Saturday, May 30, 2009
1,000
Crazy I just finished my 1,00th poem. Amazing. What am I going to do with 1,000 poems. That means I wrote 100 poems in two weeks.
Friday, May 29, 2009
A Half Dozen Smiles
I woke this morning with a bowl full of trials.
I would learn later the gift of a half a dozen smiles.
After my shower and watching the morning news,
I left my apartment to walk to work not wanting to hear all the how do you dos.
Along the walk was a mother and small child.
Both looked so fragile and thin, yet sweet and mild.
From my purse I grabbed a couple dollars to give to the mother before going on my way.
The little child gave me a big smile hug then saying have a good day.
After they left I saw that I gave them two twenties instead of what I though.
As I continued along my way I mumbled they better be happy with what they got.
As I went to board the subway a little boy looked at me with deep brown eyes.
He looked lost and about to cry tears that would flood the heaven’s skies.
Before getting on the subway I helped him find his way only get back in time to miss my train.
Then all of a sudden I could above it had started to rain.
I was late getting into work and boss was upset.
I knew as soon as I walked in a lecture I would get.
By noon my head started to ache and I began to feel ill.
I looked inside my desk and saw I had not a pain pill.
Down to the corner store I started to walk when I meet two teens down on their knees.
I asked what was wrong and found out they lost their car keys.
I let them borrow my phone to call for a ride.
And two smiles shown that they could not hide.
After work on my way home I saw the little boy who was lost.
And being yelled at was what helping him cost.
Behind him was a handsome man with a smile on his face.
The little boy said the police got him to his dad then smiled an gave me an embrace.
Just before entering my building the mother and child was by the door.
They both looked much better than they did before.
Both smiling said a polite thank you and said it meant so much.
No one before me gave them the time of day or such.
Just as I laid down to go to bed I felt warm and fuzzy inside.
And the imagine of the half a dozen smile could hide.
I knew right then tomorrow will be a better day.
For today I had been given a gift by being there for others in some way.
I would learn later the gift of a half a dozen smiles.
After my shower and watching the morning news,
I left my apartment to walk to work not wanting to hear all the how do you dos.
Along the walk was a mother and small child.
Both looked so fragile and thin, yet sweet and mild.
From my purse I grabbed a couple dollars to give to the mother before going on my way.
The little child gave me a big smile hug then saying have a good day.
After they left I saw that I gave them two twenties instead of what I though.
As I continued along my way I mumbled they better be happy with what they got.
As I went to board the subway a little boy looked at me with deep brown eyes.
He looked lost and about to cry tears that would flood the heaven’s skies.
Before getting on the subway I helped him find his way only get back in time to miss my train.
Then all of a sudden I could above it had started to rain.
I was late getting into work and boss was upset.
I knew as soon as I walked in a lecture I would get.
By noon my head started to ache and I began to feel ill.
I looked inside my desk and saw I had not a pain pill.
Down to the corner store I started to walk when I meet two teens down on their knees.
I asked what was wrong and found out they lost their car keys.
I let them borrow my phone to call for a ride.
And two smiles shown that they could not hide.
After work on my way home I saw the little boy who was lost.
And being yelled at was what helping him cost.
Behind him was a handsome man with a smile on his face.
The little boy said the police got him to his dad then smiled an gave me an embrace.
Just before entering my building the mother and child was by the door.
They both looked much better than they did before.
Both smiling said a polite thank you and said it meant so much.
No one before me gave them the time of day or such.
Just as I laid down to go to bed I felt warm and fuzzy inside.
And the imagine of the half a dozen smile could hide.
I knew right then tomorrow will be a better day.
For today I had been given a gift by being there for others in some way.
What Now
I ran into a friend of mine in town.
She looked so sad and blue just really down.
I gave her a hug and asked her what was wrong.
With tears threatening to come she whispered “it won’t be long”.
I wasn’t sure what she meant and I was afraid to ask.
I just hoped it wasn’t the awful task.
Then all of a sudden she screams, “what now?
I’ve lost the battle there is no somehow.
What now do you want to throw at me?
Please from these chains set me free.
What now are you going to give me that I can’t handle?” she cries.
There’s so much hurt and anger I see in her eyes.
Once again looking at me she says, “what now after all I’ve been through?”
I hold her in my arms and tell her “I’ve suffered them all with you.”
She looked so sad and blue just really down.
I gave her a hug and asked her what was wrong.
With tears threatening to come she whispered “it won’t be long”.
I wasn’t sure what she meant and I was afraid to ask.
I just hoped it wasn’t the awful task.
Then all of a sudden she screams, “what now?
