Monthly Archives: September 2011

Cowgirl Hoedown

When I look at my apparel I see several different women I try to be

thoughts flying within my head of what makes the most comfort for me

I look nice in a dress and shoes, although it’s not really always me

I look nice in a dressy casual cachey and cashmere okay so that is comfortable but not me

I feel best fitted in cowgirl boots and country hats and country western apperal best

the cowgirl is where my home has always remained cowgirl is in my name

this is the best place apperal for me

nice and relaxing and comfortable for me

The Cowgirl hoedown is where i prefer to be


Posted by on September 29, 2011 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized


There Used To Be A Day…

There used to be a day in life where I could hold my own

where I always had a secure job with money to fall on

where the economy felt safe no mater where you were or who you went to

there used to be a day when my paycheck was six-hundred and forty five each pay

there used to be a day when I lived on my own and did all on my on the way I was happy

now years down the line the economy and government has had a great fall

I haul out in my life not even being able to hold up my own door

where I can’t even get security in knowing that I can obtain a job of my own again

I used to be able to spend and buy with my own stash of cash

while still sitting upon a pile of it’s own

there used to be a day where no table’s lay unturned

where everything within my life was nice and done

now I sit here in rubbish and trash

of a life that is not my own

no safety making me feel comfort of my feet

trying to make all my ends in life meet

watching all I have left in life crumble more beneath my feet

nothin left for me to call a safe haven or safe place

trying to stay tall on my feet

living as a handicapped is not the life that I asked for me

with each difficulty in life and each difference that I have

something in life is always holding me back

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Posted by on September 29, 2011 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized


My Current Low Down Life

Living life on the edge is not the easiest thing

with no money to hold onto or spend

no job to call your own

a life your holding on top of hope to

in hope that the hopes will float on down

on the verge of being homeless

knowing you are at sinking point

staying sane so that the government doesn’t put restraints upon us

God is keeping you safe and sane

Life on the edge

is just not what I would portrait on any friend or foe

but right now this is how my life shall go

I do not like it NO

but it’s what I have right now

with no help for money, no job taking me in, no home for me and the children

health has gone down as well

but still I stay focused and looking high to the sky

pulling my head from looking to the ground

for when I let it fall and my eyes begin to wonder the earth

it brings me to the wealth and materialistic and virtue of the ground I stand

causing me to fall into the deep dark hole of depression and giving up at hand

So I keep my head high so as I can say that all will be okay and God will see me thru

this is only temporary transition I am traveling thru

In my time he will see me and I will walk the stairs to the new heights in my current low down life

Those who sit and stare or laugh at me will have their own time revenge handed to them

for this is a serious matter and all concerns are with me and not what they think inside

Only I know the life I have and they have not been down this road

They’re day will come and they will see their very own current low down life

like this life here now surrounding me


Posted by on September 29, 2011 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized


Staying True To You Is All I Want To Do

staying true to you is all I want to do

My life seems endless in heartache and pain

I want to turn that around and be able to have a cathedral of fame

I want to believe that we will work all the way

I want to call you my soul mate for a lifetime and not just a day

Staying true to you is all I want to do

 to live one happy life not always alone

holding up family and making it grow larger on

staying true to you is all I want to do

living life by each others side

coming home to your wide open arms each night

And kissing you softly g’bye in the morning dew as you leave for your day on the roads ahead

Staying true to you is all I want to do

life filled with eternity and bliss as we travel together on the road to the future

starting today from now until eterenity

staying true to you is all i want to do

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Posted by on September 29, 2011 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized


News Flash – September 27, 2011 *UPDATES*

Angel Takes Flight has posted some new materials if you have not known already or have not gone and read anything now is your chance. Come on in. All are welcome.

By the way *update* For all who knew already and have been following progress with my daughter Sarah’s abnormality growth behind her ear. She had been put on a new medication as of about almost a week and a half ago now and the abnormality has begun to recede a bit more now. she will still remain on the meds for about another week and has an appointment to follow up with an ENT next week. If you do not know what an ENT is, and ENT is a specialist who knows all about the Ear Nose and Throat. So she will be going to see the specialist and then I will know a bit more what we are up against and what the long term progress and healing will consist more of for treatment and knowledge of what we are dealing with.But life has not left any obsticles unturned for as we deal with all this, Brie and Sarah both just became aware that they each have a ear infection that they are now battling with meds on top of Sarah already taking meds. All the family including myself have sore throats and feel misserable as well as some like myself are running high fevers. So no stone has been left un turned but I know soon enough hopefully we will come to a clearing in the pastures and see a brand new light day.

*Second Update* is for anyone interested in thinking about a new puppy. The local SPCA of Conshahocken have a good few two month old up to just over a yr puppies right now still available for adoptions.

