LETTING GO TAKES LOVE
To let go does not mean to stop caring,
it means I can't do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off,
it's the realization I can't control another.
To let go is not to enable,
but allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means
the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try to change or blame another,
it's to make the most of myself.
To let go is not to care for,
but to care about.
To let go is not to fix,
but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,
but to allow others to affect their destinies.
To let go is not to be protective,
it's to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny,
but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold or argue,
but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.
To let go is not to criticize or regulate anybody,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for the future.
To let go is to fear less and love more
and
To let go and to let God, is to find peace !
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
BEACH
One of my favorite places to be is the beach, since I have moved back to California I have been to the beach 10 times in a year, can we say "ADDICTION"
I love taking Kalala there because it is such a peaceful and calming place. To listen to the waves rushing in and leaving, almost hypnotic
I love taking Kalala there because it is such a peaceful and calming place. To listen to the waves rushing in and leaving, almost hypnotic
Gone
I am not sure when I wrote this one
I see you smile & I am at peace
But the peace is short lived
I turn away & you are gone
The days pass much more quickly
Time flies by without notice
I only have time to blink and then you are gone
Sleep is restless yet,
My dreams always keep you close
I wake in the morn & you are gone
If time was kind
You would be mine for eternity
It is not and you are gone!
SOLDIER
Wind blowing through the trees
On a cold moonless night
A woman peeps through the window
Not knowing what she'll find
Lights coming toward the house
Her heart skips a single beat
A soldier at the door begins to speak
Sad, tragic news he's come to bear
He tells of a man who fought bravely by his side
And of a country's unfortunate loss
He hands her the medals
Along with a letter folded tight
Trembling with fear she hesitates the choice
She slowly takes the gifts
Tears streaming down her face
Air is scarce
He thanks her kindly
For the man she raised
Then leaves in haste to hide his own pain
The letter is so simple
Mom I'll love you till the end
I am sorry for the pain I caused
The choice was right for me
Please understand my decision
And always remember
I loved you till the end
I wrote this poem 7/15/05, I was working for a collection agency at the time. It came to me while I was on a phone call. I have attempted to write poetry since but have not done a very good job, I stop before I start.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
POEM
Beauty in her eyes
Smile to melt away frustration
Hugs to calm a worried heart
Kisses to show her unconditional LOVE
Laughter to fill the air with JOY
Kalala my daughter I love you
Smile to melt away frustration
Hugs to calm a worried heart
Kisses to show her unconditional LOVE
Laughter to fill the air with JOY
Kalala my daughter I love you
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Water
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