.
and Mommy bought me red
patent
leather shoes, and a
pink
straw hat that she
hated,
simply because I said,
Please!
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Dennis & Grandma
My
Grandma doesn't bake me cookies,
She
buy's them in the store.
Cause
baking them takes too much time.
She
likes playing with me more.
She
knows how to through a baseball,
And
climb the highest trees.
And
when she takes me to the park,
She
slides down the slide with me.
My
Grandma comes to my house,
To
play some games with me.
She
gets right down onto the floor,
Just
like she was only three.
Sometimes
we pretend we are dinosaurs,
Or
monsters from the lake.
We
chase each other around the house,
You
should hear the noise we make.
We
run around until we're tired,
Then
we lay down on the floor.
We
watch our favorite TV shows,
Then
we play a little more.
I've
seen other grandma's,
In
books I read in bed.
They
are always old,and have gray hair.
But
my Grandma's hair is red.
She
doesn't sit in a rocking chair,
To
sing me to sleep at night.
She
holds me and we dance around,
To
a rock and roll lullaby.
I
am my Grandma's best friend,
And
also she is mine.
She
loves me more then any one,
She
tells me all the time.
When
I grow up and go to school,
I
know there will never be.
A
friend as fun as Grandma,
To
spend their time with me.
When First I Saw You
In the moments
of beginning, when no one else was near.
I fell in love
with a stranger, that suddenly appeared.
We looked upon
each other, he stared into my eyes.
And at that
very moment, I knew that he was mine.
I watched as
he lay there, staring back at me,
Reading all
my thoughts, seeing what I see.
Blending with
my soul, touching every part.
Holding me
suspended, wrapping up my heart.
Our hands came
together, touching through the glass.
I couldn't
pull myself away, I wanted it to last.
He looked into
my eyes again, telling me he knew.
That I would
always be there, to tell his secret's to.
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Yesterday, Today, & Tomorrow !
The days of
cartoons are over. The dolls are all put away.
Wearing a dress
to a party, is a memory from yesterday.
Replacing the
candy and crayons, scattered all over the
floor.
Are tapes,
lipstick and hair spray, mascara, liner and more.
The little
girls who loved the stories, that I told to them
night after
night.
Are falling
asleep beneath headphones, with the door to
their bedroom
shut tight.
The songs from
the past are all silenced, their radios echo the sound.
That my babies
have changed forever, into the women that are hanging around.
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Amy, Growing Away !
It seems like only yesterday that I sat beneath a
dream shrouded
cherry tree
and envisioned
tomorrow's too far away to clearly
see.
I watched you crawl around,
and examine
the only side of life that you could
reach, discovery.
I recall the way the sun shone through
that tree.
It bathed your golden, baby
tresses with
magic light. Those moments
drew to the
surface my desperate love for
you.
The unending pictures in my mind
that showed
the future, so far away from then,
that it seemed
time was my friend.
Now all of the years that I didn't have to see
yet are upon
me. The time has come
for the end
of one story, to begin another.
Good-byes are
here, and I find myself
reaching back
into life deep holes to find the
remnants of
yesterdays dreams.
If I seem impatient at times, with all of the growing
things you
have to do. If
each time you
pull away from my hold of childhood
I grab on and
hold too tight. Try
to understand,
I am changing too. There are new things
that I am discovering
now,
just as you
did in that long ago time. I am learning the hardest thing I've ever
had to in my life. How to admit that my baby is a woman. I
am no longer the center of her life.
From time to time, the realities of losing you to growing up are so frightening,
so
all consuming,
that it takes my breath away. I begin to wish for childhood, and
a
time when we
were all there was in the world, and I didn't
have to share
you.
So on this,the beginning of the seventeenth year
of your life,
I too am growing away, and I am frightened.
This is my
good-bye to the little girl who needed to
be nurtured
by my hand only. I say farewell to the
years we've
shared with one last child's toy.
And I say hello to the woman you've become
with this gift
of apology for holding on too tightly.
This is how
I'm Showing you that I accept
the adult that
you need meto see.
I love you Amy, you have grown far
beyond all
of those dream shrouded yesterday's.
Happy
Birthday.
9/15/90
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Courtney's Song !
For
always and forever, you've been within our hearts.
In
such a small amount of time, you've become the biggest part.
In
all the time you've been here, we've felt a certain bond.
It
couldn't feel any stronger, no matter how much time goes on.
Any time you need a friend,
To cheer away your tears.
Any thing we'll understand.
No matter what, we'll be here.
We've
never had to wonder, we've always been quite sure.
That
your our sister till the end, we wish we could, give you more.
Always
we will love you, In any way you need.
Through
all the time that's come and gone, the happy days,
the
dreadful years.
Any time you need a friend,
To cheer away your tears.
Anything, we'll understand.
No matter what, we'll be here.
We
never thought we'd love you, the way we
love
the rest.
But
in our lives, there was a place, and your
heart,
fit the best.
We
miss you and we love you, we're never far away.
No
matter how many miles apart, in our minds,
you'll
always stay.
Close inside our memories,
Deep within our hearts.
We know real soon we'll meet again.
That's the thing we're counting on.
Any time you need a friend,
To cheer away your tears.
Anything we'll understand,
No matter what, we'll be here.
We
love you and we miss you..... after all.
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All About Sons
Where have you gone
to my babies? When did you
spring from my
knee?
How many years
have gone by now? That have
brought you to
a place I can't see.
Remember the Saturday
mornings, you'd
wake me to watch
Scooby Doo?
We'd get out the
Superman blankets.
As I recall, there
were two.
We'd curl up on
the big sofa. The three of us
huddled down close.
Where no one could
ever disturb us. I remember
those simple times
most.
I miss the Thanksgiving
tradition. We always
looked forward
to.
Watching King Kong
and Godzilla. Just Freddy, me,
and you two.
The smell of the
turkey would reach us, in the middle of
Mighty Joe Young.
The potatoes would
be ready for mashing, as the songs of
Toy Land were sung.
You were hands
full of pride and frustration. There were times when you
made me so mad.
Then I couldn't
wait till you grew up. No that memory is making me sad.
But I can still
look at my baby's, that left me a long time ago.
I just close my
eyes and your little, and I'm still helping you grow.
There's never a
moment that passes, I don't wonder, how didn't I see.
The fact that you
grew up so quickly.
Into the men that
I new you could be.
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Grandma's Lullaby
Hush my baby,
Dry your eyes.
While Grandma sings, your lullaby!
Night time's here,
Now close your eyes,
Go to sleep, my baby!
Lay your head upon the mound,
Of pillows piled high around.
Snuggle deep within my care.
Soundly sleep my baby.
Angels watch from up above,
Sending
down their thoughts on love.
Dream
sweet dreams while your asleep.
Hush now my baby.
As I watch your eyes close tight,
And
listen to your breath at night.
I'll
kiss your cheek, until you sleep.
Soundly sleep my baby.
Hush my baby,
Dry your eyes.
While
Grandma sings your lullaby.
Night times here,
Now close your eyes.
Go to sleep, my baby.
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