To my Friend with all of my heart.
I heard the news of your personal loss today.
I am sorry, but I do not have the words to say.
And we wonder why it had to be this way.
No one can tell us and some will not say.
Why such innocent and precious lives are taken away,
When on this earth they spent not one day.
They were created in love as our Father did us make.
So why did these creations so early in life, did he take?
I have heard all things are done for a reason,
But these little blessings never saw their first season.
It is written that all things from God are good,
But how do you go on believing as we should?
That when these little lives never got to cry.
We ask our God many times over, "Why?".
There are things in this life we will never see,
But I keep hearing the words...."Trust in Me!".
I pass on my prayers and my thoughts to you from me,
And hope for the day the answer you will see.
It may not be the way you think it should be,
But it will be the best for all of us, "Trust Me.".
I can not explain many things around me that I see,
Like the Creation of the World and Human Anatomy.
I do know one thing and to you I will say,
God has them in his arms this very day.
There will come a day when you will see,
In the Heaven above, forever with you they will be.
I wish you my love and my prayers.
Jim
Where these words come from I do not know.
They come out fast and sometimes slow.
They make me put away my manly pride.
They are my feelings from deep inside.
I try to write from the inside what I feel.
Feelings from the heart are always real.
To you I share what my heart wants to say.
But my writings do not come out every day.
These writings are personal and very true,
But to share them is my gift to you.
I may wake up in the middle of the night,
And put down the words that I need to write.
Or they may come in the middle of the day,
But these are words that I need to say.
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My heart has lost the words to say,
So I will finish this another day.
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Judge me by my heart.
For my words may come from my mouth
and not my heart.
For my actions may come from my body
and not my heart.
For my looks may come from my eyes
and not my heart.
For my thoughts may come from my mind
and not my heart.
Judge me, by my heart.
I ask you to walk beside me, not in front of me, and not behind me.
For that is the way it was meant to be, side by side, you and me.
Is a book still a book if its pages are there or missing?
Is Spring still Spring if a flower is there or missing?
Is a child still a child if its parents are there or missing?
Is a man still a man if his heart is there or missing?
Is love still love if the feelings are there or missing?
Is caring still caring if the thought is there or missing?
Is a friend still a friend if they are there or missing?
Is trust still trust if the honesty is there or missing?
Is talking still talking if the words are there or missing?
Is sharing still sharing if the thing is there or missing?
Is a life still a life if the heartbeats are there or missing?
We know not what tomorrow may hold,
Because the great plans for us has not been told.
We know not where to go, to do, or to say.
We have to live our lives looking for the next day.
We take each day an hour and a minute at a time.
It does not make sense, with a reason or a ryhme.
It is not a promise that our lives will forever onward go,
So we need to live each day the best way that we know.
Mom,
I have a hurt to you that I can not show.
It is not where I had a big fall,
It is not something that I have broke,
It is not where I have hit my head,
It is not where I cut my finger,
It is not where I got in a fight,
It is not a big black eye,
It is not a new shirt that I tore,
It is not a scrape on my knee,
It is not that I got hit,
It is not that I have the flu,
It is nothing wrong with my ear,
It is not a cut on my little toe,
It is not where I got hit with a ball,
And it is not where I had to choke.
Mom, I have a hurt deep inside of me instead.
I wish it would go away and there not linger.
I wish you were here to make it all right,
But I know it would make you sad and cry.
I know you are not here anymore,
But I know you will always be with me.
Today, I had no one to talk to about it
And I just needed to talk again to you.
Thanks, Mom, for always being here.
Your Son,
Jimmy Ray
On the outside, I am a Clown.
On the outside, I wear my smile.
On the outside, are laughter and cheers.
On the inside, I wear my frown.
On the inside, I hurt for a while.
On the inside, are fears and tears.
I am a Man. I am a Clown.
I sit outside of my home looking at everything,
From my back porch rocker or in my swing.
I love to sit in my rocker on my little farm,
Watching the deer playing and them knowing no harm.
The birds are flying southward in the air.
They are flying slowly along and without a care.
I hear a Mockingbird singing his melodious song.
I can hear him singing it all the day long.
The wind is blowing a soft and gentle breeze.
You can hear the leaves rustling in the trees.
I see two small rabbits running around in the back.
I have given them names, Jill is one and the other Jack.
The Redtail hawk is flying high in the sky.
He is looking for a wee mouse in my pasture of Rye.
The wild flowers are showing their beauty and grace.
They have sprouted their many colors all over my place.
This late in the evening, the sun is shining still.
It leaves strange and eerie shadows on the hills.
I watch as a little black bug scurries on the ground,
Looking for his meal here, there, and all around.
Mother Nature is a grand and beautiful sight to behold.
She is wonderful whether the weather is hot or cold.
A picture can not give you but the things you see.
This is a place you have to visit and a part of it be.
I will miss this place when it is time to go.
It will stay forever in my heart and mind I know.
I hope that my next home will this truly be,
A "Home" for all of my friends, animals, and family.
My Mom passed away from thyroid cancer. It was the most aggressive and deadliest form there is. We found this out on February 23rd, my birthday. She passed away on July 2nd of that same year. She spent her last days in terrible pain and was using morphine to help control that pain. I was there beside her that last night. We talked and made our peace between us before she left to go be with my Dad.