thank you everyone with your nice words and positive responses.

i enjoy putting my thoughts down on papaer

I lay here with the covers pulled up over my head.
Trying to get all the anger and pictures out of my head.
I feel under the pillow for my insurance on this night.
The amount of hitting, hurting has reached new heights.

During the day, when things are good I call him dad.
But in the dark of night, if people had only seen what I had.
I hear the front door open from his night out on the town.
Here under the covers I pray I will not be found.

I hear the fighting, the screaming so I know here we go again.
To stop him tonight I ask myself would that be a sin.
I can hear him hitting mom, putting her through another living hell.
Why would not the police , judges anyone put him in jail.

Things have went to quiet in the other room.
Is this night at an end. No is what I would have to assume.
Then it happens, my door slams open crashing into the wall.
I gather all my strength, for on this night I will make the call.

I reach under the pillow, it is cold, hard and big in my hand.
Then he yells for me to get up and take my punishment like a man.
I sit up and look him in the eye. Unleashing all the weapons fury.
Then it is quiet, not a movement or a sound. It was judge and jury.

Running in to be with mom. I am sorry mom but something had to be done.
See her laying there with all the bruises and blood, I put down dad’s gun.
We hugged and held each other with all our might.
We promised each other a life were there would be no more fights.

My day started out very good fueled and then on my way.
The sun was out, heading to Houston on this day.
Delivery my load then I would be on my way back home.
The life of a truck driver, across the country I will roam.

I was on my way and sure to reach my ending goal.
Stopped in Oklahoma to pay there highway toll.
Going through the gears, looking forward to getting down the road.
Looking forward to making my delivery and getting my next load.

What would happen in the next few seconds would change everything.
A traveler missed the toll, his decision, the repercussions it would bring.
He decided to turn around, go back to pay them the money due.
Slowing down, starting to make a u-turn he never had a clue.

As the car turned. It came across right in front of my truck.
I pushed as hard as I could on the brakes, but there was no luck.
As I prayed the truck would stop. I could see a lady sleeping in the seat.
The metal crushed, the glass blowing out, my heart skipped several beats.

The driver got out of the car unaware of what he had just done.
He kept trying to talk to his wife but the response was none.
I dialed 911 to get help fast onto the scene.
All the glass. The blood, I feared of what it would mean.

After what seem like hours, they removed her from the mangled mess.
As the helicopter took off, there health I could only guess.
Police said “ there was nothing I could have done to stop what took place.
But it can not stop me from continuing to see this poor lady’s face.

After weeks of not much sleep. Hoping the pictures in my head will fade.
I found out they was going to be alright, after alot of phone calls where made.
Now if I could stop it from playing over and over inside my head.
I thank god that on that day no one ended up dead.

So when you are out there on our highways and byways.
Please remember to think before you leap, then we all have good days.
This will have a long lasting effect on all involved that afternoon.
Your life as you know it today, a little inattention, it can change to soon.

when i seen her I knew the possibilities i had to explore.
would she except my advances, or show me to the door.
as we talk and learned about each other's life.
i had to ask myself. how could a man have wanted her to be his ex-wife.

as we dated and learned so much more. wow things were going really great.
i started asking myself. "could this be what people call my soul mate?"
after sometime had past. I finally got on a knee and ask her for her hand.
my heart was beating ever so fast when she said yes. as i offered her a golden band

we walk together in life with all it's ups and it's downs.
but we she says "I love you" it is still the most beautiful sound.
after countless years and so many memories as we look around
I know that true love is out there with compassion and laughter abound.

as i lay here with my life i know coming to a close.
her love has always been as beautiful as the morning dew kissing a red rose.
my time has come. but i will leave you with these last words.
it is worth it all. to give up on experiencing true love would be absurd

I wake up this morning, looking over the drifting sand.
The sun is hot, bright I am getting one heck of a tan.
I miss you and can picture you sitting out on the porch swing.
To you pictures, your touch , your love I always cling.

It is time to go to work. Strap up my boots and go help my team.
The people here appreciate what we do or so it seems.
I have seen them laugh , smile and I have seen them cry.
For their freedom many of our closest friends have to die.

Your love is what keeps me going on.
I can picture you and I out working on the lawn.
It is a far different way of life way over here.
We are so lucky to be born an American dear

My being over here I know this can not be easy on you.
I will come home to you please believe this is true.
After all the fighting and death I hope I am still the same man.
These people do need help, someone had to make a stand.

As for being a soldier, this is far more than just a day at work.
One has to be careful. With the bullets and bombs, evil will lurk.
I will do everything I can to insure I will come home to your arms.
We meet the enemy on this day. Bullets flying it set off all the alarms.

