Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain!

Sunday, August 13, 2006


The ghosts of the past come upon me,
Bringing thoughts of those who once loved me,
Their smiles and voices resonate in my head
Bringing warm thoughts and feelings into my heart.

Awoken now, the visions fading....
My heart yearning to hold onto the feelings
That arise when "they" visit me in my dreams....
They were taken away from me.....too young,

One, too early, before I had a chance
To grow up and show what kind of person I've become
The other...still too early, before I had a chance to make amends.

Dad and Bill, my brother.........wish we could rewind the movie.



Just D said...

Hugs Girlfriend.

MyHeartHurts said...

Hugs and Hugs! Wishing you better than well.

Bikerbabenj said...

((((((Odat))))))) and prayers

Odat said...

thanks!!!!! :-)