will be washed away

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Ashes to Ashes

Ashes to Ashes

The fight came from nowhere.  Words were said that should not have been.  Feelings tossed out like the trash.  Raw nerves grinded like coffee until there is no feeling.  Bruised, bleeding, alone, and crying in the corner.  Never again are the words that are there, but not out loud.  Self-healing bones and long sleeve shirts hide the damage.  At some point something snaps and clarity sets in.  There is an end to the madness,

Yes, there is an end.

It is not so easy to see

Which of the limbs have been broken

Or to know when the roots became visible to all

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My Time of Peace

My Time of Peace

All things must die.  However all things have the opportunity to live forever.  Death is but a gateway to memories and monumental discoveries.  It is hard to let go but just imagine the joy that your loved one is experiencing.  Life is short but an eternity with the ones that you love in the arms of God is going to be amazing.  That will be,

my time of peace.

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The Tears Left Behind

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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The Keys to My Heart

The Keys to my Heart

The cheating and lying can only be masked for so long before the nerves are exposed and blood starts to pour. Vengence is brutal at the hands of a scorned woman. It is even worse when there are two.

All my friends said you were special

When you came strolling through the doors

Jeans and t-shirt clinging to you

Leaving me wishing I saw more

 

Your love has pulled me round in circles

Seems there’s no ending to the pain

Our first time it seemed so special

Until you called out her name

 

You’ve lost the keys to my heart

You left them lying in her bed

You’ve had me crying from the start

And I’m the fool that played the part

You’ve lost the keys to my heart

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My Friend

My Friend

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

Fall

Fall

Fall

When your surroundings bring to life the past you get a chill.  Sometimes you cry.  Sometimes you laugh.  However the feelings are real and the reasons for the feelings couldn’t come at a worse time.

The heart remembers 

The leaves fall around me and I cry

Their sharp edges cut my skin

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Waiting

Waiting

Patience is definitely not your best suit.  Why are you waiting for them?  What could you possibly see that would make you think that passing by all other opportunities put in front of you makes sense?  Was it that special?  was it that special for both of you, or just you?  Do they know that you are waiting?  Do they care?  How do you know?  They don’t talk to you.  They don’t acknowledge you.  Maybe you need to take a deeper look at the reasons you are waiting.

No thank you, I’ll wait

The hardest thing you’ve ever had to do is wait

Waiting for the unknown, the maybe, the maybe not

Controlling the anxiousness that will inevitably be there

Understanding the reasons behind what has to be done

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Changing

Changing

All things in life can change unexpectedly.  Without notice you could lose your job, home, car, or family.  Some people move from relationship to relationship with little to no problems at all.  Others are not so lucky.  The pain and torment of losing a part of their life cannot be easily calmed.  The hurt runs so deep that the wounds never heal.  They keep hoping for a change that never comes.

Change happens in the blink of an eye

Love, a pain like no other

Taking a chance means making a cut

A small incision, just enough

To bleed out slowly, over time

Dying a slow death, but oh so painful

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