I’ve lost the battle there is no somehow.
What now do you want to throw at me?
Please from these chains set me free.
What now are you going to give me that I can’t handle?” she cries.
There’s so much hurt and anger I see in her eyes.
Once again looking at me she says, “what now after all I’ve been through?”
I hold her in my arms and tell her “I’ve suffered them all with you.”
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
So today I got off work at 12. So Donna (the other flight attendant) and I went to the beach. I'm in San Luis Obispo. It was fun. I wore my ankle brace cause my ankle's still sore from Saturday. Which helpedto wear the brace. But walking in the sand after a while was a little of a strain, but I'm glad I had the brace cause it wasn't as bad. I'm glad I went. It's better than sitting in the hotel room all day.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Night Hike
I went on what was suppose to be a scare night hike but the scare thing didn't really happen. I'll tell I'm so sore! It was about 10 miles I felt like a dork cause I'm so not in shape and everyone waited on me to get up the hill. I'll tell it made me wish I wasn't there. I finally made it up and as soon I started down the other side I fell pretty hard. But I survived and contineued on. On the way back to the cars I twisted my ankle more than once and I fell once again. To be honest I didn't have all that great of a time. My back hurts, my legs hurt, my ankle hurts, my hands hurt and my ribs hurt. The first fall I landed on my rear and the second on on my front side. I was jumping over a ditch the second time and landed front first into sticky patches. It was nice to hang out with a bunch of people and get to know them better. That's the only plus. I'll probably won't go on another night hike.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Cute video
I'm sure if Lincoln saw this he'd kill me, but it's too cute not to share. It was Easter of 1993.
Stupid Co-Workers
Last week at work I worked with two flight attendants who were sick and now I'm feeling sick and I have to work tomorrow. If I didn't have so many occerences against me I'd call out. But I have 4 and I'm only allowed 6 a year.
900
I just finished writting my 900th poem. Seriously anyone know of a doctor or something I should go see about my poetry writting?
Thursday, May 14, 2009
My poetry Geekyness
I have written so far 881 poems since August 2007. However it's only been since the middle of February of this year I started to keep track of when the dates I wrote the poems. Here is what I have so far of poems I've written each month this year.
February: Have to get back to yo on that one
March: 188
April: 187
May: 95 (so far)
Yes I know I'm a geek.
February: Have to get back to yo on that one
March: 188
April: 187
May: 95 (so far)
Yes I know I'm a geek.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
We may not be Blood
We may not be blood but more than any other,
To me you have been more like a brother.
But unlike blood when you marry that will be the end.
Given time you will no longer call me a friend.
We may not be blood but you don’t have to be,
You are still like family to me.
You took me under your wings from the very start.
And you always have a place within my heart.
We may not be blood but many ways we are.
In times of need you were never very far.
You gave me hope and love.
You were my earthly angel sent from above.
You don’t have to be blood to be family.
And though we may not be blood a brother you will always be.
I have a very close friend that I believe to be close to asking his girlfriend to marry him. Though I'm happy for him and have a little to do with the fact that they're now dating (I wouldn't leave him alone about her and still make him give me updates on how things are going) at the same time I know that given time his and my relationship is change big time. I've been down this road before so I know how it works. But this time it's different. With Morgan and Ricky it was painful and I shed some tears. But with Lee it's more difficult. I saw Lee all the time for almost three years. We were in the same ward and when I needed him he always came to help me out. He gave me a smile when I needed one. He can make me laugh more than anyone else can. He's more than just a friend. He's like a brother. In fact for mother's day this year he called my mom to wish her a happy mother's day. My mom calls him her fourth son and he calls my mom, mom as well. But unlike a blood brother when he gets married shortly thereafter I'll lose the friendship that I now have. And I know this might sound selfish but I don't want to.
I will say that Lee is the guy everyone thought I should be with. And while Lee and I did talk about dating each other more than once we both decided it would be better to just stay friends. And that's what's we've done. There are NO romantic feelings on either end.
And this is a poem I wrote talking a little about how I feel about Lee and our relationship.
To me you have been more like a brother.
But unlike blood when you marry that will be the end.
Given time you will no longer call me a friend.
We may not be blood but you don’t have to be,
You are still like family to me.
You took me under your wings from the very start.
And you always have a place within my heart.
We may not be blood but many ways we are.
In times of need you were never very far.
You gave me hope and love.
You were my earthly angel sent from above.
You don’t have to be blood to be family.
And though we may not be blood a brother you will always be.
