OH WHAT A DAY!

The day is here so have no fear,

For dawn is near,

Light soon will appear.

I feel inside, to take off the leash and run.

What fun! What fun! It will be,

To see me run with such glee,

A dream set free.

I watch the morning sun.

SIGHTS UNSEEN

Dreams are the future of reality.

They will take you to sights unseen.

A vision ahead will steadily mark your course,

A chimera, a vista, a realm of perplexity,

Will carry you to your destination.

Set your course on a vast open range of reality.

Realize your possibilities and set your inhibitions free.

The illuminating white, of the fresh open mirage,

Draws you in, beckoning you,

Calling you, carrying you with the wind.

It suitably will become your playground of opportunity.

It will fill your imagination, change your destiny,

Spark the vision of your soul.

Dreams are the future of your own reality.

Live as if you only dare to live,

Love only as you wish you could,

Dream to make reality yours.

The sight unseen is yet to come,

Realize your reality, concrete the fallacy,

...Bring your vision home.

Sue Rowe‘06

MOTHERS ARE A SPECIAL KIND

Mothers are a special kind,

Much different than the rest of Mankind.

Mothers are kind,

Never leave you behind.

Always there to help remind.

May paddle your behind,

To reprehend when you don’t mind.

At times may pretend she is blind,

To plant a seed in your growing mind,

So you can grow in your own time.

A Mother will be there when you’re in a bind.

So when you come across a Mother you will find,

How a Mother is a special kind,

Much different than the rest of Mankind.

MY SHELL

I’ve lived my life in a shell trying to get out,

Wanting to be someone, anyone, I do shout.

But wall’s are built to big and to high,

I think of it all, and begin to cry.

When you live like this, you really want out.

This is how I feel, there is no doubt.

Heavy load on the heart, driving down the street,

Not wanting to wake, when my head hits that sheet.

Tears drop down, falling heavy as lead,

One could drowned, in the tears I shed.

How do you fill your life, when so empty inside?

You keep trying, but it's a down hill ride.

Is somebody out there? Does anyone care?

Am I on my own in all this despair?

Is the glass half empty? Is the glass half full?

There’s not enough water to fill this hole.

Holdin tight, to stay above it all.

Fingers slippin, don’t want to fall.

Let’s be there for each other,

Support one another.

Comfort me when I can’t myself.

Don’t put me out of reach way up on that shelf.

I’ll pick you up when you need me too.

I’ll hold out my hand, I’ll do that for you.

Turn to me every time you’re down,

Fall on the ground, don’t feel love around.

I know you keep trying, but it keeps on reminding,

Your empty again, I won’t leave you my friend.

Is somebody out there? Can someone hear?

This silent cry, no, you do fear.

Is the glass half empty? Is the glass half full?

Can I just get some water to fill this hole?

Hand in hand we’ll stay a float,

With water enough to fill a moat.

Sitting in my car, random thoughts drive by,

On this highway in the dark, no lights are nigh.

Making no since, I have to pull through,

Tiny ones at home, are counting on you.

Driving down the highway, sun hits my eyes,

Can’t get a hold of this pain to rise.

You think it is enough, but it just won’t fill,

The hole inside the person, behind your wheel.

Open the door, step outside,

Frigid on the feet, body drops, I slide.

Cars around, no one’s there,

No one to help, with this pain I bare.

I close my eyes, tears come down,

The warm breeze blows, my hair around.

You've come to me, to save me once more,

My heart starts to beat, my spirit does soar.

Your hand wipes away, my tear streaked cheek,

I take a deep breath, hold me tight I am week.

A cup half empty, now half full.

Thank you for, a much needed lull.

Take that hand it’s there somewhere,

There’s one out there, one who will care,

Listen to you, help you pull through.

One who won't mock, but make you feel new.

Don’t go through the journey of life alone,

Don’t fill this cup, on your own.

If you do you’ll be missing,

That sweet song kissing,

Your cheek good-bye,

Wiping your tears drops dry.

Learn from my past and you will see

You may find that friend, the one who will be.

The one who will stick by your side for all time,

The one who's hand is so gentle and kind.

Come out of your shell, and learn once and for all,

To hold out your hand, never give up when you fall.

Sue Rowe '05

In Your Eyes

You gave me a new light to shine in my eyes,

To brighten my path, clear clouds from the skies.

You gave me a light that's been dim for some time

I have been nothing but sad but now burning within.

A new light is born a second, none the less,

The first one was on but I was a mess.

I wish I could give you the gift I received,

The beacon that calms me when I am in need.

You came to my home and felt it there,

Yet could not describe the feel of the air.

A moment in time I wanted to share,

With you my kind friend, I feel your despair.

This light I have was a gift from above,

Things I cannot describe except with my love.

Things you may not know that would take some time,

To know what I mean, my state of mind.

I have this light that would warm your soul,

A burning within that would give you that glow.

I look in your eyes I can see,

Someone who is sad as I used to be.

To free you of this awful grim,

This light I have, this burning within.

Look into my eyes and there you will see,

The light of the maker, creator of you and me.

A moment of peace that feeling that came,

Is something for all much greater than fame.

A glory above which words can’t describe,

No physical pleasure can make one more alive.

I wish I could give you this beacon within,

For the glory you’ll receive there is no end.

Sue Rowe 6/13/05

CRY OF THE STY

When in this life your tossed, torn,
Never gonna make it on your own.
Take a look around the road will appear.
Drivin down the pavement in your rear view mirror.
Sometimes you pass it by,
With the tear that floods your eye.

The journey is the road your on, not the one behind.
Live today, know forever, that you will find...

It’s now, not never,
It’s life’s lost treasure,
It’s the gift from a honey bee,
That pollinates the smile, that you will very soon see.
It's the best fruit on the tree, that one could ever grow,
It takes away the sting of sorrow, that we all know.
I’ll stumble, I’ll fall, I’ll laugh about it all!

Life is the road, where you sit soaking up the sun.
It’s a cool fall day, geese wings filled with a golden ray.
That night on your own, watching stars all alone.
The sound of laughter, long after the passing tears.
Singing that song, when everyone sang along.
It’s loving all and everyone, your name on the list as number one.
It’s living your dreams, although it’s still a dream...

Until your dream has come.

It's making your dreams, out of ones you already have.

Your family, your friends, the roof over your blessed head
It’s never giving in, to that dark cloud up ahead.
Although it may pass, and spit upon your head.
It’s telling this life, with a long loud cry!
STY GET OUT OF MY EYE!

And now I tell you friend, this is really gonna end.

But not until you know, this thing that I've been told.

Don't throw away the moments, of life's cold fraying threads.

Hold them together, one by one, and a knit a sweater with them instead.

Life is just a passing day 24 hours of everything, anything and even nothing.

Every anything is something and nothing is just that.

Make each day count.

Each second, minute, hour, day, week, month, year.

Take them all and make them count.

Time is wasted if nothing is accomplished.

But nothing is hard to come by.

We all do something every second, every hour, of every day.

So you say, "What have I accompished?".

How do you know you have accomplished something?

If it's anything but nothing and even nothing is the same...

You have accomplished something.