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Thanks for the kind words

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High up on a mountain
Cold and dark and grey
Was the last known dragon-
At least thats what they say...
He lived a life of solitude
For all who saw him feared;
They would shriek and run away
Every time he'd come near.

So he hid against the stone
and rarely did go out,
Until one day a stranger
Climbed up to seek him out
"Hello dragon, are you there?"
The strangers voice called loudly;
So the dragon stood and stretched
Exposing himself proudly-


The young man was in awe
The dragon was so exquisite.
Sadness filled the young mans face
The dragon asked "What is it?"
"I was to come and capture you
or kill you" he replied-
"But alas what would happen
If the last known Dragon died?"

The dragons head sunk low in thought
He said "do what you must do-"
"You are a young mighty warrior
With strength that you must prove"
"I suppose I just hoped
The hunting had come to an end
And maybe some one would just come
because they want to be my friend."

Guilt ridden and full of remorse
The warrior drew his massive blade
As he walked toward the dragon
He said "Do not be afraid-
For I will only tell the King
That no dragon exists at last
They have all been slain I fear
By the warriors of the past."

"From this day my strength will be
That this secret I will keep
So you can live your days out here
In the mountain caves so deep.
By my honor Ill protect you
and hold this secret dear
That I am the last soldier to know
That the last dragon alive- lives here."


Tressia Langston
Copyright 5/22/2008

Where did you come from and are there more like you there?

WOW!!

Every woman wants her man to feel that way- It would be really nice if they could all express it as wonderfully as you have-

That is awesome!!! Great writing-
Tressia

It started out so simple
Two friends just watching the game
We laughed and joked, talked of old times
Then you looked at me that way.

I saw the softness in your eyes
the way it used to be
All those many years ago
when you were loving me.

You held my hand so softly
And stroked your fingers thru my hair
Once again I was lost in your kiss
a feeling that can not be compared.

Its like we never missed a day
that our hearts could not forget-
There was no hesitation
There was no regret.

Just two souls still joined as one
Who had never lost their way
No words needed- just lingering looks
Said all we needed to say.

I cant wait to see you again
You make my world complete
I cant wait to feel your love
And taste your kisses so sweet.

Sounds of a shattered heart


The echoe fills the room as the lights go down
Silence is defening when it is shared alone.
Darkness is piercing my eyes.
It hurts not to see, floundering in the pitch black.
Even the rhythm of my heart seems unstable
in the lonliness I cant seem to wrap my head around.
No sweet hello when I come home, no hand to hold
while walking or watching a movie.
No sweet warmth as I lay me down to sleep. Sleep?
It evades me.
There are no passion filled arms to pull me near and steal my breath
away.
I wake up haggard and worn from a night of restlessness.
Longing to reach out to find my soulmate, my friend,
my resting place, yet again all I find is a void.
Who can muffle the sounds of a shattered heart?
I step thru the shards to try and find some shred of me
to put back together. But Im afraid I would'nt recognize
enough of me to know where to start.
An incomplete rendition with huge spaces remaining.
My feet bleed as I step on the broken pieces trying to find my way.
And breaking thru the silence is the tinkling of glass-
Sounds of a shattered heart.

Tressia A Langston
copyright
12/13/06

I am thrilled and feel so renewed- Being in the delivery room to see him born was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced. Its one thing to give birth and experience it as a mother, but to see your grandchild born and experience it from a different perspective was just very humbling, and so moving. To hold him seconds after his birth was just very emotional.
We have truly been blessed with a heathly and peaceful baby boy.
Thank you all for your kind words and well wishes....You are all the best!!
Greeneyed Grannie

Thank you to you all-
mom and baby are doing great and Dad is just grinning like mad-
This is one happy and very blessed grandma...


Posting pics soon
Love
Greeneyed granny

At 1;05 am this morning my sons baby was born-
I am grandma to a whopping 8 lb 10 oz baby boy (21 1/2 inches long)

He is heathly and happy and seems to be enjoying all the attention-Just like his daddy.

Thank you for celebrating the arrival of Brandon Jr. to this crazy mixed up world with us!

On my way to the hospital to get some more pics. will post more soon.....

Thank you for the kind words of encouragement-

you guys ROCK!

I have no problem with anyone of any race. After all if you took away our covering we are all the same underneath.
My problem lies however with manipulations, lies and your mouth writing checks your A** cant cash.
I tend to be leary of someone who has all the right things to say and smiles alittle too much. But charasmatic wins out everytime.
Like cattle to slaughter- look at Hitler
I believe we are in for "change"...however the entire nation and most likely the world could very possibly end up paying for a majority of ppl
who think they are righting past injustices.
These people were mesmerized by the prospect of
his promises and neglected to dig into the reality of "the man" behind the mask and unfortunately have set themselves up to be disillusuioned in the end. Too much power to one person is always a dangerous thing.

My point of view is that the ones who voted for this "man" will be sorry before it is over.
I would choose eithics over experience any day.

