The times are a changing, the old lady thought. She had to do re-arranging, yes that's what her son bought! No time to say I won't go! Now a move and on her way! Feeling blue and so really low! Oh, to a Nursing Home she would stay! Mom, I love you but, can't care for you! Son we learn from life and will know! I have kids and are in a day care too! I know son this is how we must grow! Danny, my love for you will not end! I tried so hard Mom, will visit a lot! You are in my heart, don't have to mend! I have memories that's what I got! The room was run down as Mom walked in. Son she said what a lovely room! Danny looked puzzled his head did spin! Now, I can tidy up this doom! We can find another place! Son this place is mine now! Oh, grab a broom and pick up the pace. Mom you move fast! Oh, wow! Months later a Mom gets, no phone call. Where is her son Danny, she cried! Then she calls him and happens to fall! Danny can't make it too busy he lied! Dave brings a wheelchair for her to sit! She really likes him they become a pair! Yes, a car he has with her it's a hit! They go for rides and they really care! Now, Mom knits a scarf for family and kids! Friends are depressed not wanting to live. She plays a piano to start depression to rid. Yes, her friends start laughing for her give! Danny and family show up one day! Looked in her room and she wasn't there! His Mother's not there she has gone away! Oh, to take the time and to really care! His eyes filled up and began to cry! Tears with the kids and also his wife! The manager came in asked him why !My MOTHER is DEAD the end of her life! Mom walks in just forgot her knitting things!Notices Danny and the family in tears. Starts singing, Sunshine with what looked like wings. Danny grabbed her and hugged with care! I was playing an Angel in a play for kids! I like to keep active, it helps me to live! Oh, this is David we married yes, did! We are so happy, cause we always give! She told him to see what all that he had. He was shocked she was married and when? Yes, an old lady with her man in his pad. Then he cracked up with a wish for them then! Be Happy Mom, I love you two! We have a small apartment on the coast! Yes, and when we can we'll visit you! Now lets go I'm making a roast! Son LOOK BEYOND TROUBLED TIMES! There is happiness out there. You'll be blowing bubbles! Just look up, love and care!
By Marsha Neuschwanter
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The Death of GI JOE!

My nephew who is fingers was touching things with glee! It was good to see the little guy, playing with his GI Joe. Yes, GI Joe has been through a lot slammed in walls. Down a toilet bowl, an armed chewed off was another blow. GI Joe felt this hard but, had to stay brave, he was the kids toy and loved the kid so.The boy grabbed him and laid down for a nap. He felt the boys love in his hand it did flow! Now, my nephew' fingers wakes up. Starts opening things and bangs on pots. He reaches and opens a place to put GI Joe. Then runs away that little small Tot! Well, he leaves with his mom.The next day GI Joe is really alone. GI Joe's friend is not there. Now worries remembering being thrown. The area is dark and it's getting hot. Can't open the door laid flat and still. The door was opened and smoke filled the air. GI Joe melted just his feet left there. The story is ended, GI Joe is at peace. It's hard being a toy, but I was loved by a boy. Too little to know what he does will cease. He will miss me, like me he gave me Joy! His grave was made: Here lies GI Joe,Gave strong love to a kid, didn't want to let go. Oven melted and was hid. He has my love that will never go. For my fingers: I loved you KID, now grow and let go!
By Marsha Neuschwanter
Given with Love!

I honor all the Military who fought all the wars! They gave and are still giving, there lives for the cause! Yes, to stop the hatred in all of the lands. Why is this always put in our hands? I've written to many soldiers in the war! One was writng me in a helicopter tour,wrote things that was happening and what he saw! Now, he has this in his mind that hits right to the core! Men come home with less then what they had! Trying to make it work, it's hard for them and sad!They deserve more then a metal, to me! They deserve love and help from you and me do you see? They fought and died for all of us! We say thanks but is that enough? Lets help them and give what ever we can. Given with All our love, for all of them! I'm sorry I hate war. Yes, I think the man that declares the war should be the ones that fight it. Then maybe they will realize what the soldiers go through. Just the leaders of the Country.
By Marsha Neuschwanter
My Thank You!

I had an Aunt when I was a child, who cared and loved me so. She was a nurse in her life but, took care of her sister too. She'd come to baby sit us and tell us such great tales. How, she had candles on her tree and with candy and nuts and things they made. No one could imagine today what this tree was like but, oh the imagination I used to really see the sight. She lived in an apartment house with us and came always to call. She'd take us out and go shopping and never fail to call. We loved her like a Mother and she filled our hearts with love. Now, she was going blind and didn't get out much. I'd bring her stories to tell her and a Tape Recorder for fun. She was always giving and caring for us all. Yes, then she was all alone and we'd go there everyday. We found her under the bed when we came in that way. She was in the hospital for awhile, she said to look in a pillow at her home. She gave us money in it but, it was for her funeral. I miss that wonderful white haired lady who gave of herself in love. Giving up a life for her sister and taking care of us with love. I now think she is an Angel watching down over us in this world telling stories to the children who have might of lived or not in a precious life. My Thank You to you Aunt Frances for making my life felt loved and giving your love so deeply you learned from God up above.
By Marsha Neuschwanter
Just One of Those Days!

Just one of those days. When you have to go and just make it. Then you have no toilet paper.
Just one of those days. Drive out with kids screaming, they get out with car running, no windows down locked out of car.
Just one of those days. Tell your husband you're on a diet and he finds you in the closet eating cake.
Just one of those days. You are climbing up stairs and you fall forward and land on the woman in front of you then she lands on the floor.
Just one of those days. No air conditioner putting on clothes yes by the time you get them on it is time to take them off for bed.
Just one of those days. Trying to write a poem and the food comes, I eat half the sandwich and my brother tells me its his.
Just one of those days. Praying there won't be another one Yes, and knowing there has to be. Like how would you know what a good day would be!
By Marsha Neuschwanter
Forever with You!

My eyes see you crying right there at my grave.Can feel your sorrow in so many ways.I long to hold you in my reached out arms.To enfold you always for the rest of our days.Wouldn't go with the Angels, couldn't go without you.I'm seeing all the pain that you are going through.I drop by with memories to cheer up your life.Yes, and thoughts of laughter that I did for you!I can't leave you, my heart won't let you go!You are so alone my loving sweetheart,and in a whisper in your ear I'll tell you so.My life might be gone, but I will not depart.God wants you to stay,to help others it seems.He has more life for you!To help someone's dreams.Find a friend and go out,Ah, you feel just fine!I'm with you here, just have some fine wine!Oh, name is Mark, I think he likes you!Don't push him away, you like him too.He will really stay there in your mind.Yes, and be happy your whole life through.It's ok my Sweat heart to feel love again.To open your heart, don't close it!You can touch you can feel, let your heart love,don't live dead please use your wit.Give life to people who don't want to live.Show them the love that's in life.Now, teach them all how to love and give.Yes, Marks happy that your his wife.Oh, Honey I know you still love me so.I'm not mad you married him.We lived our lives through each other.Yes, we were would go out a limb.I'm here for you always,just call I'll be there.Turn your tears into laughter.My sweat heart I care.You are in your 90s.'All that we Are,' is because of him above.Take my hand now sweet heart.There's our God showering us with his love.
By Marsha Neuschwanter
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