"Poem's From Deep Within"
"When It's Time"
The street above is oh so long,
with a heart that's oh so strong.
It's tough to see the end ahead,
but it's not hard to see the path he leads.
When he comes to get us all,
he seems to always greet us all.
with a warm touch of his hand,
he leads us all, hand and hand.
(Rebechah Jeannette Ward, 13 yrs old, Subtle_oldman's grandaughter)
"Little Lady"
Her laugh is so long and loud,
Her smile is always seen through a crowd:
When she get's in trouble, she always frowns,
but you can bet, she's never down.
All the time she's learning in school,
she learns things that are so cool.
Everyone to give her a kiss,
so yes, you can say, she's my sis!
"to my sis Makaylah"
(Rebechah Jeannette Ward,13 yrs old, Subtle_oldman's grandaughter)
"If I Could"
If I could catch a rainbow,
I would do it just for you,
And share with you it's beauty,
On the days your feeling blue.
If I could build a mountain,
you could call your very own,
A place to find serenity,
A place to be alone.
If I could take your troubles,
I would toss them in the sea,
But all these things,
I'm finding are impossible for me.
I cannot build a mountain,
or catch a rainbow fair,
but let me be what I know best,
"A friend thats always there!"
(Subtle_L_Fawn)
"A whisper"
whisper...ever so gently, so know one can hear a word.
never hitting but one chord.
the heart beat of a baby, soothed by your very touch.
never knowing you'd care so much.
nothing being said, not ever a word.
whisper...so gently, so no one can hear you say...
in hoping God...would hear you pray.
your touch is not enough, to save your us you precious love...
Thoughts of life are in the hands of above, But is that ever the only way?
whispers turns to cries, do you hear me crying?
Everything around you is dying...
even your little light of hope, for there is nothing you can do...
to change the path which now is due...
Not to say that you've stopped trying.
whisper.. turns to thought...
for the present I have got.
so sweet and so young,
her life has just begun.
to be able to cope or not...
Whisper to me gently...the words so ever soft,
to sooth the very soul, that wants to go aloft.
for the laughter shared by others, is in her very soul.
she concured her very special little goal,
to whisper oh so very soft...
Whisper ever so loudly...to see her special world,
not even her whispers walk in this very world,
for everyone she meets,
with open arms, she oh so greets.
she's never forgotten, an angel in this world...
(Subtle_L_Fawn)
"Footsteps"
I've walked in the footsteps of love,
and seen the flight of a dove.
did you ever see such a beautiful thing,
or ears get a funny little ring,
when you're in the arms of your love?
I've walked in the footsteps of life,
met very obstacle in strife,
What does this road have in stored,
never ever being bored,
when you walk the path of life.
I've walk in the footsteps of anger,
met up with real danger,
Do you ever really get free?
or does it push you up a tree,
when you feel the rage of anger.
I've walked the footsteps of hunger,
the emptiness that ever so lingered,
Does love really last forever,
or was it that it was never,
when you feel the hurt that goes with hunger.
I've walked the footsteps of wisdom,
that shines through out this kingdom.
Does your heart always choose the ways of the wise,
or is it that feeling somtimes confuses the eyes,
when you know the thought is random.
I've walked the footsteps of confusion,
which was a very big lesson,
for things arent as they appear,
even the things you hold very dear,
when you open the doors of confusion.
I've walked the footsteps of beauty,
that holds up to any duty,
which the heart holds very dear,
for things are more real than they appear,
when you open your eyes to real beauty.
I've walked the footsteps of hope,
which gives me the strenghth to cope,
so many thoughts that are enlightening,
and the soul is just brightening,
when you stay in the shaddows of hope.
I've walked the footsteps of fear,
trying to listen to all that you hear,
for the fear that lives in this life,
can cut through pain like a knife,
when you give into the reality of fear.
(Subtle_L_Fawn)
"How To Say I Love You"
There are so many ways to say I love you,
If i can have the chance to show you I love you,
I'd spend the days just to show you I care,
If I could be like that, to show you I dare.
For love is all around you...
Tell me love is just a word that is just spoken,
And I'll show you love without A word spoken,
For meanings are stronger than words can ever be,
and several different ways for your eyes to see,
with not ever a word spoken.
Open your arms as far a they go,
so i can give to you the sweetest gift, to you was, the day we said "I do".
When you are not present in my life, you are there indeed.
I think about the way to please you, never ever knowing greed.
the prescence is all about you,
I'de hold you tight and never let you go.
(Subtle_L_Fawn)
"I wish"
I wish I could cut myself in two,
I'd be able to stay here,
and be there for you.
I wish for you a warm bed,
and to keep you safe.
what I wouldn't for one year,
just to help you through it,
now I know you can feel it,
you have come true with it,
I know it can't be done,
reality has hit me now.