I have a very close friend that I believe to be close to asking his girlfriend to marry him. Though I'm happy for him and have a little to do with the fact that they're now dating (I wouldn't leave him alone about her and still make him give me updates on how things are going) at the same time I know that given time his and my relationship is change big time. I've been down this road before so I know how it works. But this time it's different. With Morgan and Ricky it was painful and I shed some tears. But with Lee it's more difficult. I saw Lee all the time for almost three years. We were in the same ward and when I needed him he always came to help me out. He gave me a smile when I needed one. He can make me laugh more than anyone else can. He's more than just a friend. He's like a brother. In fact for mother's day this year he called my mom to wish her a happy mother's day. My mom calls him her fourth son and he calls my mom, mom as well. But unlike a blood brother when he gets married shortly thereafter I'll lose the friendship that I now have. And I know this might sound selfish but I don't want to.
I will say that Lee is the guy everyone thought I should be with. And while Lee and I did talk about dating each other more than once we both decided it would be better to just stay friends. And that's what's we've done. There are NO romantic feelings on either end.
And this is a poem I wrote talking a little about how I feel about Lee and our relationship.
This Beautiful Bride
Looking in the mirror with her hair all a curl.
This can’t be my little girl.
Making sure that she looks her best on her special day.
But to me she is special in everyway.
Her mother helping her put on her dress.
Making sure everything is just right and not a mess.
She sees me looking at her from the door.
She turns and gives me the same smile like she had so many times before.
To me she is the most beautiful bride,
And my tears I can no longer hide.
As I hold her in one last embrace,
In my heart she had such a special place.
This beautiful bride is all grown.
But under the dress and veil is the little girl I once had known.
This can’t be my little girl.
Making sure that she looks her best on her special day.
But to me she is special in everyway.
Her mother helping her put on her dress.
Making sure everything is just right and not a mess.
She sees me looking at her from the door.
She turns and gives me the same smile like she had so many times before.
To me she is the most beautiful bride,
And my tears I can no longer hide.
As I hold her in one last embrace,
In my heart she had such a special place.
This beautiful bride is all grown.
But under the dress and veil is the little girl I once had known.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Don't read into this
Last night while on the phone with a friend we were talking about meeting guys and getting married. I haven't been great on my activity leavel lately and mentioned that to her. She then asked how do I expect to meet someone and get married? This friend just gave birth to her first child last month. I told her that I might meet him at work.
Well today while on a sit at work I met and talked with an Elder on his way home for around an hour.
Again don't read anything into that. I just thought it was sort of funny how my friend and I were talking about that last night.
Well today while on a sit at work I met and talked with an Elder on his way home for around an hour.
Again don't read anything into that. I just thought it was sort of funny how my friend and I were talking about that last night.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Joseph's Death
I imagine fear I’m sure that he felt.
How hard it was the card that had been dealt.
I can only imagine the pain in his heart.
Knowing that soon this world he would part.
Knowing that he would leave all his loved ones behind.
That he couldn’t go back now and make things rewind.
A hand on his shoulder from his brother and friend.
The love that he felt and the love that could never end.
I imagine anger and fear as footsteps could be heard.
A blank look on his face as he said not a word.
I can’t imagine the feelings he had watching his brother fall the to floor.
Thinking back on all the times he’d been there for him before.
A look to the window though know he couldn’t get away.
I know why and I understand but still brings me tears when thinking of how Joseph died that day.
How hard it was the card that had been dealt.
I can only imagine the pain in his heart.
Knowing that soon this world he would part.
Knowing that he would leave all his loved ones behind.
That he couldn’t go back now and make things rewind.
A hand on his shoulder from his brother and friend.
The love that he felt and the love that could never end.
I imagine anger and fear as footsteps could be heard.
A blank look on his face as he said not a word.
I can’t imagine the feelings he had watching his brother fall the to floor.
Thinking back on all the times he’d been there for him before.
A look to the window though know he couldn’t get away.
I know why and I understand but still brings me tears when thinking of how Joseph died that day.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
First day Back
Today was my first day back to work after my vacation. It was pretty good. Long but good. I'm actually pretty tired. I'm Cali right now. Oh also I now have 803 poems.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Going Home
Mom hates it when I say this but though I've had a nice visit and vacation it is time to go home. Yesterday mom Lincoln and I went up to McMinnville and I visited my friend of the 19 years Esperance and her mom. Espy has a very cute little boy as well. Then last night mom, Lincoln and I saw the movie Ghost of Girlfriends Past. It was cute I liked it. It had an Elvis Presley song in it which made me very happy. Mom and Lincoln both claim that I squealed but I think that they're making that up cause I don't remember doing such thing. Anyway wish me luck on getting the plane back to Phoenix.
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