Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Saturday, January 9, 2010
She Waits
She waits for the phantom to come to her side,
An unknown figment in her mind..
She waits as she lays in her bed and cries,
Knowing she'll always be a step behind.
She waits as the cover of darkness comes,
For the peace and solitude that it brings.
Although only for a short moment in time,
She silently prays to hear the angels sing.
She waits for an angel to take her hand.
Not wanting to stay, but not wanting to leave.
And silently she cries out in agony and despair..
Hoping for someone to hear her grief.
She waits as her cries fall on deaf ears.
Her heart knowing nothing, so numb with pain.
Can it be healed? is the question within.
Slowly she realizes it can't..there's no gain.
She waits for the final darkness to come..
For everlasting peace to finally come her way.
Never to wake, never to hurt..
Never to see the light of another day.
© 2001 Caroline
An unknown figment in her mind..
She waits as she lays in her bed and cries,
Knowing she'll always be a step behind.
She waits as the cover of darkness comes,
For the peace and solitude that it brings.
Although only for a short moment in time,
She silently prays to hear the angels sing.
She waits for an angel to take her hand.
Not wanting to stay, but not wanting to leave.
And silently she cries out in agony and despair..
Hoping for someone to hear her grief.
She waits as her cries fall on deaf ears.
Her heart knowing nothing, so numb with pain.
Can it be healed? is the question within.
Slowly she realizes it can't..there's no gain.
She waits for the final darkness to come..
For everlasting peace to finally come her way.
Never to wake, never to hurt..
Never to see the light of another day.
© 2001 Caroline
Saturday, April 25, 2009
A Tribute To Rick
Ahhh Rick..the name brings an instant smile to my lips. :)
A diverse, intelligent, sensitive, loyal, loving friend from what seems a lifetime ago, Rick is always ready to make things a little better. He's one of my best friends and confidants. Rick is the center of my tiny circle of trusted individuals. He's always close by with an encouraging word, and seems to know without fail what to do when I'm having a melt down. I sometimes tell him that he's my whisperer..which I do believe he is.
When life got tough, Rick was silently there, worrying but not intruding. Concerned but not invasive. He gave an unconditional love thats so rare these days, and still gives that unconditional love. To this day, Rick will be as gentle as a lamb when I need him to be (emotionally) but as hard as stone when I become the spoiled, insecure, jealous little brat that he alone knows I can be. The patience of a saint and the heart of a lion. That's my best friend, Rick.
It's so funny and amazing. Several times each day, I will reach for my cellphone to send a txt to him, but before I can finish composing it, (I'm a snail with texting) my phone will alert me that I have a txt, and it will be him. It's as if he can sense when I need to vent or just get a nudge and reminder that he's there. I've never seen anything like it, so maybe I should add psychic to the description of Rick.
When I'm having an insomniac moment, I can count on a call from Rick. He'll soothe me through the worries of my day and life, and with the whisperer quality that he has, will make me relax enough to get a few hours of rest. Sacrificing his own sleep time for mine. Thats my best friend, Rick.
Musically gifted, with the voice of an angel, Just listening to him sing calms my soul from deep within. I can choose a song, listen to his beautiful voice singing, and every ounce of tension slowly fades into the background, to be lost for another hour, or day. When he sings, it's as if he's singing directly to me, because of the sincerity and passion he puts in his songs. Songs sung from a caring, loving heart... That's my best friend, Rick.
I have just barely scratched the surface in trying to be articulate enough to give Rick the justice that he so deserves, but I do hope that I've conveyed something of who Rick is. In a nutshell, a caring, loving, patient soul that I'm extremely lucky to call a special special friend and person.
I love you, Rick...just for being you. Thank you for being there, and loving so unconditionally through our time. I'm not sure you'll ever realize what a special person you are, so I hope this will give you some idea of my own feelings.
A diverse, intelligent, sensitive, loyal, loving friend from what seems a lifetime ago, Rick is always ready to make things a little better. He's one of my best friends and confidants. Rick is the center of my tiny circle of trusted individuals. He's always close by with an encouraging word, and seems to know without fail what to do when I'm having a melt down. I sometimes tell him that he's my whisperer..which I do believe he is.
