Author: vallentine818

Streets

Streets can consume you take your pride. Beat you, nowhere to hide. Push you under the side of

your ways, strap you in and make you stay. Play with your soul take your mind, strip you from love all of the time. It can push you in the Gates of Hell. Jerk you out, never tell. Beat you up with just one stroke, lead you on it’s no joke. Streets can take your soul then just move on, stop your heart then you’re gone.

TIME

Time to conceive time to be born time to cry time to sleep time to keep time moving on, time to walk time to talk about the things that are going on. Time to eat time to read because you are not the one. Time to pray time to stay away from time back in my mind time to stay on the right path time to listen time that flows like the river, that’s the time to see what’s it mean time to teach time to preach time to rest. I did my best time to sleep time to grow time is no more time the doors close time to go and start all over again

Good Night Little One

On this night it is time to rest. Your days have been full of love from your mom and dad, sister and brothers. Sweet dreams of the days to come when you wake up with God’s grace. We are thankful for those that have been in our lives today and those that will come in the next. Sleep my dearest and never fear. Sweet dreams to you all and goodnight.

BE NICE

Starting the first of the year, I would like to ask you to trust your self. It never hurt to lend a helping hand. There have been time’s when a total stranger have helped me out , you never know who is watching you or when someone see your pain. Be kind to people you don’t know what they are going through. Speek to your neighbor. Stay true to yourself God see everything , stay true to him his love will never stop. I will write more soon.

DAYS OF PEACE

Day of peace comes when I wake. The birds sing, people talking, children playing, wolf howling, wanting more love & more affection than you can give. Sometimes, the music will play something I like to here and sometimes it won’t but people working in their yards and the trees moving to their own tune is a sound that I love. The sound of nothing is sometimes nice too. I see why people go to bird watching. It brings a calmness to see here the birds. There are so many different kinds of birds and they are so beautiful. When they sing, it’s music in your ears.”I Love it” God made them so beautiful, each of them different colors. I had a bird come in my yard to eat and I didn’t know what kind of bird it was but my brother said it was a Dove but the only dove I had ever seen was white. I’d never seen a grey one. So far, I have only seen one of the doves so I am hoping his or her mate is still here. Most of the time when I see birds from sitting on my porch or in my backyard, there are two.