Welcome we are here to celebrate the life of Cindy M, she lead a very exciting life filled with family and friends. Cindy passion for crafts, she leaves behind a huge collection of her artwork a few on display beside her coffin. Cindy’s last request upon her death is to remember her as a person who found the simple joys of life in camping and kayaking with family and friends. Cindy loved to make t...
It's beginning to look like spring
The flowers beginning to raise their sleepy little heads
The trees show the signs of the new leaves soon to unwrap
Like the cocoons of butterflies spreading their wings
The birds and squirrels are starting to give chase
As the warmth brings on the frolicking of their matings
Songs fill the air as birds sing their finest
The flood waters crest and start to subsid...
Alone on a pristine white sandy beach
Sun overhead
Scent of brine assaults my senses
As waves washes over my bare feet
I sit there reflecting back
My childhood filled with dreams
Of a future unknown
Losses of life
Which now I find alone
Heartache of pain
Please wash away
Cleanse my soul
As I take the first step into clear sea...
I don't want to remember
Her face when she laid dying
For I know she wouldn't want me to
Instead she'd want me to remember
Her eyes lined with blue eyeshadow
Lips colored with the perfect shade of red.
Hair a brilliant auburn, teased to perfection.
I don't want the memories
To be filled with her pain
For I know she wouldn't want me to
Instead she'd want my memories
Of her laughter
Joy of...
Fate
What if she turned right instead taking her normal path
Find out later that there’d been a horrific wreck
Was it a invisible hand that had nudged her towards the right
To keep her from harm
For it wasn’t her time
What if she met someone at a park or bar?
Instead of giving out her number
A voice in her head ‘don’t do it, walk away’
Later to learn of a woman had been found murder in ...
On the corner table in the room sat a black object that hadn’t been there the night before, on further inspection I realized it to be a old rotary phone similar to the phone I’d used as a child. Mmmmmmm I pondered to myself has to how this phone became to be sitting there. Who could have placed the old fashion phone in the room, knowing my husband did not do the deed. I jumped when the phone start...
Listen closely
Quiet voices mingle
Words mangled as one
Fear gripped from the unknown
Peer cautiously all around
Shadows appear and fade
Shivered as unseen fingers reach out from beyond
Terror grasped from what is hidden
Wait!!!
Close your eyes
And listen closely
Voices heard from heaven above
Why was I so afraid
As the Final whisper wandered away without care
Cindy...
Wondering if he'd notice her today?
Would he look her way and see the inner beauty
Or pass over her as if she wasn't there
Would her laughter intrigue him
Enough for him to want
to explore the true woman
Not care if her beauty
doesn't match what society says
Will he look into her eyes
see the soul of innocence and strength
Of the woman inside who'd give all her love to one man
A woman wh...
poem I had wrote to my sister Tammie. Lost without you in this world and tears hide behind the smile that I show to others. My mind wanders and roams down the lane of our memories we had created together. Only you and I had shared. One day I might wake up and not think of calling or texting you. But you’ll always be there beside me with our fingers link, no one just you and I’ll know that you are ...