I wish i could cut myself in two,
and tell you that I love you.
I'd be there in a heart beat,
to put you back on your feet.
I wish for you the best,
now I have to let you go,
But I don't want to though,
how can I let you go.
You are always on my mind,
every night and day,
you never go away.
how can I do this now,
and look at life in the face,
You had to leave this place.
What am I to do,
I am very heart broken,
even around the bend,
I have failed again.
For to see the light,
to see the gleem in your eye,
to hear your voice in the night.
To help you with eternity,
to bring you serenity.
At least you know the truth,
That I truly love you dear,
that i wish things were different here,
and you were always here.
I know the reality is true,
there's nothing that I can do,
except let you live your life,
without my guiding light..
Oh how hard it must be,
to not have a place,
to be on the run,
not to feel the love,
and always pushed away.
I understand you dear,
but everyone is not like that,
most are full of good,
and have a heart of gold.
I hope you learn to trust,
and feel the joy,
of true sincerity.
When that special person comes along,
I hope you know its right,
listen to your heart, it will guide you right.
At first it always hurts,
then you feel the warmth inside,
never let it go.
For it is your soul that is pleading with you,
wanting you to be you,
and to seek the entire truth.
(Subtle_L_Fawn)
"A Walk Through The woods"
a walk through the woods,
autunm breeze on your face,
the leaves changing colors,
as you walk through the woods.
flutes by the fire,
bag pipes in the distance,
sips of hot cider,
warming by the fire.
people snuggling in the night,
telling all sorts of legends,
laughter shows the joy,
which brings in the night.
children all snuggled down,
up comes the animals of the night,
so peaceful yet so busy,
never knowing whats going down.
soft shadows glowing on a lodge,
smell of wood smothering the air,
marshmellows toasting on a fire,
seeing more than one lodge.
lanterns burning brightly,
candles melting down,
we welcome the night,
and see the stars burning brightly.
Ever so peaceful not wanting to leave,
trading goods during the day,
meeting all sorts of people,
knowing the work when we have to leave.
The best part is knowing,
that we will meet again,
and the memories that we created,
is a story in the knowing.
(Subtle_L_Fawn)
" A Friend "
In kindergarten your idea of a
good friend was the person who let you have
the red crayon when all that was left was
the ugly black one.
In first grade your idea of a good
friend was the person who went to
the bathroom with you and held your hand
as you walked through the scary halls.
In second grade your idea of
a good friend was the person who helped
you stand up to the class bully.
In third grade your idea of
a good friend was the person who shared
their lunch with you when you forgot
yours on the bus.
In fourth grade your idea of
a good friend was the person who was
willing to switch square dancing partners in
gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck
do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan.
In fifth grade your idea of
a friend was the person who saved a seat on
the back of the bus for you.
In sixth grade your idea of
a friend was the person who went up to Nick
or Susan, your new crush, and asked
them to dance with you, so that if they
said no you wouldn't have to be
embarrassed.
In seventh grade your idea
of a friend was the person who let you copy
the social studies homework from the
night before that you had.
In eighth grade your idea of
a good friend was the person who helped
you pack up your stuffed animals and old
baseball but didn't laugh at you
when you finished and broke out into tears.
In ninth grade your idea of
a good friend was the person who would go
to a party thrown by a senior so you wouldn't
wind up being the only freshman there.
In tenth grade your idea of a good friend
was the person who changed their
schedule so you would have someone to
sit with at lunch.
In eleventh grade your idea
of a good friend was the person who
gave you rides in their new car, convinced
your parents that you shouldn't be
grounded, consoled you when you broke up with
Nick [or Glenn] or Susan, and found you a date
to the prom.
In twelfth grade your idea
of a good friend was the person who helped
you pick out a college/university, assured
you that you would get into that
college/university, helped you deal with
your parents who were having a hard
time adjusting to the idea of letting you go...
At graduation your idea of a
good friend was the person who was
crying on the inside but managed the
biggest smile one could give as they
congratulated you.
The summer after twelfth
grade your idea of a good friend was the
person who helped you clean up the
bottles from that party, helped you sneak out
of the house when you just couldn't deal
with your parents, assured you that
now that you and Nick or you and Susan
were back together, you could make it
through anything, helped you pack up
for university and just silently hugged you
as you looked through blurry eyes at 18
years of memories you were leaving
behind, and finally on those last days
of childhood, went out of their way to
give you reassurance that you would
make it in college as well as you had
these past 18 years, and most importantly
sent you off to college knowing you were
loved.