If you are interested in blue pits breed I have access to some puppies that a friend’s dog just had her puppies so they are even younger and are also for sale as well so those are some great possibilities up for grabs. Hope you enjoy my site and we stay connected by the wire. Thanks, Fun Surfing!!

*Second Thanks for staying updated and keeping in the post line.

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Posted by on September 27, 2011 in Uncategorized


The Beginning Kindergartener

Just kindergarteners you’ve grown up so fast your now in your first art club after school and wanting so hard to keep trying still on your own
Not yet knowing what you are doing and not fully yet willing to listen and learn how
You are the mastermind behind all of you
Only doing it your way still not fully trusting and relying in anyone but you
Yet still being part in the two year old child crying over everything that doesn’t go your way
Very testing in my life as nerves raise high at many times
Soon enough you’ll be headed to 10 than 13 time has flown so quickly, so soon I guess this is all age trend of being the beginning kindergartener
Although as you begin to mature and grow at times it makes me miss the infant baby in you

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Posted by on September 27, 2011 in Love, Uncategorized


Love Is Not Just Words Of A Wonderful Fairytale

I lay in my bed thinking over my life realizing with myself just how important you are with me
Realizing just what life woul be like laying next to you at night and waking bedside you at day
Not having anything to think or discuss except things which have happened to me,or the memories and virtual life of you and I and the web of today which is most of what you and I see
That seems to be where we mostly would be to meet
but I still question when will that day finally come and be
I have been waiting so long holding my hopes and dreams of seeing that day yet still not knowing when that day will be
I hold different memories of your life with me here cherishing things that I have liked and seen of the you that I know on here that I have held onto and kept close by to me
I know that one day I will gain ownership of the one most beautiful rock in life that you wear forever just after one day
But reality in this dream is still forthcoming for me
I have not had this special day written amongst the sky yet for me
However I know that there is still hope for this one day
Till then I hold true to the faith and believing that this will truely happen one day but for now this is the life God has handed to me in the current skies. Where is he when will we be I aka myself o er and over again but have not yet seen an answer for me.
One the day that I receive my rock I am sure that will be the day that you see me cry
I am very strong all the way around, but even emotions no matter how strong can crumble beneath to the ground
That will be the day you will see my floods and I will know that love is not just words of a wonderful fairytale even with the love that may seem so real

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Posted by on September 27, 2011 in Love, Uncategorized


If I Got The News I Was Gonna Die Young

If I got news that I were gonna die young
Would you find your way still to my side
Would you walk with me all the way
Would you protect me throughout all I find in life
I i got news this very day would you stand with me in each of my crying eyes
Would you swim with me on a deep blue ocean before I loose my sight of such a beauty
Would you take me away with an open mind and an open heart in hopes and dreams that we would never part
Would you release me into the wild if the day came that I died
Letting go of my …our life
If I got the news that I was going to die young
Would you continue to love me still all along
Or would you turn to run and hide with our love burning a fire inside
Would you hold on forever even if I loose the time to be here by your side
If I were to get the news that was doing to die young
Would you give up on me and go to look for another love that isn’t mine or will I always have you within my life
Yet if I ever live every moment in life that may just be a very good sign
We would never leave anything behind all focus would remain fresh on the mind


Posted by on September 27, 2011 in Love, Uncategorized


By The Depths Of My heart

In the depths of my heart I do believe

In the crevesses within i feel like I will soon burst at the seams

My love out lasts any pasts indeed

it holds fast to life pulling it throughout time

In the depth of my soul you have made me whole

i want to show it throughout my life

in the depths of my heart

you are my one

the one i will live with in my forever life

you are my number one

No one will ever seperate us into two again

our journey and legassy will live forever on

You are defenatly still my number two

 as number one is held in God’s hands the son

that will never rearrange or disapear

as will shall always stay so near

by ones side we shall remain

by ones side we shall remain


Posted by on September 26, 2011 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized


If You Could Look Into My Heart

If you could look into my heart

sure enough you would see all that still remains inside of me

from trust issues, to tangled webs in life to all the love i hold true to you

you could see the pain i was never willing to grow out of in my heart

but helping me to know now that we would never part

If you could see into my heart you could truly see how much you really mean to me

If you could see into my heart

My words word never have to speak a word

as my heart would show it all layed out

I you could look into my heartWe’d always be

 I would never have to question if our

knowing we’d always be alright

and here together by my side

with you being able to see inside of my heart and my dreams

life would never hold any little or even big surprises

If you could look into my heart you could see my love and how pure and true

you could know that this love is real

 not just a picture or figmant of any long, lost crumbled hearts

 looking to heal the suffered wounds and looking for a fresh new life

you can hold your head high and rest with relief

If you could look into my heart you could see what I see


Posted by on September 25, 2011 in Love, Poetry, Short Stories, Uncategorized