To The Tune of Hush Little Baby
Hush Little Brother
Hush little brother please don’t cry
Sis is going to be here and wipe your…
To The Tune of Hush Little Baby
Hush Little Brother
Hush little brother please don’t cry
Sis is going to be here and wipe your…
Hush Little Brother
Hush little brother please don’t cry
Sis is going to be here and wipe your eyes.
And if that doesn’t help you much
Sis is gonna take your hands and touch
And if that touch doesn’t do the job
I will get on knees and pray and sob
If the medicines don’t seem to work
Sis will call to God the only clerk
For God is listening every day
He promises he will never walk away
I will stay here by your side
Massage your feet so deep and wide
I will wipe your tears completely away
I will take them on each and every day
I promise I never wanted this
As I lean down and give your nose a kiss
The time will come and you will know
God will take your pain and away you’ll go
Promise me you will save me a spot
For our family is all we ever really got
So hush little brother don’t say a word
Sis is gonna stay near like a hummingbird.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
12/20/2013
We must walk it
Live it
Feel it
Try to swallow pain
Feel love
When it touches
Grasp changes
Pray for others
Deal the best we can
In a world that
Is ever-changing
Oh how I wish
Sometimes I
Could go back
To a more simple
Time when my
Parents were here
Struggles yes
But not like today
Food on the table
No tears falling
From little children
Crying from hunger
Oh God my precious Lord
Help us sinners
Here on earth
Let us all come
To you on
Bended knees
And pray
Take us out
Of this turmoil
Lift us into
Your arms Lord
Save our souls
As you promised
Lord, I am ready.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
09/14/2013
Daily Prompt; The Full Moon
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When the full moonhappens, you turn into a person…
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When the full moon happens, you turn into a person who’s the opposite of who you normally are. Describe this new you.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us NIGHTTIME.
Oh to live a fairy tale even if just for a few moments.
During the day I am Ms. Maid, Taxi driver, Financial Planner, Cook, Nurse, Psychologist.
During the full moon I strip my titles and clothes and turn into a free bird.
I would be strong like an Eagle.
I would not be alone. I would be free and in love.
I would still be nurturing but have time for me also.
I would be beautiful and never grow old.
I would dine at the best places.
I would have always have something to say.
That was a fun trip, but time doesn’t stand still for even the best of us.
I need to go back to reality and remember that I am me.
I am who God hath made. I am a caregiver, a sister and I take up a little space here on earth.
I am doing what I need to do and I am where I am supposed to be.
I am turning the pages of the chapters of my life.
I thought that when I left Al yesterday, he was in better spirits from our talk. Evidently not, as the facility just called to tell me they had an issue with him. He is thinking about ending it all. They said he has no plan, which makes them feel better. It is an unofficial watch for him as if they state in the files what he is thinking he would have to be sent to a psyche ward. Neither them or me wants him to have to go there. It would destroy him.
So I am pleading and begging for prayers. I called the man in charge of his waiver and said that Al is very sad and that he is afraid he is going to die there instead of here at home. He said he will try to rush it on his end but that once it was at the State again, it was out of his control.
I know that Al told me last week that he saw someone sitting in his recliner during the night. He said that God told him it was now time to go to heaven to see Mom.
I am not going to argue Al’s words because who am I to judge?
Please pray that this goes quickly to get him home and that all the angels surround Al while he is still there.
If we pretend to be
Something for your eyes to see
But then when we are all alone
We know we are not cloned
We must not hide our thoughts
Nor pretend we forgot
What truly fits our name
We must not play the game
Don’t ever be afraid
To show what God made
My thoughts are mine
And yours are divine
We are allowed to stand up tall
Never leaning into the wall
Stepping out in faith
Walking through human race
With joy in our heart
But never apart
We remain as common ground
We circle and come around
Giving hope to others
Grieving with our brothers
Treating them as we
Hope to be treated by thee
Put forth the work
Don’t be a jerk
Don’t be unkind
Let peace be in our mind
This is my hope I am proud to say
That we come together in this small way.
Terry Shepherd
03/27/2013