Now, your idea of a good friend is still the
person who gives you the better of the two
choices, holds your hand when you're
scared, helps you fight off those who try to
take advantage of you, thinks of you at
times when you are not there, reminds you
of what you have forgotten, helps you put
the past behind you but understands when
you need to hold on to it a little longer,
stays with you so that you have confidence,
goes out of their way to make time for you,
helps you clear up your mistakes, helps you
deal with pressure from others, smiles for you
when they are sad, helps you become a
better person, and most importantly loves
you!
( unknown Author )
(sent to me by Subtle_oldman)
" I am Thankful For..."
THE PARTNER WHO HOGS THE COVERS EVERY NIGHT,
BECAUSE HE IS NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.
THE CHILD WHO IS NOT CLEANING HIS ROOM,
BUT IS WATCHING TV,
BECAUSE THAT MEANS HE IS AT HOME AND NOT ON THE STREETS.
FOR THE TAXES THAT I PAY,
BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I AM EMPLOYED.
FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY,
BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.
FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG, BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.
FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK,
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM IN THE SUNSHINE.
FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING,
WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,
AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING,
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME.
FOR ALL THE COMPLAINTS I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT,
BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH.
FOR THE PARKING SPOT I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT,
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING AND THAT I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION.
FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL,
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM WARM.
FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH
THAT SINGS OFF KEY,
BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I CAN HEAR.
FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING,
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.
FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES
AT THE END OF THE DAY,
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.
FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OF
IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS,
BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I AM ALIVE.
AND FINALLY.......
FOR TOO MUCH E-MAIL,
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE FRIENDS WHO ARE THINKING OF ME.
( Unknown Author )
(Sent to me by Subtle_oldman)
"Mirror...Mirror"
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do you have to tell it all?
Where do you get the glaring light,
To make my clothes look just too tight?
I think I'm fine but I can see,
you won't cooperate with me;
The way you let the shadows play,
You'd think my hair was getting gray.
What's that, you say? A double chin?
No, that's the way the light comes in;
If you persist in peering so,
You'll confiscate my facial glow,
And then if you're not hanging straight,
You'll tell me next I'm gaining weight;
I'm really quite upset with you,
For giving this distorted view;
I hate you being smug and wise ~
O, look what's happened to my thighs!
I warn you now, O mirrored wall,
Since we're not on speaking terms at all,
If I look like this in my new jeans,
You'll find yourself in smithereens.
(Unknown Autor)
(Sent to me by Subtle_oldman)
"missing out"
When something comes along
that is too good to pass,
something so precious that seems not to last.
Don't blink, or turn, or even look around,
for you might lose that somthing
that you have just found.
If there is doubt or question,
ask yourself why,lookinside,
but toyourself, don't lie.
Even if you find yourself confused
or even a bit unaware,just live in the
moment like you just don't care.
If you find something unique
and precious and true,
hold on to it!! You'll cherish it
forever if you do.
(written by subtle_mstr_1)
"Good-byes"
No kiss good-bye no look from behind,
Why do you feel like your going to cry?
You know you'll miss this person
with all your heart,
you just wish you could say
you two will never part.
You give one final hug and show your love,
Couldn't we spend on more second,
one minute, one lifetime of love?
Don't miss me too much you'll
cry just as such,
but I'll be not far behind to show
you there's still love inside!!
(written by Subtle_mstr_1)
Dear Lord
Every single evening As
I'm lying here in bed
This tiny little prayer
Keeps running through my head.
God bless my mom and dad,
And other family.
Keep them warm and safe from
harm For they're so close to me.
And God, there is one more thing
I wish that you could do.
Hope you don't mind me asking,
Bless my computer too.
Now I know that it's not normal
To bless a mother board,
But listen just a second
While I explain to you 'My Lord'.
You see, that little metal box
Holds more than odds & ends
Inside those small compartments
Rest so many of my FRIENDS.
I know so much about them
The kindness that they give
And this little scrap of metal
Takes me in to where they live!
By faith is how I know them
Much the same as you
We share in what life brings us
And from that our friendship grew.
Please, take an extra minute
From your duties up above
To bless those in my address book
That's filled with so much love!
Wherever else this prayer may reach
To each and every friend,
Bless each email inbox
And the person who hits 'Send'.
When you update your heavenly list
On your own CD-ROM
Remember each who've said this prayer
Sent up to God.com.
Amen
(Unknown Author)
I've learned...
I've learned...
> That the best classroom in the
world is at the feet of an elderly person.
I've learned....
That when you're in love, it shows.
I've learned....
That just one person saying to me,
"You've made my day!" makes my day.
I've learned....
That having a child fall asleep in
your arms is one of the most peaceful
feelings in the world.
I've learned....
That being kind is more important
than being right.
I've learned....
That you should never say no to a
gift from a child.
