Im memory of her... dont let her words fade as she did one day!
My name is Carolyn, people call me Rae, or MOM. I have a eight year old son, Dustin. A five old son, Richard Jr, and William who is almost 2. I've had a lot of pain in my life, and getting over those days everyday. And writing was the way to solve it, well most of the time.
I had it rough with my parents, I still do. MY real father walked out on me, and came back into my life, and left me again. My real mom was never a mom to me. And the woman that raised me, was my Aunt, She was always more then that she was my mom. And the last man I called dad is dead (I wish my last father was my only father).
I got a few things that should be read by everyone, And when they aren't mine, I'll let you know.
I have GREAT wishes for my sons, and I hope they grows to be AWESOME MEN.
Maybe one day I'll find out just what I am looking for in life, right now, being a mother, daughter, and friend are fine with me, but once I finally decide what to do in life I'll go from there. Which I think that I now know where I am heading to. I am working hard to become a social worker CPS worker, and have close to A year left. I was accepted into Phi Thete Kappa, but I have moved to Oklahoma, where I am making my life become something more than it was months ago. I have become an optomist in relationships, as soon as I feel like things are going to well, I try to find a way to get out of them, come to find out its really not them pulling away... but me pushing them away and trying to find a reason to leave. maybe one day I will get over it, maybe one day I will finally feel safe with myself in a way.
I only can do so much. And have made my life better in a way that I could say was beyond my control. And every day I thank my God for it. Jesus has blessed me every day. Even more so by sparing my life in my accident in May of '06.
I love writing poems, singing, and playing with my children. I am active in Church, and home life. I have to work on using my left wrist again, but with what it has been through, I am proud of that much.
When I was one-and-twenty
BY A E Houseman
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
`Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free.'
But I was one-and-twenty
No use to talk to me.
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard him say again,
`The heart out of the bosom
Was never given in vain;
'Tis paid with sighs a plenty
And sold for endless rue.'
And I am two-and-twenty
And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.
XIV
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I try to hold on but I'm calloused to the bone, Maybe that's why I fell alone.
ME... I'm rusted and weathered, barely holding together, I'm covered in skin that peels and it just won't heal, Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, Sometimes I feel like giving up, The day reminds me of you, the night hides your truth, the earth is a voice speaking to you, take all this pride, And leave it behind, Becasue one day it ends, one day we die, Believe what you will that is your right, but I choose to fight, So I choose to fight, TO FIGHT!
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I listen to that song more then I should, that and a few others, I have 10 hours a night Thursday thru Sunday to do nothing but babysit some what. maybe I should start wrighting more but my writings have become dark and sad, wonder when I can write again... and not just have random thoughts run thru my head!
I love my Family, and wouldn't change anything about them, other wise it wouldn't be my family. My kids are growing up fast. Sometimes I am afraid to blink, I might have grand children if I do that, I want to cherish every last moment with them.
My name is Carolyn, people call me Rae, or MOM. I have a eight year old son, Dustin. A five old son, Richard Jr, and William who is almost 2. I've had a lot of pain in my life, and getting over those days everyday. And writing was the way to solve it, well most of the time.
I had it rough with my parents, I still do. MY real father walked out on me, and came back into my life, and left me again. My real mom was never a mom to me. And the woman that raised me, was my Aunt, She was always more then that she was my mom. And the last man I called dad is dead (I wish my last father was my only father).
I got a few things that should be read by everyone, And when they aren't mine, I'll let you know.
I have GREAT wishes for my sons, and I hope they grows to be AWESOME MEN.
Maybe one day I'll find out just what I am looking for in life, right now, being a mother, daughter, and friend are fine with me, but once I finally decide what to do in life I'll go from there. Which I think that I now know where I am heading to. I am working hard to become a social worker CPS worker, and have close to A year left. I was accepted into Phi Thete Kappa, but I have moved to Oklahoma, where I am making my life become something more than it was months ago. I have become an optomist in relationships, as soon as I feel like things are going to well, I try to find a way to get out of them, come to find out its really not them pulling away... but me pushing them away and trying to find a reason to leave. maybe one day I will get over it, maybe one day I will finally feel safe with myself in a way.
