This is not a story that I wrote, but I believe it message needs spread as far as it can go. This story is for every soldier who has ever served our country be them man or woman. God bless you all.
PLEASE READ Her hair was up in a pony tail, Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, And she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates Of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, She tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school Eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, For everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, Anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called A student from the class. To introduce their daddy, As seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, Every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, A man who wasn't there. 'Where's her daddy at?' She heard a boy call out. 'She probably doesn't have one,' Another student dared to shout. And from somewhere near the back, She heard a daddy say, 'Looks like another deadbeat dad, Too busy to waste his day.' The words did not offend her, As she smiled up at her Mom. And looked back at her teacher, Who told her to go on. And with hands behind her back, Slowly she began to speak. And out from the mouth of a child, Came words incredibly unique. 'My Daddy couldn't be here, Because he lives so far away. But I know he wishes he could be, Since this is such a special day. And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know. All about my daddy, And how much he loves me so. He loved to tell me stories He taught me to ride my bike. He surprised me with pink roses, And taught me to fly a kite. We used to share fudge sundaes, And ice cream in a cone. And though you cannot see him. I'm not standing here alone. 'Cause my daddy's al ways with me, Even though we are apart I know because he told me, He'll forever be in my heart' With that, her little hand reached up, And lay across her chest. Feeling her own heartbeat, Beneath her favorite dress. And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads, Her mother stood in tears. Proudly watching her daughter, Who was wise beyond her years. For she stood up for the love Of a man not in her life. Doing what was best for her, Doing what was right. And when she dropped her hand back down, Staring straight into the crowd. She finished with a voice so soft, But its message clear and loud. 'I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star. And if he could, he'd be here, But heaven's just too far. You see he was a soldier And died just this past year When a roadside bomb hit his convoy And taught everyone to fear. But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away.' And then she closed her eyes, And saw him there that day. And to her mothers amazement, She witnessed with surprise. A room full of daddies and children, All starting to close their eyes. Who knows what they saw before them, Who knows what they felt inside. Perhaps for merely a second, They saw him at her side. 'I know you're with me Daddy,' To the silence she called out. And what happened next made believers, Of those once filled with doubt. Not one in that room could explain it, For each of their eyes had been closed. But there on the desk beside her, Was a fragrant long-stemmed rose. And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, By the love of her shining star. And given the gift of believing, That heaven is never too far. God Bless
Welcome, Janeal is an artist and novelist. She enjoys oil painting, all artwork is done by Janeal in this blog; also she enjoys writing articles, poems, and short stories for several different websites across the Internet. She also enjoys working and producing adobe art out of family photos and what she calls just fun art, or abtract art. This way she practices all the things she learned in college.
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Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Friday, September 23, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
The Candle
Candle
By Janeal Mulaney
In the dark
You cannot see
Put flame to me
And let me breathe
It’s been too long
For you to have no sight
Alone and afraid no light shines bright
With my thin flame I will make you see
Your life is empty and just a shell
Within your heart no love will dwell
You pain is over and your tears are dry
Do not let him kill what is the best inside
In the dark you cannot see
Put flame to me and let me breathe
For in your heart love should dwell
Forget the fear and who caused it dear
Alone and afraid is no way to be
When you true love is waiting for thee
With my flame I’ll help you see
With an open heart love will set you free
By Janeal Mulaney
In the dark
You cannot see
Put flame to me
And let me breathe
It’s been too long
For you to have no sight
Alone and afraid no light shines bright
With my thin flame I will make you see
Your life is empty and just a shell
Within your heart no love will dwell
You pain is over and your tears are dry
Do not let him kill what is the best inside
In the dark you cannot see
Put flame to me and let me breathe
For in your heart love should dwell
Forget the fear and who caused it dear
Alone and afraid is no way to be
When you true love is waiting for thee
With my flame I’ll help you see
With an open heart love will set you free
Thursday, June 24, 2010
How to Get The Boy Next Door
How to get the Boy next Door?
Well first my boy wasn't exactly next door he was more like across the alley. Actually it was my boy's parents who had moved into the house across the alley, my boy actually lived in another town. Daniel was a few years older then I was, and his younger sister had wanted to set him up with Marissa, my older sister.
Our families joined together one weekend for a barbeque, and Daniel had come to town so this was the perfect time to introduce him to 'the girl of his dreams', Alisa decided. Marissa thought the idea was a great one, but dinner changed all that. Daniel didn't exactly fit Marissa's idea of a handsome prince, and she wasn't what Daniel had envisioned as his ideal angel either.
Daniel took one look at Marissa's younger sister, and the rest of the day was a blur. To him she was more then the ideal, she was the exceptional angel that he had dreamed about over the years. Daniel asked his father about her, who was she, what was her name, and where did she come from?
