Creative Writer Meets The World

Dark shadows all around, Dark shadows here and there, Dark shadows to and fro, Dark shadows, They say that the world is shady, They say that the world has gone downhill, They say that the world is no longer beautiful, They say so many things, They say that there is no hope, They say that there is no end, But they do not see what they are doing, But they do not see that they are hurting more, Than whey could truly realize, By putting so much negativity, By putting so much sadness, By putting so much pain out there, Instead of saying how shady the world is, Why not put out a little hope? Why not put out a little joy? Why not put out a little light? Why not put out a little love? Why not try to just change instead of focusing on the negative? The hurtful? The pain? The strife? Everything else in the world? Dark shadows all around, Dark shadows here and there, Dark shadows to and fro, Dark shadows, They say that the world has ...

He looks into her brown eyes, Grabs her hands and holds her tight, He touches her arm and smiles, He kisses her, And they hold each other, They are in love, They do not need to speak, They just hold each other close, And they massage each other, Being with each other, Kissing every part, Reaching deep inside the soul, Knowing that they belong to each, Knowing that the dreams they have, Can always be shared, The love is always there, She looks into his brown eyes, And holds him close, Watches him sleep, Always grateful how the Lord answered her prayer, More than she could have ever dreamed, This conversation keeps on going, No words ever need to be spoken, Because so much depth can be told, Without even a word, All that is needed is the moments, The moments of them together, The moments of just being, The love shared, Every day together, As they hold on, Through every moment of life, And share those moments of life, W...

Within your mother’s womb you are hiding, Growing slowly day by day, And already so loved by many, That you do not even know, Many people are going to love you, Rather you be a boy or a girl, We cannot wait to meet you dear child, We have been praying for you, Within your mother’s womb you are hiding, At least for a little while, Growing slowly day by day, Being loved by every moment, You have a strong family, A mom, A dad, A grandmother, Aunts, Adopted family too, We are all excited to meet you dear child, We are all wondered at the answered prayer, That God has blessed us with, Knowing how wonderful and amazing, He truly is, So now we wait as we wonder, As you grow now, As you hide deep within your mother’s womb, Not even aware yet the joy you have already caused, The love that is already blooming, The hope that is already in blossom, Because you are a gift, And we love you dear child, From this moment as you are hidde...

I wanted to post this here on my writing blog as well because even though this is a thank you for those that supported me getting my Master's Degree in Business Management I felt it was something I wanted to share here as well. What a long trip it has been and I am not just talking about the extended length it ended up being for my Master's degree.  Although there are not many that have known me for several years outside of my mom the closest is Adam who has known me for almost 15 years has still heard many different stories of the struggles and fights I went through in my life to get to this moment and to get to this point in my life.  From the days of my childhood being in Special Education due to my Motor Skill problem and my speech problem to now finishing my Master's degree even I couldn't have told you all I would have done and fought for to just get to this point in my life.  I am so very grateful for so many people that are now in my life even those ...

There are days that I wonder, There are times I imagine, Just how the life was, Before I was born, Before I came to being, Was my father a better man? Was he more kind before he knew I was to be? Was he just scared because he was young? And he didn’t know what to expect at that age? What was the romance like? Between my mom and my father? What did she truly see in him? What truly did the full winning of her heart? What made them say I do? What made it fully break? Before I was even two? So many questions that were left unanswered, So many questions I will never know, So many questions that will go unsaid, There are days that I may wonder, There are times that I imagine, I wonder what life was like, Wonder what my grandfather was like on my dad’s side, How his kindness showed when my dad was a jerk, How much my dad’s family cared even though my mom lost contact, Would they accept me now many years since that last contact? Would the...