After a long day of work they told me I get to come back to the states.
I get to see the one I love. We can take the boat and just spend the day on the lake.
You are the reason every morning I wake up with a really big smile.
Until I with the love of my life I will be counting down every mile.

My day started out very good fueled and then on my way.
The sun was out, heading to Houston on this day.
Delivery my load then I would be on my way back home.
The life of a truck driver, across the country I will roam.

I was on my way and sure to reach my ending goal.
Stopped in Oklahoma to pay there highway toll.
Going through the gears, looking forward to getting down the road.
Looking forward to making my delivery and getting my next load.

What would happen in the next few seconds would change everything.
A traveler missed the toll, his decision, the repercussions it would bring.
He decided to turn around, go back to pay them the money due.
Slowing down, starting to make a u-turn he never had a clue.

As the car turned. It came across right in front of my truck.
I pushed as hard as I could on the brakes, but there was no luck.
As I prayed the truck would stop. I could see a lady sleeping in the seat.
The metal crushed, the glass blowing out, my heart skipped several beats.

The driver got out of the car unaware of what he had just done.
He kept trying to talk to his wife but the response was none.
I dialed 911 to get help fast onto the scene.
All the glass. The blood, I feared of what it would mean.

After what seem like hours, they removed her from the mangled mess.
As the helicopter took off, there health I could only guess.
Police said “ there was nothing I could have done to stop what took place.
But it can not stop me from continuing to see this poor lady’s face.

After weeks of not much sleep. Hoping the pictures in my head will fade.
I found out they was going to be alright, after alot of phone calls where made.
Now if I could stop it from playing over and over inside my head.
I thank god that on that day no one ended up dead.

So when you are out there on our highways and byways.
Please remember to think before you leap, then we all have good days.
This will have a long lasting effect on all involved that afternoon.
Your life as you know it today, a little inattention, it can change to soon.

I lay here with the covers pulled up over my head.
Trying to get all the anger and pictures out of my head.
I feel under the pillow for my insurance on this night.
The amount of hitting, hurting has reached new heights.

During the day, when things are good I call him dad.
But in the dark of night, if people had only seen what I had.
I hear the front door open from his night out on the town.
Here under the covers I pray I will not be found.

I hear the fighting, the screaming so I know here we go again.
To stop him tonight I ask myself would that be a sin.
I can hear him hitting mom, putting her through another living hell.
Why would not the police , judges anyone put him in jail.

Things have went to quiet in the other room.
Is this night at an end. No is what I would have to assume.
Then it happens, my door slams open crashing into the wall.
I gather all my strength, for on this night I will make the call.

I reach under the pillow, it is cold, hard and big in my hand.
Then he yells for me to get up and take my punishment like a man.
I sit up and look him in the eye. Unleashing all the weapons fury.
Then it is quiet, not a movement or a sound. It was judge and jury.

Running in to be with mom. I am sorry mom but something had to be done.
See her laying there with all the bruises and blood, I put down dad’s gun.
We hugged and held each other with all our might.
We promised each other a life were there would be no more fights.

thanks to the the folks out here that have such good things to say about the writing that I have done.
I write from the heart and let it guide me thru to the pen and paper.


ooh this is the days of no pen just a key board. lol

as I look around the town and all the damage the storm had done
but yet today you could feel the heat from the morning sun.
things was bad and people's lives have been put on hold.
many left with out a home is what I have been told.

I ask why does this have to happen to good people like us.
the hurt, the anguish around town is all the buzz.
I walk back talking to my neighbors along the way.
Some i had seen but never talked to until this day.

we tried to make some kind of order, working side by side.
the it hit as i stood there with my eyes open wide.
as bad as all of this destruction might have appeared to be.
there was more good coming out of this than any one could see.

as the weeks and months have gone and past.
the friendships and closeness we build will always last.
the storm might have caused alot of damage to the outside looking on.
but the days of not knowing your neighbor. all that is gone.

the rebuilding is now all but done.
as the morning wakes to the rising sun.
our lives here are far more richer from that day.
was it a bad thing that happened? no is what i would have to say.

As I sit here waiting for you to come through the that door.
I am getting an ache in my heart as I pace the floor.
Wondering what I have done that is so bad.
Or did you just get tired of being a husband and a dad,

You think the grass is greener on the other side.
All the names, numbers and phone calls you try to hide.
I don’t need that kind of proof. I can feel it in my heart.
How did you get to where you are. How did it all start.

When there was problems or issues if we could have just talked.
Time is running out for you and I. take a look at the clock.
As the hours creep into the night. I sit here all alone in the chair.
What you are doing is wrong. I guess life is not fair.

