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.

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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