Will I Be Heard?

Once I die

Will I be heard?

Once I die

Will hearts be stirred?

The darkness of the sky

Will mask the end

When I try to fly

But end up dead.

When the darkness enshrouds me

I won’t be heard

But, when just darkness I see

Will your heart be stirred?

Not many people seem to care

While on earth I remain

But would you care

If death I attain?

Would your life change

If I were to die?

Or would it be the same

And you continue to fly?

I don’t believe

That I’ll be heard

I don’t believe

That your heart will be stirred

Once I die

I will be gone

No more sky

No more dawn

But when you wake

Will you see the sky?

Or will it shake

You when I die?

Life is a very short road

And when it ends

Will your heart

Be my souls abode?

A Child’s Star

Way up in the sky, there is a bright shining star

Small in the distance, but always watching from afar.

The star that’s shining as brightly as the sun

Might at times seem to take away the fun.

Always turning the day into night

But the truth is, that star is guiding you with her light.

A mother is what this shining star is

She shines, and hugs you, and comforts you with a kiss.

A mother is this bright shining star

Knowing all and healing her children’s scars.

She never doubts that her children are the best

But, to make them stronger she puts them to the test.

A mothers’ smile can sweep away fear

While her touch can wipe away tears.

Her eyes can bore right through you

But, they can be comforting too.

There’s nothing a mother won’t do for her babe

She’d even die, if her child it would save.

You are your children’s bright shining star

That would do anything, just to heal your child’s scar.

You are a mother

That your children wouldn’t change for another.

You are your children’s star!

Destined Meeting

I’ve often wondered

What I would be

If it was you

I had never seen

What would have happened

If a napkin for a note

Was not put right

Next to my coke?

Where would I be

If I hadn’t corrected my brother?

Would that little bit of napkin

Been picked up by another?

What would have happened

If you had not thought

“Hmm I think I will

Write a note to this Todd”?

My heart might not be yours

Yours might not be mine

Every time I see you

My soul might not shine.

Would I be here

Or would I be dying

When I’m with you

Would I still feel like I’m flying?

What would have happened

If you had not asked

Where I would be going

For my two year long task?

Would you love me

As much as you do

Would we have ever

Started out new?

I’ve decided not to think

About all the ‘what ifs’

All that I can think about

Is it’s because of you my heart lifts.

I love you Dana

None of it’s show

I love you Dana

More than you can know.