I only can do so much. And have made my life better in a way that I could say was beyond my control. And every day I thank my God for it. Jesus has blessed me every day. Even more so by sparing my life in my accident in May of '06.
I love writing poems, singing, and playing with my children. I am active in Church, and home life. I have to work on using my left wrist again, but with what it has been through, I am proud of that much.
When I was one-and-twenty
BY A E Houseman
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
`Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free.'
But I was one-and-twenty
No use to talk to me.
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard him say again,
`The heart out of the bosom
Was never given in vain;
'Tis paid with sighs a plenty
And sold for endless rue.'
And I am two-and-twenty
And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.
XIV
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I try to hold on but I'm calloused to the bone, Maybe that's why I fell alone.
ME... I'm rusted and weathered, barely holding together, I'm covered in skin that peels and it just won't heal, Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, Sometimes I feel like giving up, The day reminds me of you, the night hides your truth, the earth is a voice speaking to you, take all this pride, And leave it behind, Becasue one day it ends, one day we die, Believe what you will that is your right, but I choose to fight, So I choose to fight, TO FIGHT!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Creed~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I listen to that song more then I should, that and a few others, I have 10 hours a night Thursday thru Sunday to do nothing but babysit some what. maybe I should start wrighting more but my writings have become dark and sad, wonder when I can write again... and not just have random thoughts run thru my head!
I love my Family, and wouldn't change anything about them, other wise it wouldn't be my family. My kids are growing up fast. Sometimes I am afraid to blink, I might have grand children if I do that, I want to cherish every last moment with them.
- Last seen on Nov 17 2:27 PM. Member since March 23, 2003.
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, and quote is "lost". - I am a 27 year old woman from Oklahoma (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a mother of three sons, working to help children, adults, and elders with changelles.
- I have 665 comments, 1 contest, 79 poems
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22 lines, 3 comments, May 7. In Pain
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I was half way asleep and this came out, I think its okay, but I really really really want everyone to let me know what you think and if th18 lines, 3 comments, December 11, 2008. In Life
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If only for a moment you were to listen
not just hear the words that were spoken -
She wears the Black leather and lace
the top of her head all the way down to19 lines, 3 comments, November 14, 2006. In Dark -
44 lines, 7 comments, October 4, 2006. In Other
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I remember hearing his voice
Screaming down the hall37 lines, 11 comments, June 23, 2006. In Hope -
22 lines, 8 comments, June 18, 2006. In Angst
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I bought this box
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Don't make me waiting
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What do you care if I am crying,
You have had your fun, -
I had asked if I could use you shoulder,
For me,20 lines, 1 comment, March 25, 2003. In Love
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Arkbear : It is a pleasure to meet you ~ on May 14, 2007I am in the middle of a contest right now....but shall try to get around to your page again soon ~
You are most kind to take the time and review a few of my poems this fine day ~
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Celticpoet on October 5, 2006Well now Carolyn...I read your page and wanted to say hello...I'm an older man myself (52)and my girlfriend is only 36 but she thinks I'm the best thing since sliced bread came on the market! It always makes me angry when I hear of Dads who walk out on their kids...I have 5 kids...4 of whom live with me and I love them dearly...nothing can take their place!...you have a good man there I believe...and I think your a fine young woman looking after your kids and making a home for your hubby...I wish you every happiness and success in your life...and keep on writing poetry until the day the ink runs out!...God bless...regards from Dan x
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looking4zion on October 1, 2006Hi, I was just wanting to let you know that I chaged my name!! (I was previously "masonbubb"). I am now "looking4zion". Anyway, it has been a while since I have heard from you, and thought that I would give you the update!!
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Simone Brooklyn on July 30, 2006thanks for your Comment on my poem=] I wanted to telll you that The movie with Jim Carey is Called The Truman Show=]] I will comment on your poems later, i dont have time now
