My little one . . .

I love you.
- Mommy


The day I hold you.

The day I hold you in my arms,

So soft and new, will be bliss.

A warm little bundle,

That I reach down and kiss.

My little angel,

Bathed in heaven’s light.

As you look up into my eyes

I know everything is all right.

The tears that I will cry,

To finally meet you are sweet.

So different than the tears now,

That leaves me feeling beat.

The day I hold you in my arms,

When finally my love I can impart.

Until then I’ll have to be content,

With holding you in my heart.

The Road to Love . . .

Love's Journey

The road to love is sometimes long and tiring.
It is unexpected and unpredictable.
Thinking that no one out there could possibly ever love you,
the way a man loves a woman.
The way he looks at her with such love and tenderness.
Every woman dreams of that.
To be adored.
To be cared for.
To have someone there for both good and bad times.
Happy and sad times.

Then when love comes, you have to question it,
because you don't want to be disappointed.
Or let down.
Because you don't want to be hurt again.
But at the same time, you have a spark of hope.
The thought comes.
Is he really the one?
Could this possibly be happening to me?

The road after love has found you isn't easy still.
There are times when you feel like you are climbing, soaring.
Higher and higher you go and you know you're in love,
that nothing can stand in the way.
Just remember life can't always be a fairy tale.
Life with love is also filled with bumps and potholes.
There are times when your journey takes a nosedive and you sink in despair.
Wondering how things have gotten to be like this.

There will be times he will rescue you,
the damsel in distress.
But there are moments when a princess has to rescue her knight in shining armor.
Knowing that even they have some weaknesses,
that they need rescuing too.
After the battle is won,
there will still be bruises and healing to be done.
But the road is slightly a little smoother.
The journey of love just a little wiser.

April 1, 2004, two fools (also best friends) in love got married.

Not naming any names, but they are a good looking couple if I must say so.  :) Oh ya, and my mom helped me create this poem. We're a good team. ;) Love ya Mom!!

Dreams of Eternity

Tawny - gold satin.

Hands entwined and rings exchanged.

Drizzles on dark suits.

John 3:16

I believe in the Atonement. I know that Jesus suffered for me, and paid the price. He did this so I could live with him again. He did it not only to pay for my sins, but to pay for the hurt I've gone through in my life. I know with my whole heart that he loves me and knows me. 


I look forward to the day I can kneel at his feet and thank him for what he has done for me. I am so grateful for my Savior, my Redeemer, my loving Older Brother.

Atonement


A moment is all it takes,

for one silly foolish act,

a promise breaks.

Although it appears great fun,

feelings of despair settle,

once it is done.

Sorrow and much fear take hold,

wandering alone with guilt,

lost in the cold.

With a heavy load on top,

it's hard not to just give up,

give in and stop.

Seeking guidance from above,

whisperings of the answers,

by his love.

Correcting the mistakes made.

The burden becomes lighter.

Rely on that which was paid.

Only then can peace remain.

Striving to do what is right.

We may attain.

My favorite place to be . . .

Not quite sure of a fitting title for this one yet, I don't want to just have it Temple, I need suggestions. Thanks for the help. :)

Early morning rays,

gradually and softly,

fall on the white stone.

Making it sparkle,

glistening with jewels.

Covenants are made.

Blessings and wondrous miracles.

Hope and security,

a home from heaven,

filled with eternal love.

Rooms flowing with comfort,

pure and bright.

Promise of a forever family.

The sweet little boy that I adore

Alyxander

Angel from above, blue-eyed wonder,

Looking up at me, peace fills my soul.                 

Your smile takes my mind off of daily thunder.

Xperiencing life, day by day,

Already capturing many hearts.

Needing to eat, sleep, and play,

Daily dose of love is given to everyone.

Excited to be in this world,

Remember who you are, my darling sweet son.

Bottled emotion

As a child to a young teenager, I didn't express the times that I was really sad or hurt. When I started High School, I composed all of that emotion into this poem.

First Drop of Fear

Thunder rumbling, lightning flashes.
I look up to the sky as a raindrop hits my cheek,

already wet with tears.

A glance,

nothing more and a child's laughter fades away.

Hopes and dreams,

with just a single squeeze,

can cause them to break.

A room with an unfinished painting.

A lost toy.

Feeling tired and alone.

As you wander in a scorching desert,

under a blazing sun.

Miles of dry sand,

accompanied by the sharp breath of a dragon.

An accident,

with death at the door,

It wouldn't have hurt you so much,

were it not for the loved one inside.

A glass figurine teeters and falls.

Shattering into tiny hazardous daggers.

The silence.

The stillness.

I wipe away my tears,

as rain continues to fall.