My poems

January 22, 2010

TWO ANGLES

God gave me two angles,
Both so lovely, sweet and kind
They are so dear to me
And always on my mind.

One a mamas girl,
The other preferred her dad.
At times it was a lot of help
And other times it made me mad.

They are as different
As night is to day,
But they had a lot in common.
When it was time to play.

One had blond hair
And she is short and small
While the others hair was brown
Very slim and very tall.

Wonderful mothers they both
Turned out to be.
One with two children,
The other one had three.

One is now in heaven
With our Father up above,
But I still feel her presence,
I still feel her Love.

The other a medical assistant,
And a fine one too.
She followed her dreams,
And went back to school.

By Louise Alley
May 10, 1999
Revised March 24, 2001

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AND YOUR MEMORY GOES ON

No matter how many years
You have been gone.
Your memories to me
Will continue to linger on.
Through the years,
Until the end of my time.
Your memory my dear
Will be on my mind.
We all have to part at sometime,
This I know.
But a little too soon
That man caused you to go.
A Grandmother,
now you would be,
With four little ones
To add to our family tree.
Jordyn, a lively,
Very active little boy.
And our Precious Diane,
Both give us much joy.
Then Kathy married Marcus
With a child of his own, so that made three
Then she gave birth to Nathan
Who is cute as can be.
I know you would be proud
As all the rest of us.
With oughing and awing
And making a fuss.
So your memory goes on,
As one can easily see.
Your children, having children
Adding to our Family Tree.

We miss you Diane,
Love, Mother

By Louise Alley
March 15, 2003.
Revised August 25 2009

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GIVING THANKS

Thanksgiving Day comes,
But once a year,
But everyday we should give
Thanks and never fear.
Whether we are sick
Or well, rich or poor,
We should give
Thanks forevermore.
There are times in our life
That may cause us to be sad,
We may loose a loved one or
Maybe we have done something bad.
But no matter what
Life has in store
We should give Thanks
And Praise God evermore.
He will always be with us,
In every way,
So don't forget to praise Him
And give Thanks everyday.

By Louise Alley
Nov. 25, 1999

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TOGETHER AGAIN

There is not a day
That she is not on my mind,
With Loving memories
And fun filled times.

I know one day
I will see her again,
I will hold her and hug her
And I will take her hand.

We will walk in God's presence,
Together we will be.
Hand in hand
My beautiful daughter and me.

By Louise Alley
March 15, 2001

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STRUGGLE

Life has always been a struggle,
Ever since I was a child.
We ate mostly beans and 'tators,
Which mother served with a smile.

We never had much money,
But we were wealthy with bunches of Love,
And we had our share of blessings,
Sent from our Father up above.

Daddy was a hard worker,
We usually lived on a farm.
Mother kept the house clean,
Even when it was as cold as a barn.

My hair was always curled,
Our clothes were ironed and neat.
On week-ends we would have company,
With a smile one their faces, ready to eat.

And now it is still a struggle
For my husband and me.
But there is always food on the table,
For which we are thankful as can be.

By Louise Alley

Dec. 16, 1999

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THE PAIN IS STILL THERE

Another year since that awful day,
And that horrable wreck that took you away.
The pain is still there as if time has stood still,
Will it ever go away, no, I don't believe it will.
As we should, We're trying to go on with our life,
The kids are ok and Jerry has a new wife.
They are all very happy as you would want them to be,
With her two kids that makes seven in the family.
Holidays are still hard to make it through,
As well as the day of your death and your birthday too.
I still cry a lot cause I miss you so much
Your sweet loving smile and your soft gentle touch.
The pain is still there as if time has stood still,
Will it ever go away, no, I don't believe it will.

DIANE--I Love you so much--mother

By Louise Alley
Feb. 25, 1998

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PICTURES

I look at your pictures
And what do I see?
Your beautiful face
Looking back at me.
Your eyes that are glowing
Your hair looks a lot like mine .
A nose that looks like your dads.
With lips sweet as any wine.
I think of the pleasure
you brought me, my child.
Which were given to me
For such a short while.
But now all those pictures
With your memories so good.
I would gladly trade places,
If only I could.

