"FROM SHARON'S HEART"
POETRY WRITTEN BY:
~SHARON JEAN BRYANT~

~POEMS & STORIES OF INSPIRATION~
 

~MEMORIES~

 Today I was walking
 On a street in my town
 I came across a big white house
 With a carefully manicured lawn

 I saw a little boy
 Playing in the sand
 Running his trucks to and fro
 My mind drifted to another land......

The days when I once had a little boy
 Who loved to play in sand
 Who picked me little flowers
 And placed them in my hand

 Who loved to yell "Mommy"
 When a butterfly landed near
 Who looked to me for answers
A boy who had no fears

A child who loved life
As I had taught him to do
 Who gave of himself
 But left this world too soon

 Tears slid down my face
 As I watched the little boy
Remembering my own son
 When my life was filled with joy

 I sighed a big sigh
 As the memories ran through my head
 Of another sandbox long ago
 And the many things my son said

 Whenever I see a child
 Around the age of five
 I always get the "memories"
 Of our life before he died

 I touch a dandelion
 When it's white and turned to "fluff"
 Remembering my birthday flowers
 And how the weeds meant so much

 I only have my memories
 After all the years gone by
I still can't help my heart
 I still sit down and cry

~©SHARON JEAN BRYANT~
~2002~

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 ~ANGELS REMEMBERED~

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"IN GOD'S HANDS"

 ~ANDREW FRANK DUNBAR~
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