My heart it brakes... I thought I knew...
How silly of me... I had'nt a clue...
And now I feel so blue...
They say love is blind... I definately could'nt see...
I know now- it is'nt me... So silently I weep...
My heart it brakes... Its broken...
I feel a fool... How can this be true...
Oh dam I really- really cared for you...
Now what am I supposed to do...
I never had a clue...
Wipe my butt off and turn away... Knowing perhaps they'll
be someone for me some day... I don't want to believe its true...
Someone has won your heart I see... I really wonder why it was'nt me... Lucky Lady she is for sure...
Wow my mind is a blurr... A broken heart is me...
No longer blind... Oh no- now I see...
I see a broken hearted me...
A broken hearted Teddy...



Susan 12-28-07
(aka: Teddy)

teddy...I feel your pain..been there done that..sad poem

things will get better though...

The older we get the more it hurts Just part of life and living.

There will be better times to come I am sure. Think to the future not to the past. Take care now !

Sometimes it takes a broken heart to learn not to break them. God heals broken hearts - may He make yours whole again.

I feel your pain.
You have still so much to gain.
I know your heartache.
And it fells like it is going to break.
But you will see.
Just let those feelings free.
Some things are not meant.
Even if your heart is in torment.
It is better to have loved even though we fall.
Then to have never loved at all.

Ms. T.
Is this truly a loss?
You my dear, Ms. T,
have merely stumbled, a bit bruised, yes.
Broken -- NO!
Patterns are there to be learned from and then reshaped.
This, I'm thinkin', was a form from old, not right for you now.
Look deeper Ms. T.Bear,
YOU ARE SO VERY MUCH MORE!

psssst, Ms. T, hey psssSSST, MS. T. (in a really loud whisper), hey, here, I brought ya some snow pants and mittens and two different kinds of hats, one with bee antennae and one with bear ears. Here put 'em on, pleaaaazzzzzzz. Guess what, guess what, I found a beeeeee hive and I figure it's cold so they're sleepin and we can go pig out on honey (I brought some scones and a thermos with coffee and one with tea too.) And then we can plop in the snow and make snow angels and maybe do some sleddin' wanna come!!!!????

I'm on my wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Opps- slide on the ice over there...
WHERES THE HONEY???

(((Wench)))



I'm ok- just vented yesterday.Got caught off gaurd is all.
I hate that when that happens. Had to let my feelings out.
Won't happen again- thats for sure...
I have decided to stop looking. Perhaps it will find me-
when the times right.

HONEY!!!! here ya go.

Glad you're okay. I really didn't want to have to entice you with one of Jeff's poems. Playing in the snow is one thing. Freezin off my a-hemm, is quite a different matter.

Feminine reflections was inspired and for you, by the way. 'Course I didn't want it reflected all over the flippin forum six times, but ehhh, such is life --- internet gets glitches....Contentment with self, if I could give everybody here a Christmas wish/gift, self contentment would definitely be it. Anything beyond that in life is wonderful blessed gravy or frosting, depending on whether you want staple food or dessert.

You look so cute in your bear ear hat!!!

Oooo, good sledding hill, plops down behind Ms. Teddy on the sled, gives her a quick hug 'cause life is good and we're right where we need to be. Knowing we're both there for the other one if we need a hand or a push in the butt to get up the hill after we slide down. Watch your ears, Ms. T. I am a screamer, whoooooosh, I-E-yaaaaaa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha............

WATCH THE TREES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Sorry did'nt mean to cut your breath off while hanging on!

Oh man- now we gotta walk back up the hill...

cough, cough, deep breath, Ohhh yeah, good stuff!

Choke away, Ya, got talent though, considering I started out behind you. I'm just happy you're not pelting me with snow covered ice balls.....

Push harder- I can't keep climbing...

gasp-cough-gasp-

I think I'll make Snow Angels now... Those hills are killing me... Plops down in snow...


Thanks for the poem! (((Wench)))

Ahhh, Ms. T., I think we're both a little too cool at this point. Coffee shop and home??? Here's a dry pair of mittens too....

Miss Bear, YOU are LOVED by many here.
And your pain through your words let US share YOUR HEART!

HAPPY in and with ANOTHER, is NOT an EASY thing to find or do..
But always be YOU, and try not to be BLUE!!!!

My FRIEND.

I feel your pain and saddness

Girl never say never it will come back and bite ya in the butt we all try again sooner or later just damnit ya want to strangle them for it when it does happen. Makes you wonder why they just can't be real.