By Louise Alley
March 16, 2002

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January 18, 2010

RAIN

Last night I heard the rain fall
and thought of how we are blessed.
God gave us rainfall,
so in harvest time we can fill our chest.
In spring the grass is green
and the beautiful flowers begin to grow.
And our garden we plant
with things lined up in a row.
And then summer comes
and we all go out to swim.
And so many times we don't
even stop and give thanks to Him.
Our life is full
there is so much to do.
We don't give thanks for the rain
which is filling the pool.
Then comes autumn when it is
time to reap what we sow.
But do we give thanks
as we keep on the go?
And winter too is lovely
with snow on the ground.
Do we give thanks
for all that we've found?
Yes, God gave us four seasons
with rain in due time,
So I stop now and give thanks
for that which He lets me call "mine".
And I thank Him for the rain
which fell in the night.
And now at the crack of dawn
for the sun which gives us light.

By Louise Alley
April 11, 2000

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MY BROTHER

My brother shows Love
in so many ways,
If you do a good deed
You're bound to get praise.
He has a soft heart,
But it's a big one as well.
He laughs and he jokes
And he has stories to tell.
If you ever need him
He'll be there as quick as he can,
To lend you his ear
Or to hold your hand.
He is Loved by so many
It is hard to define,
But he's a finicky eater
When it comes time to dine.
Yes he's my older brother,
David is his name.
But I call him Bubba
I'm willing to proclaim

By Louise Alley
Feb. 11,1999

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MY DADDY

Today would be his Birthday
Eighty-six he would have been today,
If that cancer had not got him,
and took his life away.

Such a strong, kind, loving
And gentle man was he.
He had much love for his family,
and I know that he Loved me.

He had no education,
He could neither read nor write.
But he was so smart and,
In other ways he was really bright.

His hands were so strong,
but he had such a gentle touch.
He called me his Baby,
And I LOVED him so much.

Daddy was a hard worker,
But there were times he loved to play.
We would get together with family or friends
And play 42 sometimes all day.

Mother is now with him,
They are now side by side.
I know they truly Loved each other,
As their Love, they never tried to hide.

By Louise Alley
August 6, 2000

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MOTHER SWEET MOTHER

Your sweet smiling eyes
Your faint little touch.
Through your many years,
You've suffered so much.
Losing both your parents
In just about a years time.
I know the heart ache,
As now I've lost both of mine.
Through all the surgeries,
Suffering and pain,
You considered it a blessing
And never complained.
And losing your sweet husband,
Lover and friend,
You kept on going
And picked up the pieces again.
Mother sweet mother,
I'll miss you so much,
Your sweet smiling eyes,
Your faint little touch.

By Louise Alley
Revised Jan.19,1999

I had written this poem before mother's death but revised it afterward.

posted by Scrappy Lou @ Jan 18, 2010 | 1 comments | |

November 18, 2009

MY SWEET LEE

When I was young, I prayed to our Father above
To give me someone that would be easy to Love.
God answered that prayer as you can see,
That kind wonderful man is my Sweet Lee.
It gives me a thrill when I hold his hand,
His is such a wonderful, kind and gentle man.
I smile when I see him walking towards me,
And he always smiles back so tenderly.
We have our differences, there is no doubt,
But nothing our Love hasn't helped us work out.
Many trials during our marriage we have had,
And a lot of our life has really been sad.
He use to treasure hunt in his spare time,
It would give him a thrill to dig up a penny, nickle or dime.
He loves to read and listen to Mozart,
He has strong hands and a big soft heart.
An auto mechanic is his life's trade,
But he wishes in school he had stayed.
God blessed us with three children, two girls and a boy,
Being a father has been his great job.
He was so proud a grandfather to be,
Five grandchildren to add to our family tree.
I'm so happy God gave him to me,
The LOVE OF MY LIFE my SWEET LEE.

