Onward and upward, on this journey I stroll Away from this pain that’s taking its toll. On this journey I go being mindful and cautious Every where I go, I do it for us. Being mindful and cautious, Away from the pain, I do it for us. Onward and upward.

We were young; we were restless. We were a couple of whirlwinds. I remember. We played together; we hurt together; We were the best of friends. I remember. We dared each other; We laughed with each other. I remember. We were the class clowns; Witty beyond measure. I remember. We helped each other in times of trouble, sometimes into trouble; And we laughed about it later. I remember. We were friends forever, until the very end; For you it was too soon;...

I wrote this poem, ehhh, in 97-98(?)....(give ot take). It was when i went through a spell (right word?) of depression. It was pretty much how i felt. I have revised just a bit. Inside myself I look, seeing a person I barely recognize, angry, depressed, useless. My parents are fighting, the battle that I claim, dark shadows lurking, emotions raging, failing, drowning, dying. No use in breathing, no use in living, emotions fulfilled, now cascading, I must leave, must...

I'm shopping for love, that I can't seem to find, one to love,forever mine. Searching,looking, hoping, waiting, so long... I think i saw her, I think Ive found her, my soul mate to be, sweet as a honey bee, brown sugar hair, sweet molasses eyes...a smile that brightens the sky. What a bargain!

Inside myself I look, seeing a person I barely recognize, angry, depressed, useless. My parents are fighting, the battle that I claim, dark shadows lurking, emotions raging, failing, drowning, dying. No use in breathing, no use in living, emotions fulfilled, now cascading, I must leave, must go away Fading, darkness, nothing, gone.

GRANDMOTHER Grand elegance shields pain. Reading me stories, I fall asleep in her lap. Another visit filled with memories. National fame for this painter, No way! Disease plagued, she shows no sign. Many beloved and beloved alike. Over done cookies, ruined? No, Yum! Tasks at hand, done quietly. Hugs and Kisses all around. Earthly mortal, fading light, Newborn Angel, Heavens delight. Rest in peace. (Dedicated to my Grandma Mary Lou who died in 1...