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| I have a dream for my family. I would like for all of my brothers and family to reunite. I would just once want to see my Aunt Durese again and all my lost ones. I would like to see everyone in my family. I really want to have the chance to meet everyone on my Dad's side of our family. I have a dream for myself. I want to graduate from IU. I want to become a famous baseball player. I like beseball because it makes me feel happy for myself. My idol is Mark McGwire. I have a dream for the world. I wish the world would stop all the war and slavery that some people go through. I wish everyone could get along. Most of all I wish all of the countries and everyone around the world would be nice to each other. I have a dream! |
| "Take My Hand" I cannot ease your aching heart, Nor take your pain away, But let me stay and take your hand And walk with you today. I'll listen when you need to talk, I'll wipe away your tears, I'll share your worries when they come, I'll help you face your fears. I'm here and I will stand by you, Each hill you have to climb. So take my hand, let's face the world -- Live one day at a time. You're not alone, for I'm still here... I'll go that extra mile, And when your grief is easier, I'll help you learn to smile! Author Unknown |
| Memorial I Audre Lorde *** If you come as softly as wind within the trees you may hear what I hear see what sorrow sees. If you come as lightly as the threading dew I shall take you gladly nor ask more of you. You may sit beside me silent as a breath and only those who stay dead shall remember death. If you come I will be silent nor speak harsh words to you -- I will not ask you why, now, nor how, nor what you knew. But we shall sit here softly beneath two different years and the rich earth between us shall drink our tears. |
| With every breath I take, I long for her encouragement and laughter. The sweet silliness of Reesey, just like the candy bar, she will forever be, My Sweet Moody Girl. I love you - Your Aunt Doo |
| The heart, like the grape, is prone to delivering its harvest in the same moment it appears to be crushed. |
| Dear Lord, Every single evening As I'm lying here in bed, This tiny little Prayer Keeps running through my head. God bless all my family Wherever they may be, Keep them warm and safe from harm For they're so close to me. And God, there is one more thing I wish that you could do, Hope you don't mind me asking Please bless my computer too. Now I know that it's unusual To Bless a motherboard, But listen just a second While I explain it to you, Lord. You see that little metal box Holds more than odds and ends, Inside those small compartments Rest so many of my friends. I know so much about them By the kindness that they give, And this little scrap of metal Takes me in to where they live. By faith is how I know them Much the same as you, We share in what life brings us And from that our friendships grew. Please take an extra minute From your duties up above, To bless those in my address book That's filled with so much love. Wherever else this prayer may reach To each and every friend, Bless each e-mail inbox And each person who hits send. When you update your Heavenly list On your own CD-ROM, Bless everyone who says this prayer Sent up to GOD.com. AMEN |
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| I Have a Dream - By Jason Johnson January 21, 2003 |
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| South Haven, Michigan |
| Beautiful Reesey..........where have you gone? Particles of moon dust scatter through this aching soul......... Sign, can you give me just one? Hollow this heart, where once your smile did dwell..... Now empty, in its place lies a broken shell....... Beautiful Reesey..........what have you done? Lonely, so lost, no words from you...... Thoughts........so vacant my mind, Now heart rules body, tortured, beating wildly, without clue. Now cast me away, and leave me anchored in lonely waves, Pitching and ebbing, breaking upon the shore, Floating in this moment, knowing you cannot be saved........... Please let me continue on, weightless, spinning, forgetting........ Hair spirals..........swirling tendrils, wispy........forming clouds around me. Longing no more for chances........only this empty spontaneous dancing. Beyond reach, within my dreams she peacefully roams Piercing stillness, the high pitched echo of a saddened broken bird Beautiful Reesey, please come home............. Karla Henderson May 8, 2003 |
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