By Louise Alley
July 29, 1996

And our family continues to grow as now we have 6 beautiful great grandchildren, one step great grandson and a step granddaughter, who both are loved just as much as the others.

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November 17, 2009

"Robert"

Robert oh Robert our only boy,
So proud of him, our great job.
In all the sports he was the best,
And without studying, he passed all his tests.
He is an artist is so many ways,
But in his room, he chooses to stay.
Our sweet little boy where did you go,
I Love him so much, I want him to know.
It breaks my heart to see him wasting his life,
Never any children, never a wife.
He is no longer a child, he is now a man,
I wish I could hug him and hold his hand.
"God please heal his mind" is what I pray,
I know it will be done one of these days.

By Louise Alley
June 27, 1996

Robert got alcohol poisoning at the age of 15 which cause irreversible brain damage which caused schizophrenia and agoraphobia,(he refused to take medication) so he doesn't get out much at all.
Robert is now 47.

posted by Scrappy Lou @ Nov 17, 2009 | 1 comments | |

My Baby Girl " Dailene"

She was quite a surprise, but a joy to us all,
She grew up too fast, always having a ball.
With a mind of her own, had to learn for herself,
She seemed to put her feelings upon a top shelf.
With never a care or so it seemed,
Ran away from home at the age of fourteen.
She thought she had met the man of her life,
But all he gave her was misery and strife.
Out of that mistake something good came,
A sweet little girl, Amanda's her name.
A few years later she met another guy,
But short was that dream, as he had a roaming eye.
Again a mistake, but came a bundle of joy
This time our Michael, a precious little boy.
She says many lessons, she has now learned,
But to get other respect, it has to be earned.
A nurse she wants to be, so it's to school at last,
I know she'll be a good one, with no questions asked.

By Louise Alley
June 11, 1996

It took years before Dailene got a level head on her shoulders, but now one couldn't ask for a better daughter. Sometimes I think it might have been her sisters death that helped her grow up. She hasn't made it to nurses school yet, but she is in the medical field as a Medical Assistant and doing very well. She is on her fourth husband, but I am sure he is a keeper. She finally chose someone a lot like her Daddy and we love him as if he were our own son. We told her if this marriage didn't work, she could leave and we will keep him...(-: They have been married 5 years, the others never made it past the first year.

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November 16, 2009

In Loving Memory of "Diane"

Our first born, our pride and joy,
Quiet as a child, pretending to be coy.
Eyes that sparkle, hair glistening in the sun,
The smile of an angle, always on the run.
God gave her to us, but for a short while,
Now she is with him to be his child.
We don't know why, Short was her life,
As she was a wonderful mother and loving wife.
Three lovely children, ages fifteen, twelve and nine.
With each passing day, she is on our mind.
A marvelous daughter, older sister of two,
We miss her cards, her call and visits too.
Our hears ache as we miss her so much,
Her beautiful smile and her soft gentle touch.

By Louise Alley
June 4, 1996

This is the first poem I wrote after Diane's death, she was killed on March 16th and her birthday would have been June 19th, so I wrote this poem and put it in the local newspaper as a memorial to her.

posted by Scrappy Lou @ Nov 16, 2009 | 2 comments | |

Trials

When I think of all the sadness
In my life that I have known,
I know all to often how
I have let that sadness be shown.
I know to much of the time
I over react,
And because of my fears
It's my loved ones I attack.
This make me realize how much we need
The love of each other,
And I should strive to be strong as I
Need to show strength as a wife and a mother.
But I also need loving acts,
Unexpected calls and sweet surprise,
To strengthen me for more trial
Which is bound to arise.

By Louise Alley
June 13, 1986

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TWO ANGLES

AND YOUR MEMORY GOES ON

GIVING THANKS

TOGETHER AGAIN

STRUGGLE

THE PAIN IS STILL THERE

PICTURES

RAIN

MY BROTHER

MY FRIENDS

MY DADDY

MOTHER SWEET MOTHER

MY SWEET LEE

"Robert"

My Baby Girl " Dailene"

In Loving Memory of "Diane"

Trials