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This poem is dedicated to the following young lady. My God bless her and keep her, may He put His arms around her, may He shower her with His loving presence and give her hope, just as He did for me!
I received a message today and was asked to share this with my followers. I was happy to help out in any way that I can. First let me give you a little of the background that I got off the the Facebook page:
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May 1, 1994
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Her dream is to be a rising skyscraper; lets help her move to the first step of recovery and the healing of a broken heart. A simple word of encouragement or a quick, helpful note of recovery may be all that she needs.
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– February 9, 2012 around 9 PM, Fire Rescue Team, Paramedics, & Police Officers arrived at her house to find out she overdosed on Extra Strength Tylenol PM Pills.
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– She has been suffering from depression for the last couple months from a broken heart and several other events that occurred around the same time.
– Overdose may seem like a mainstream thing, but it is a serious matter. We could have lost her. She could have never waken up.
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– http://www.facebook.com/pages/Yannery-Cabrera-Get-Well-Soon/190104051090552?sk=info
Please stop by her page and offer your encouragement to her as well!! Thank you so much. Love and blessings to you all, Terri
My heart’s broken
Ripped in two
Tried to mend it
Best I could do
But you keep picking
Out all the seams
Offering up the illusion
Of all my lost dreams
As if there were
Truly a chance
But we have now
Danced our last dance
For the reality is
I must move on
Whatever we had
Is long gone
And I’ll be okay
My heart will mend
It’s just the beginning
And far from the end!
Teresa Marie 9/6/11
For you, Shawna Marie. I love you so much and remember this is just another bend in the road.
You are a bright, beautiful and loving young woman. I’m so proud to call you my daughter!!
You left me standing alone
The church was full today
The ringing of my cell phone
I wanted to run away
I’m sorry’s all you said
With so many staring faces
Wished you were dead
A tear my cheek traces
Was none of it meant?
The passion was it fake?
When we lay together spent
Was all a big mistake?
Hate you for doing this
Should have told me before
And given me a kiss
Teresa Marie 8/16/11
Poetry Potluck Week 48:
Passionate Nights of Love
“From the overflow of the heart does the mouth speak. Loose lips are the mirror to the soul.” – Vera Damanka
It is from the overflow
that springs from the heart
the true you I know
was hidden from the start
And your mouth does speak
the words you don’t say
for only do you seek
to get your own way
But you have loose lips
which your soul do mirror
and from them it slips
a reflection that’s much clearer
My heart you have broken
no matter what you say
the words your heart has spoken
have made it plain as day.
Teresa Marie 7/8/11
What about God? 