I wait for my turn…
as I hear my brothers shout before me
to proclaim a new beginning
to light a new way
When my turn comes
I will burst forth from these walls
I will scream the loudest of all
and everyone will love me the most
They will ooh and ahh
and clap for me
I will be in pictures and forevermore
My blast will be felt by the smallest child
And I will make everyone happy
I am a firework
It is my turn…
Author: Janice
Before the New Year, I Find Myself
Who Am I?
I feel … overwhelmed by life
I trust … I’ll somehow be a good wife
I hear … the sounds of children laughing
I understand … that moment are always fleeting
I worry … that we will never have enough money
I’m glad … though we’re “poor” we are happy
I want … my children to be kind to each other
I don’t want … others to feel I’m a bother
I’m sad … that the world is a much harsher place
I dream … of someday floating in space
Who Am I?
I am … wife, mother, daughter, friend
I like … stories that are happy in the end
I hope … I’ll die peacefully in my bed
I dislike … peanut butter on my bread
I admire … St. Therese, the Little Flower
I fear … over temptations, I have weak power
I need … God to always show me the way
I know … it’s my choice to have a bad or good day
I wish … I had a butler, a maid, and a chauffer
I wonder … what sacrifice for today I should offer
Who Am I?
I’m happy … my husband has a job that provides for us all
I pretend … I need something so I can go to the mall
I try … to clean but I can never keep up
I read … so much that at night, it keeps me up
I’m sorry … I don’t say I love you enough
I wear … purses filled with too much stuff
I play … video games when I don’t want to think
I’m angry … at people who drive after they drink
I’m relieved … everyday that my parents are still alive
I love … that I have a family of five!
Sweet

Photo Credit: http://latarablanca.org/SCR%20page.html
I don’t earn much
in my day
and I always
have to save
to buy the
things I need
to stay alive
-mostly food and water-
but it’s so
very nice
when I buy candy
at the store
I don’t need it
I want it
It’s the only
sweet thing
in my bitter life.
The Other Life
We all have our reasons for wanting to leave this life, sometimes. Although, deep down, we know that our troubles are probably not as bad as most people’s…

Image Credit: http://carmensandiegotravel.blogspot.com
– 11-year old boy who has been living on the streets since he was 9. Shoppers in the background. Kathmandu, Nepal, 2006 –
Something is happening
the ground is softening
here where I lay
the people passing
still are rushing
but getting farther away
there is a feeling
heart is beating
slowly into calmness
something is shining
mind is reeling
so much joy and gladness
angels singing
no more suffering
peace instead of strife
breath is waning
soul is lifting
ready for the other life.
Day 9 of 2013 November PAD challenge.