When life got tough, Rick was silently there, worrying but not intruding. Concerned but not invasive. He gave an unconditional love thats so rare these days, and still gives that unconditional love. To this day, Rick will be as gentle as a lamb when I need him to be (emotionally) but as hard as stone when I become the spoiled, insecure, jealous little brat that he alone knows I can be. The patience of a saint and the heart of a lion. That's my best friend, Rick.
It's so funny and amazing. Several times each day, I will reach for my cellphone to send a txt to him, but before I can finish composing it, (I'm a snail with texting) my phone will alert me that I have a txt, and it will be him. It's as if he can sense when I need to vent or just get a nudge and reminder that he's there. I've never seen anything like it, so maybe I should add psychic to the description of Rick.
When I'm having an insomniac moment, I can count on a call from Rick. He'll soothe me through the worries of my day and life, and with the whisperer quality that he has, will make me relax enough to get a few hours of rest. Sacrificing his own sleep time for mine. Thats my best friend, Rick.
Musically gifted, with the voice of an angel, Just listening to him sing calms my soul from deep within. I can choose a song, listen to his beautiful voice singing, and every ounce of tension slowly fades into the background, to be lost for another hour, or day. When he sings, it's as if he's singing directly to me, because of the sincerity and passion he puts in his songs. Songs sung from a caring, loving heart... That's my best friend, Rick.
I have just barely scratched the surface in trying to be articulate enough to give Rick the justice that he so deserves, but I do hope that I've conveyed something of who Rick is. In a nutshell, a caring, loving, patient soul that I'm extremely lucky to call a special special friend and person.
I love you, Rick...just for being you. Thank you for being there, and loving so unconditionally through our time. I'm not sure you'll ever realize what a special person you are, so I hope this will give you some idea of my own feelings.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
For a Very Special Friend
Lead me by the hand, dear friend of mine,
Into a very special place in time..
Where time just stops but not for love,
As we look at the stars in heaven above..
And say a sweet prayer full of happiness and joy,
For the friendship we share, like a very loved toy.
A very true blessing giving life to two friends,
A love and a closeness that will know no end...
A friendship thats nurtured, Every word like brand new,
A shiny new penny, from my heart to you..
So take this new penny and hold onto it tight,
And I will be with you, every day, every night..Caroline
Monday, April 13, 2009
Happy Birthday, Billy J. Lanza
Happy Birthday, little one. I know if you can, you'll be listening. :)
Love you.
This is for my brother Billy. Even though it's been 41 years since he was taken home, it still feels like yesterday. The injustice of losing such beautiful vibrant people so early in life. So, Happy Birthday, Billy. I miss you, but know you're ok. This song is for you. <3
Monday, April 6, 2009
New Song!
At the bottom of my page, the player is holding a new song. Please feel free to listen. Renee and Rick, I thought about Henri and mom when I was singing this. I know you'll understand.
Love you both.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
I Know A Gal
I know a gal who is so very special.
The gal I know is strong, articulate. She's a mom and a wife, a daughter and a sister. Beautiful, honest, intelligent, generous, fiercely loyal and loving of her friends.
It feels like I've known her for years, and in a way, I have, yet we've only begun to communicate in the past 6 months. She's my inspiration and my saving grace when I myself feel like I can't struggle through another day.
Her name is Renee, and I love her as much as a sister, and today she turned 53.
Renee,
I am so honored to be able to call you my friend. You are an absolutely amazing woman. You're so loved and admired by all who have the wonderful fortune of meeting you or reading your words. Your candid displays of a full gamut of emotions draw people in..captures them in a way so that they can understand a miniscule part of your very complex thoughts and feelings. Your heart on your sleeve at times, your firey spirit in your words, always.
When your own heart was breaking, you took the time to try to mend mine. You drew me into your virtual arms, rocked me, yes, even sang in my ear to make me feel better, and it worked. You help me see life so differently. Because of you, I gain strength in my own life, and with my own deep fears. You're always in my thoughts.
Thank you Daisy and Henri, for giving me the wonderful gift of Renee.
I hope you have a wonderful wonderful day today my sweet sister of the heart. I will be thinking of you in my travels today.
I love you!
xoxoxo
Caroline
*ps..I'm struggling right now with a terrible spring chest cold, but couldn't not sing a song for you. Yes, you've heard it before, and it still stands true to this day. You raise me up, Renee, so never forget that. I put it in the bottom player on this page. Love you. <3>
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