Tag: love
member name: sheila ~the hapless housewife~ j.
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February 26, 2008 02:52 PM EST --
(republished)
My daughter took my ice cream.
Fifteen minutes ago, the ice cream truck trundled by, playing its pied piper melody. My 4 year old little girl hollered . . .
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September 29, 2008 11:50 AM EDT --
(This is not a sad poem; it is about my love for my husband, and even though I miss him, our love was and is always joyous.)
Love, I met you
so unexpected
. . .
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December 08, 2008 03:47 PM EST --
The tree is up and softly lit
The chair is empty where you used to sit
Your stocking is hung upon the wall
But you're not here for me to wake and call.
A household . . .
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May 16, 2008 11:47 AM EDT --
I donated my hair to Locks of Love today. They make wigs for children with cancer or other diseases that causes them to lose theirs. My hair was almost to my waist, and they took off over . . .
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August 25, 2008 08:05 PM EDT --
How am I going to do without him? My 10 year old daughter has to go on without her daddy. He died yesterday the 24th of a massive heart attack. His funeral is Wednesday. I don't think I can stand . . .
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August 27, 2008 08:27 AM EDT --
Thank you all for the support and the kind thoughts, it means alot to me. My husband's funeral is today at 2:00. I'm just taking the days minute by minute, and trying to stay strong for my daughter . . .
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August 29, 2008 06:15 PM EDT --
I'll be off and on here a little bit, I don't feel much like gathering, but the house is so empty feeling that I'm trying to stay busy. My stepdaughter went back home today, so it's just . . .
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September 01, 2008 08:59 AM EDT --
This actually happened last thursday, but I was not up to posting it.
Everyone had left after my husband's funeral Wednesday, so on thursday it was just me, my daughter and my stepdaughter. . . .
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September 03, 2008 06:45 AM EDT --
First, I want to thank all my friends on here. All the emails, pings, and comments of support has helped me alot.
It's hard to comprehend that it has already been over a week since my . . .
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February 21, 2007 09:28 PM EST --
Which is her? Which is me?
A mirror image for all to see
One is perfect, no thoughts or fears
The other is used to shedding tears
One has never had heartache or pain
The other waits for hurt to gain. . . .
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October 01, 2008 04:58 PM EDT --
Tiffany, his firstborn girl
his pride and joy complete
the beginning of a father's world
with a love held, oh so sweet.
Brittney, the one who followed true
who brought him . . .
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February 17, 2007 05:52 PM EST --
(I wrote this in July 2002 for a little girl in the news, Samantha Runnion. Her story broke my heart and I cried for a week. I didn't know her, but she was close to the same age as . . .
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February 17, 2008 10:38 AM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
Mommy, why is the sky so blue?
Why do I look like you?
Why are you really tall?
Why am I just so small?
Why can't any dogs talk? . . .
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February 21, 2008 05:33 PM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my poems)
"Mommy! Monster!" my baby wails
And into his room I quickly sail
I pick him up and hold him close
His monsters are real, I . . .
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March 13, 2008 06:33 AM EDT --
(republished)
Mama told me
keep away
He'll never stay
He'll walk out on you.
Mama told me
he's not your kind
he'll cross the line
he'll bring . . .
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August 09, 2008 02:32 PM EDT --
We've been married twelve years today, and boy, at times it was hard! The love was there and the determination not to give up when things got difficult, so we made it through. Now, we . . .
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December 24, 2008 08:49 AM EST --
When my hubby and I married 12 years ago, we got married in a little store front church. I should have known that anything we tried to do wouldn't turn out simple LOL. We were just that kind of couple. . . .
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March 22, 2008 02:34 PM EDT --
Candlelight
shimmers
flickering shadows
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April 18, 2009 06:18 PM EDT --
This is in honor of my husband's birthday tomorrow. If he were still alive, he would be 51.
It would have been your birthday
It would have been your night
But you're . . .
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February 11, 2008 08:21 AM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems) (This poem is about the chihuahua I had growing up, we raised her on a bottle when she 3 weeks old and her mom died)
Two eyes peeping under . . .
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