Tuesday, February 16, 2010

WHAT-WHO-WHEN-WHERE-WHY

WHAT IS WRONG WITH CARING?
WHAT IS WRONG WITH CRYING?
WHAT IS WRONG WITH SPEAKING?
WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE WHO CAUSE CHAOS?

WHO CARES?
WHO IS CRYING?
WHO IS SPEAKING FOR THOSE THAT CAN NOT?
WHO WILL MEET THERE MAKER WHEN THEY DIE?

WHEN WILL CARING FOR OTHERS BE SEEN AS A GOOD THING?
WHEN WILL CRYING NOT BE SHAMEFUL?
WHEN WILL SPEAKING ANY LANGUAGE BE OK?
WHEN WILL THE PEACE COME TO ALL OF US?

WHERE WILL YOU CARE FOR YOURSELF AND FOR OTHERS?
WHERE WILL YOU CRY OUT IN THE OPEN?
WHERE WILL YOU SPEAK OUT?
WHERE WILL WE END UP WITH PEACE ON EARTH?

WHY DO WE CARE?
WHY DO WE CRY?
WHY DO WE SPEAK?
WHY DO SOME PEOPLE CAUSE PAIN AND CHAOS?

a tribute to my husband

LIVE........LOVE........LAUGH.....Dance as though no one is watching.......Love as though you have never loved before.......Sing as though no one cane hear you........Live as though Heaven is on earth...Dedicated to my loving husband for valentines Day 2010

Dale harwick 6-29-61/12-16-09

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Beauty of Heaven


Snowfalls like Tears, Snowfalls of sadness, its beauty should make me happy, but the beauty is all of my sadness, each snowflake is a different emotion, I am longing for direction in this blizzard of pain, how could something so beautiful, make me feel so sad, because it is our tears of what we always wanted, to play in the plush soft snow together, making angels of happiness, but since we cannot share the snowfall, I know it is your tears to make me know the beauty of heaven.

A SILENT GOOD BYE

You would awake to a day of coffee and laughter You would work the day through all of your pain
On other days we would spend hours at the Doctors Only to realize that they could careless about the Pain you endured in your daily life. You would say I will be OK, and deep down , You knew you were not okay. You just wanted to be the loving, caring and giving, Person that would do anything to make , My life seem as if you were okay. You wanted to make my world beautiful and build , Waterfalls and sparkling lights. To see me smile and prove you were Invincible and my Hero. You were and always will be the love of my life, The vows we took were until death do us part, and unfortunately , it is not what we really think about when we are young and starting a beautiful family. And suddenly one day after 24 years of marriage , your eyes were closed and you were sleeping so peacefully, that I could not bring myself to awake you. Only to realize that the kids and I are left withs a ................is a Silent Goodbye…………..
This is dedicated to Dale Harwick…Husband and Father to many Born June 29, 1961- Died .December 16, 2009 .

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Lost

I am lost and mad as hell at the world. I am angry and tired of being afraid to be alone, I want to be someones joy or love or even heart, I am afraid to be alone, in a lonely existence, I am afraid of showing my true feelings because it never feels right so i can not openly cry for you, I can only cry in the shower , I can only think of you all day long, I can only imagine the love I lost when you left me , I can truly love you for the time we shared, But I am still so lost with out you being here.

Beauty of heaven

Snowfalls like Tears, Snowfalls of sadness, its beauty should make me happy, but the beauty is all of my sadness, each snowflake is a different emotion, I am longing for direction in this blizzard of pain, how could something so beautiful, make me feel so sad, because it is our tears of what we always wanted, to play in the plush soft snow together, making angels of happiness, but since we can not share the snowfall, know it is your tears to make me know the beauty of heaven.

Threshold of heaven (poem of my depression)

every year we would pray for snow, it would never come, and now since your passing, you have sent me a present from heaven, people do not appreciate it's beauty, but we always saw the life of winter, and now since your passing..... you have sent me this time of white snow, to remind me that life is a beautiful piece of heaven, and when we meet again, it will be at the gates, where the light is white like snow, you shall carry me once again, this time over, the threshold of heaven