His dad told him whom I was, but unfortunately I was already engaged to another man. Daniel didn't give up he came home more often, in fact he showed up every weekend. Daniel hoped that I would see the light and find him in spite of the other man.
My fiancé helped him out a lot in that aspect; within the next month my fiancé was truly history. He couldn't make up his mind on anything to do with our wedding. Then when he finally did figure something out, the something he figured out was that he was gay, and I didn't have the right parts to make him happy. Thank God. I was thrilled he figured that out at least before we were hitched.
So I was free, and wondering what the devil had happened to my life, and me. I spent a lot of time in a daze, then one night I went over to my parents' home and Alisa was there. She was looking for someone to go to a concert with her. My sister had turned her down, because she didn't like rock and roll music. So she asked if I would like the extra ticket.
Stay in town and watch the past year of my life float by before my eyes again for the hundredth time, or go to watch one of my favorite bands. I said thank you and I would love to go, after all I wasn't stupid. Daniel came in late Friday night. The next morning we packed up the car with drinks and eats, and then we headed to La Junta where we would pick up his best friend Steve. Steve climbed in and we were off again to Colorado Springs for the concert. By the time we had reached Rocky Ford both Alisa and Steve were asleep, and I was bored. I had sat in the back seat behind Daniel, and finally settled on putting my feet up on the back of his seat.
After singing along with all the songs on the radio, and still being bored I came up with a game I called irritate Daniel, the object of the game was to see how long it took him to catch my toes. Stupid yes but hey what's a girl to do when she half bored out of her mind. I would pinch his earlobe with my right foot's toe just before I would stick my big toe on my left foot in his other ear. Lets just say I figured out a totally different way to play footy.
We made it to the concert and went our separate ways until the band shut it down. We meet back at the fence we went into earlier. Spent the night camped out in the car in Manito Springs. The next day we messed around the springs, before we headed back to Lamar.
Well first my boy wasn't exactly next door he was more like across the alley. Actually it was my boy's parents who had moved into the house across the alley, my boy actually lived in another town. Daniel was a few years older then I was, and his younger sister had wanted to set him up with Marissa, my older sister.
Our families joined together one weekend for a barbeque, and Daniel had come to town so this was the perfect time to introduce him to 'the girl of his dreams', Alisa decided. Marissa thought the idea was a great one, but dinner changed all that. Daniel didn't exactly fit Marissa's idea of a handsome prince, and she wasn't what Daniel had envisioned as his ideal angel either.
Daniel took one look at Marissa's younger sister, and the rest of the day was a blur. To him she was more then the ideal, she was the exceptional angel that he had dreamed about over the years. Daniel asked his father about her, who was she, what was her name, and where did she come from?
His dad told him whom I was, but unfortunately I was already engaged to another man. Daniel didn't give up he came home more often, in fact he showed up every weekend. Daniel hoped that I would see the light and find him in spite of the other man.
My fiancé helped him out a lot in that aspect; within the next month my fiancé was truly history. He couldn't make up his mind on anything to do with our wedding. Then when he finally did figure something out, the something he figured out was that he was gay, and I didn't have the right parts to make him happy. Thank God. I was thrilled he figured that out at least before we were hitched.
So I was free, and wondering what the devil had happened to my life, and me. I spent a lot of time in a daze, then one night I went over to my parents' home and Alisa was there. She was looking for someone to go to a concert with her. My sister had turned her down, because she didn't like rock and roll music. So she asked if I would like the extra ticket.
Stay in town and watch the past year of my life float by before my eyes again for the hundredth time, or go to watch one of my favorite bands. I said thank you and I would love to go, after all I wasn't stupid. Daniel came in late Friday night. The next morning we packed up the car with drinks and eats, and then we headed to La Junta where we would pick up his best friend Steve. Steve climbed in and we were off again to Colorado Springs for the concert. By the time we had reached Rocky Ford both Alisa and Steve were asleep, and I was bored. I had sat in the back seat behind Daniel, and finally settled on putting my feet up on the back of his seat.
After singing along with all the songs on the radio, and still being bored I came up with a game I called irritate Daniel, the object of the game was to see how long it took him to catch my toes. Stupid yes but hey what's a girl to do when she half bored out of her mind. I would pinch his earlobe with my right foot's toe just before I would stick my big toe on my left foot in his other ear. Lets just say I figured out a totally different way to play footy.
We made it to the concert and went our separate ways until the band shut it down. We meet back at the fence we went into earlier. Spent the night camped out in the car in Manito Springs. The next day we messed around the springs, before we headed back to Lamar.
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