Always Yours by Terrie*

I see hope in my dreams
when I think of your LOVE
YOU touched the heart of my soul .
Yesterday my heart breathed
and was beating for only me
TODAY you blessed my life .
every TOMORROW our love
grows more AND more
together our hearts
will ALWAYS
beat and breath
for you and me
together
as one
heart

Martin Vann (63.185.64.195) -- Tuesday, August 31 2004, 06:05 pm

I See Hope, In My Dreams, My Child, Plays With God
Terrie:

Do you know, what roller blades are, if, not look up and and you will see, these frisky, little angels, wings, behind their backs, head bent down, as they say to the rest of the angels, come on, I'm way a head of you, and the leading angel, she leads all the rest as she roller-blades down a moon lite beam, a beam that was once an earthly child, but, God called this child home. Yes her parents cried, then, when they look up and see, angels roller-bladeing on her moon light beam, they know, their child is having fun, taken from one world, that never last for long and now, this child, is a moon beam, angels laugh and play upon her moon-beam, I kind of like that!

Yes, this is a little crazy, yet, if, I can't have you in this life, my child, I look up at all the children, and laugh at all the fun they are having. Guess my point is, dreames do come true, look at all the children, roller-bladeing on your childrens' moon-light beam.

Love the poem, it is to me an open door, and I steped right in, with, the above reply, and I'm sure, you know what I mean about all the little children, who become a moon-light beam, and play with the other angels as they scream in laughter, and thank their God as do you and I, we can hear their laughter, our children are playing, on God's play ground, Life is good, even when you lose a child, for now you know, where they go, not far away, but high enough, your heart must look up past it's pain, and see, your children play, on God's play-ground.

MV

Megan (205.188.116.130) -- Tuesday, August 31 2004, 11:47 pm

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i don't think i have ever been in real love, or a love that was not dysfunction, but what you have described sounds like perfection. good job.
-meg-

Terrie* (65.148.213.72) -- Wednesday, September 1 2004, 01:17 am

Meg, don't give up on love, don't give up on Go
i overlooked love twice..the perfect love will find you,i'm on my second round very intoxicating, and i'm not speaking alcohol i gave up on love when my first love died..but God placed a stranger into my life,i'm not perfect i'm no beauty, and i'm certainly no saint..but my man of perfection accepted me and my children...what more can a girl ask for?

Terrie* (65.148.213.72) -- Wednesday, September 1 2004, 01:26 am

Martin, yes i know exactly what you mean....
ah chux.. there i go...but then you know me(sniff...sniff..) my tears escape me, i am so honored that you remember........and i'm soooo touched that you see what lies in front of your vision...my angels thank you....But then you already know........

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