I've learned....
That I can always pray for someone
when I don't have the strength to
help him in some other way.
I've learned....
That no matter how serious your
life requires you to be,everyone needs
a friend to act goofy with.
I've learned....
That sometimes all a person needs is a
hand to hold and a heart to understand.
I've learned....
That simple walks with my father around
the block on summer nights when I was
a child did wonders for me as an adult.
I've learned....
That life is like a roll of toilet paper.
The closer it gets to the end,
the faster it goes.
I've learned....
That we should be glad God doesn't
give us everything we ask for.
I've learned....
That money doesn't buy class.
I've learned....
That it's those small daily happenings
that make life so spectacular.
I've learned...
That under everyone's hard shell is
someone who wants to be appreciated
and loved.
I've learned....
That the Lord didn't do it all in one day. What makes me think I can?
I've learned....
That to ignore the facts does not
change the facts.
I've learned....
That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person
continue to hurt you.
I've learned....
That love, not time, heals all wounds.
I've learned....
That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with
people smarter than I am.
I've learned....
That everyone you meet deserves to
be greeted with a smile.
I've learned....
That there's nothing sweeter than
sleeping with your babies and feeling
their breath on your cheeks.
I've learned....
That no one is perfect until you fall
in love with them.
I've learned....
That life is tough, but I'm tougher.
I've learned....
That opportunities are never lost;
someone will take the ones you miss.
I've learned....
That when you harbor bitterness,
happiness will dock elsewhere.
I've learned....
That I wish I could have told my
Dad that I love him one more time
before he passed away.
I've learned....
That one should keep his words both
soft and tender, because tomorrow he
may have to eat them.
I've learned....
That a smile is an inexpensive way
to improve your looks.
I've learned....
That I can't choose how I feel,
but I can choose what I do about it.
I've learned....
That when your newly born grandchild
holds your little finger in his
little fist, that you're hooked for life.
I've learned....
That everyone wants to live on top
of the mountain, but all then happiness
and growth occurs while you're climbing it.
I've learned ...
That it is best to give advice in only two circumstances; when it is requested and
when it is a life threatening situation.
I've learned....
That the less time I have to work with,
the more things I get done.
(Unknown Author)
"Aussie Love Poem"
Of Course I Love Ya Darling
Your a bloody top notch bird,
and when I say ur gorgeous,
I mean every single word.
So ya bum is on the big side,
I don't mind a bit of flab,
it means that when I'm ready,
there's somethin there to grab.
so your belly isn't flat no more,
I tell ya, I don't care,
so long as when I cuddle ya,
I can get my arms around there.
No sheila who is your age,
has nice round perky breasts,
they just gave into gravity,
but I know ya did ya best.
I'm tellin ya the truth now,
I never tell ya lies,
I think it's very sexy,
that you've got dimples on ya thighs.
I swear on me nannas grave now,
the moment that we met,
I thought u was as good as,
I was ever gonna get.
No matter wot u look like,
I'll always love ya dear,
now shut up while the footy's on,
and get me another beer!
(Subtle_Gal4U)
(Author Unknown)
Our Father
Our Father,
who art in heaven,
cribbage be our game,
our skunkdoms come,
our wins be won.
Give us each day
our daily win,
and forgive us our skunks
on others,as we forgive them
who skunk us,lead us
not into bad pegging,
and deliver us from evil Dealers!
AMEN!!
(By Subtle_Hawkfire)
"Party"
"I went to a party, Mum"
I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
you told me not to drink, Mum
So I had a sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
the way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
and your advice to me was right
as the party finally ended,
and the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mum
something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,"
Mum, His voice seems far away.
My own blood all around me,
as I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
"This girl is going to die."
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
while he was flying high,
because he chose to drink and drive,
now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mum
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid, Mum
tell daddy to be brave,
and when I go to heaven,
put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have taught him,
that it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mum
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
and I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mum,
as I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say I love you, Mum
So I love you and good-bye.
(Subtle_Rodem0)
"A Dad's Poem"
Her hair was up in a pony tail,
her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Perhaps the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
of why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried;
her daughter faced this alone.
And that is why, once again,
she tried to keep her home.
But the little girl went to school,
eager to tell them all,
About a dad she never sees
a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called,
a student from the class
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name;
every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
for a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?"
she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her,
as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.
"My Daddy couldn't be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know,
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes,
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him
I'm not standing here alone
"Cause my daddy's always with me,
even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
he'll forever be in my heart"
With that, her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
upon her favorite dress.
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right.
And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far
You see he was a fireman
and died just this past year
When airplanes hit the towers
and taught Americans to fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement,
she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy,"
to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
by the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.
(Unkown Author)
Subtle_Gal4U