But we have quietly stood by and taken the handouts while our freedoms were slowly stuffed away in a closet somewhere and now even more "change" is inevidable....I do hope I am wrong and he looks out for everyone. I pray he is a man of honor but the record speaks for itself..

My belief is he will start out strong to gain everyones trust and things will be good for awhile. Then when were all fat and happy- pow.

This country and the world has lost its way...its prophesied and is happening according to that prophecy... we all need to be prepared.

Sitting in the dark I cried
Wondering what I did so wrong?
I gave a heart faithful and true
And a love forever strong

But it was so easy for you to walk
And now someone takes my place
But I behaved as I always do
And carried myself with grace

Knowing you had made your choice
I went on with my life
Never realizing how intensive you were
And how you filled everyday with strife.

So I have been blessed with freedom
And you still live the same way
Now missing me and Calling me back
But Im very content to stay

Be careful what you wish for
because somethings cant be returned
You just might get what you asked for
And some lessons are harder to learn.

"be careful who's toes you step on today- they may be connected to the A** you'll have to kiss later"

Oh yes- how ture, but you know we always come to know ourselves better and thats a good thing.

Thank you
Its very sad that tragedy makes for such GREAT writing!!!

Tressia

You said I was vendictive-
You said I was selfish-
Your words of malice screamed
"I really hated you all this time
But I got all I wanted out of you
and now Im done"

I gave you 4 years of my friendship-
Always being there when you needed someone
to validate you and clean up your
messes...be the peacemaker when you pissed someone off;

You said I weighed you down and
made you feel imprisoned;
You said that YOU couldnt enable
ME any further- Im laughing at that one...

Your last words to me were-
"I never want to see you again...
dont ever call me, dont e-mail me,,,etc
etc blah blah blah-
So I havent.

I slept the best I have slept in 4 years.
Cant say what you said didnt cut me to the bone.
But hey- I know who I am, YOU DO NOT DEFINE ME!

You keep calling me,
I just hit "ignore" - because I heard all too clearly.....

...what you said

It was only make believe
The way I thot that it would be;
The smile that came across your face
Had nothing to do with me-

It was only my imagination
Your heart was somewhere else
You never felt any love
Except the love of yourself

I was an opportunity
My heart slung open wide
and I gave so freely
All it held inside

But you took, then took some more
Thats all you know to do
Everybody warned me
But I saw the best in you-

But standing here now
with my empty heart
All it holds is tears
I realize why I shut me off
And lived behind my fears.

Its a cruel world Im sad to say
theres on heart break on both sides-
Those who believe and those who dont
and we all wonder why?

The ones who believed got taken
and now their faith is gone
Those who didnt- see why they dont
And just keep moving along.

No it cannot last-
But intimacy is more than just sex.
It is all the little things that you do through out the day
to let someone know they are important to you.
The kisses, little unexpected notes, long glances, compliments, words of encouragement.
Cooking together, hugs touches, bubblebaths...

I think some people forget about the little things
and get hung up on the sex.
I believe when you love some one from sun up in all the little ways the "making love" just comes naturally.

That is a good question Ruth- As a believer in Christ, I am always interested to learn of how others faith works it usually opens up doors for me to talk abput my beliefs. It is nice to see people can talk so openly.

There is a man at my work that says He doesnt go to church and he doesnt have to go to church to be a christian. I told him he was right He doesnt have to go to church to be a christian.

Then I asked him a question..."If you had to have surgery tomorrow, and you knew your doctor hadnt been to med school but say just on christmas and easter, and he wasnt aware of the latest medical breakthrus and advances, would you want him to operate on you?"

I never put anyone down for what they believe or how they worship. That is not my purpose. My purpose is to show them what I have and make it so desireable that they want it too. After all isnt that what Jesus did?

There once was a light house-
that shone with brilliant light,
It stood tall and majestic;
In the darkness of the night.

Many ships had sailed safely by,
As it quietly led the way-
To safe passage thru rough seas
By the stillness of the bay.

Over the years the light house fell
Into a state of disrepair.
Though it faithfully did its job
Nobody seemed to care.

Lets tear it down, its' so old
It clutters up the shore
We really dont even need it
Ships dont pass this way anymore.

But there was one elderly man-
Who said "you cant tear it down."
For long ago with out its light
I surely would have drown.

It gave me hope to keep swimming.
It showed me where to go
When the storm had pulled me under
and tossed me to and fro.

Yes its old and leans a bit-
alittle to one side,
But we should all be ashamed
We didnt take more pride.

We shoulda kept her up instead,
Lets restore her to her glory
She is the leaning lighthouse
And she truly has a story.

So they painted her and fixed her up
and gave her brand new stripes
They replaced all her broken panes
and polished all her lights.

Now there are trees and flowers
And she looks like she belongs.
And even tho she leans a bit
That light house still stands strong.



11-8-07
Tressia L