I am now packing up your things so you can go be with her.
Tired of the games the lies this time I will not be deterred.
Maybe one of these days you will realize what you have done.
When the day will come when you have to explain it all to your son.

I will find someone who wants to be with me and me alone.
Who these kind of actions they would never condone.
I wish that we would have not ended up this way. I will have a new life. Not wondering where you are today.

when i seen her I knew the possibilities i had to explore.
would she except my advances, or show me to the door.
as we talk and learned about each other's life.
i had to ask myself. how could a man have wanted her to be his ex-wife.

as we dated and learned so much more. wow things were going really great.
i started asking myself. "could this be what people call my soul mate?"
after sometime had past. I finally got on a knee and ask her for her hand.
my heart was beating ever so fast when she said yes. as i offered her a golden band

we walk together in life with all it's ups and it's downs.
but we she says "I love you" it is still the most beautiful sound.
after countless years and so many memories as we look around
I know that true love is out there with compassion and laughter abound.

as i lay here with my life i know coming to a close.
her love has always been as beautiful as the morning dew kissing a red rose.
my time has come. but i will leave you with these last words.
it is worth it all. to give up on experiencing true love would be absurd

sorry folks I was kind of new at this posting thing.

don't hang to from a tall tree!!! I am not short lol

I wake up this morning, looking over the drifting sand.
The sun is hot, bright I am getting one heck of a tan.
I miss you and can picture you sitting out on the porch swing.
To you pictures, your touch , your love I always cling.

It is time to go to work. Strap up my boots and go help my team.
The people here appreciate what we do or so it seems.
I have seen them laugh , smile and I have seen them cry.
For their freedom many of our closest friends have to die.

Your love is what keeps me going on.
I can picture you and I out working on the lawn.
It is a far different way of life way over here.
We are so lucky to be born an American dear

My being over here I know this can not be easy on you.
I will come home to you please believe this is true.
After all the fighting and death I hope I am still the same man.
These people do need help, someone had to make a stand.

As for being a soldier, this is far more than just a day at work.
One has to be careful. With the bullets and bombs, evil will lurk.
I will do everything I can to insure I will come home to your arms.
We meet the enemy on this day. Bullets flying it set off all the alarms.

After a long day of work they told me I get to come back to the states.
I get to see the one I love. We can take the boat and just spend the day on the lake.
You are the reason every morning I wake up with a really big smile.
Until I with the love of my life I will be counting down every mile.

when you look deep inside your heart and soul, what do you you see
there has been hurt, the lies, how did it happen to me?
the heart is a precious thing, to love and to adore.
it is locked up never to set free no more.

we want love for life. but is it worth what we have to endure to find.
can we lock it up and feel it is justified in our minds.
then tell ourselves we can go through life being happy.
we can go without love, hugs, & kisses it is just being sappy.

time will make it pass. like spring does to the fallen snow
to have someone reach inside your soul, tingle down to your toes.
you have to step back and catch your breath to insure it is real.
can you open your heart your soul for that kind of a deal.

do you have the ache and the yearning, someone to give yourself to.
how can it be if to your heart & soul you can not be true.
will you lock it up and watch life go by from the sidelines.
or jump in and find true love to forever be entwined

when you look deep inside your heart and soul, what do you you see
there has been hurt, the lies, how did it happen to me?
the heart is a precious thing, to love and to adore.
it is locked up never to set free no more.

we want love for life. but is it worth what we have to endure to find.
can we lock it up and feel it is justified in our minds.
then tell ourselves we can go through life being happy.
we can go without love, hugs, & kisses it is just being sappy.

time will make it pass. like spring does to the fallen snow
to have someone reach inside your soul, tingle down to your toes.
you have to step back and catch your breath to insure it is real.
can you open your heart your soul for that kind of a deal.

do you have the ache and the yearning, someone to give yourself to.
how can it be if to your heart & soul you can not be true.
will you lock it up and watch life go by from the sidelines.
or jump in and find true love to forever be entwined

when i seen her I knew the possibilities i had to explore.
would she except my advances, or show me to the door.
as we talk and learned about each other's life.
i had to ask myself. how could a man have wanted her to be his ex-wife.

as we dated and learned so much more. wow things were going really great.
i started asking myself. "could this be what people call my soul mate?"
after sometime had past. I finally got on a knee and ask her for her hand.
my heart was beating ever so fast when she said yes. as i offered her a golden band

we walk together in life with all it's ups and it's downs.
but we she says "I love you" it is still the most beautiful sound.
after countless years and so many memories as we look around
I know that true love is out there with compassion and laughter abound.

as i lay here with my life i know coming to a close.
her love has always been as beautiful as the morning dew kissing a red rose.
my time has come. but i will leave you with these last words.
it is worth it all. to give up on experiencing true love would be absurd