It Only Hurts Me When I Cry

The only time I feel the pain Is in the sunshine or the rain, And I don't feel no hurt at all Unless you count when teardrops fall, I tell the truth 'cept when I lie, it only hurts me when I cry. You couldn't tell it by this smile But my recovery took awhile, I worked for days and nights on end, Just to walk and talk again, You can't believe the time it takes To heal a heart once it breaks, Oh maybe every now and then I have a small heartache again, You wouldn't know to look at me There's tiny scars that you can't see, It was a struggle to survive I'm probably lucky I'm alive. Lovin' Dwight

Maybe

Maybe someday I'll be strong Maybe it won't be long I'll be the one who's tough You'll be the one who's got it rough Maybe I'll do things right Maybe I'll start tonight You'll learn to cry like me Let's just wait and see You keep hurtin' me Keep deserting me Controlling me 'til I'm free 'Til the pain that breaks me Finally makes me Get up off of my knees Maybe I'll be cold as you Maybe break your heart too But, I think that you'll slow down When your turn to hurt comes around Maybe I'll breaks hearts and be as cold as you...

Catch The Wind

In the chilly hours and minutes, Of uncertainty, I want to be, In the warm hold of your loving mind. To feel you all around me, And to take your hand, along the sand, Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind. When sundown pales the sky, I wanna hide a while, behind your smile, And everywhere I'd look, your eyes I'd find. For me to love you now, Would be the sweetest thing, 'twould make me sing, but I may as well, try and catch the wind. When rain has hung the leaves with tears, I want you near, to kill my fears To help me to leave all my blues behind. For standin' in your heart, Is where I want to be, and I long to be, Ah, but I may as well, try and catch the wind. By: Donovan

Grandmother

What could be more precious than Grandma's special love? She always seems to know the things That we are fondest of. She's always ready with a smile Or a loving word of praise, Her laughter always brightens up The cloudiest of days... She has an understanding heart that encourages and cheers. The love she gives so freely Grows deeper with the years. Her wisdom and devotion are a blessing from above- Nothing could be more precious than Grandma's special love. A Tribute to my newborn Grandson 'Levi Christopher' Author Unknown

A GENTLE SOUL

You came home with a six pack of your favorite beer, and a new CD you wanted me to hear, but then the sun set another day and once again your blown away 'Confused soul' Why'd you let go of your family, why'd you ever let things go this far, living your life out in a bar. Could've held on to the love you've denied now your out there alone on the other side 'Drunken soul' Weak minded followers cling to you, hang around just to drink with you, cheering you on like a celebrity, leaving you passed out on the street 'misguided soul' I tried to free you from all your debt, kissed your brow and wiped your sweat, read about your pain in your poetry, heard your heart break when you sang to me 'Broken soul' The ones you trusted took you in to gloat, letting you run wild was like cutting your throat, when the sun came up they refuse to be stuck, so they criticized you and then said good luck 'Trusting soul' Like a self made savior you rewrite your blues, an dance with the derelicts in your worn out shoes, In your Buffalo Exchange with long facial hair, you run like an orphaned gypsy on streets called 'Nowhere' 'Lost Soul' Tears spilling out from the hole in your heart, drenching the strings on your stolen guitar, the worn down lead in your pencil wood, reveals timeless hours writing trying to feel good 'Weeping Soul' The sun came up another day your gentle soul was blown away, why'd you ever let it get this way, will you ever yearn for the truth, will you ever come back to stay. 'Faithless Soul'

My Beautiful Mother

Amid this world there is no other, I love so dear as my beautiful mother, It seemed to me an endless time that she would be here to see me through life, But one winters day while rain was our guest, In unconscious slumber she fell into rest, all of forever in pain I moaned, a pain my seared heart had never known, My childhood hours from me were taken, and from sheer sorrow I could not be awaken, All of earth’s flowers drooped in sadness, from the depths of my soul ushered anger and madness, I roamed day to day bound for no place, when it hit me she's gone, and I fell upon my face, Horrible throbbing and pain in my head, sighing and sobbing my mother is dead, In my gloomy room I slept nevermore, without fear I'd never see her, all the nights of that year, I remembered my faith that the dead shall arise, with that I felt strong and became somewhat brave, I then set my sights to face her name on a grave, Swiftly my knees bent, in an instant I fell, my eyes heavy with tears beginning to swell, I knelt with my face to the ground where she lay, I cried and cried and cried and wanted by her to stay, I’ve only memories now, left for a time, so to all in her behalf, I have written this rhyme, Somehow I feel comfort, In the faith she displayed, and how in many ways, she was truly brave, For this I was glad that I cry in her place, So the death of a child she never will face, There has never been, nor ever will be a day, I fail to recall what she meant to me, Feeling her love, as baby at her breast, til the day came, when she was taken in death, I shall never forget and her loss always regret, the woman I love and miss as no other, who nobly bears alone, the beautiful name of my mother In Memory of: Ramona Jane Hamilton 1933-1979 "I love you Mom"....many many tears :(

DADDY

Where are your big hands daddy, So skilled and miserably taught, You held seven tiny ones in them and cherished each one you brought, You stood so tall and strong at once, like a snow capped mountain stood, You fought and worked hard all your life, for what you thought was good, Til one day death made it's repeated unwelcome claim, Into our family once again, and now for you it’s came, I sit often daddy pondering, over thoughts of you an mom, of days when I was growing up I tearfully recall, I sit on this chair in deepest thought, imagining you here to sit, and look to God and read his word to comfort me a bit, Where are your big hands daddy, I continually picture there, and the memories of you never tire, as I sit here in my chair, I remember too the dreams you had, how you worked and bought that house for mom, She was so tickled you owned a home with that beautiful green grass lawn I thought those days would never cease, that all in life was true, The dreams you had your wishes daddy, I wish them all for you, Now as I go through life without seeing you again, I never will forget you daddy, You and your big hands, And the memories, well, they will never fade nor from me ever part, but always dwell deep within, the depths of my broken heart. "I Love You Dad" In Memory Of John J.Hamilton 1933-2004