NO PROMISES OF TOMORROW

A beautiful horizon at day’s end,
Glowing sun, shadows of nature it sends

Rain upon my face, glistening like diamonds,
The softness of a cool breeze gently sighs

Mother earth warm from the day,
Insects and bugs make their way for food,

Squirrels and birds play in abundance,
Enjoys what life has to offer them.

The howling near by, a lonely dog cries
For the attention, that of a small child.

Remembering & treasuring friends…..

The silence is welcome, after a hectic day
Tho what has come and gone, will never
be again.

There are no promises for tomorrow,
I have cherished today.

Knightgale©11/09

The Puppet

http://www.museumofhoaxes.com/marquez.html

Well worth reading, just wanted to share, PLEASE BE SURE TO READ "THE PUPPET"

(an excerpt)
"If for a moment God would forget that I am a rag doll and give me a scrap of life, possibly I would not say everything that I think, but I would definitely think everything that I say............"

Remembering Daddy

Playing with daddy was a treasure,
He wasn’t around much,
Daddy was in the army, but
When he was home, he would
Play horsie with my sis and I,

We’d load up our motorcycles
And spend the day in the woods.
He would take us places and do
Things with us, be in charge of
An over nite party for sis,
he was not only my daddy,
but my very best friend.

Now I have a son of my own,
About 2 now, full of energy
And always on the move
The world is his anew, to
Explore, wonder and sigh
Looking, touching in awe
Of the wonders and mysterious
Things to see and learn

Daddy loves us, doesn’t
Have to say a word, you can
Feel it, just in his presence.
He is always so kind and gentle
Loving in all things.

Truly a guardian angel for
All of our family

We love you daddy forever and always!

(Dedicated to my husband and son)

Knightgale©11/09

Memories of you

Memories of you

In the misty moon light
Fireflies so busy buzzing,
Lights in the distances
Shine ever so brightly

Cool temps now upon us
Now to snuggle by the open fires
Sipping coffee or cider with those we love
Enjoying the memories of years past and
Good friends who will always last.

In our hearts forever more
To cherish and treasure always,
Am so happy you are in my life.

When flowers blossom again
And fragrances all anew
Will keep reminding me again,

of you.

Knightgale©11/09

Betrayals, another "form" of abuse

Being lead to believe you have a friend, only to discover, it was never, in the first place, betrayals of friendship can be so devastating and painful, one tends to crawl back into their own cocoon(so to speak), the feeling of being ignored, ostracized, for reasons NOT explained, told in so few words, "get out of my life, never want to hear from you again", and NOT knowing why??? is so cold and cruel, so why bother or even make an effort to reach out to anyone, for the fear of yet, another rejection, another betrayal by another, yet, "so called" "friend".With this happening over and over again, bringing on terrible bouts of depression, to the point at times, one feels they just do not care anymore, about anything or anyone, slipping into chronic depression to the point, going days without sleep, baths, personal hygiene, wandering aimlessly, but yet still wanting so desperately to be accepted, for who they are and what they have become, wondering what did they do or say, to bring about such coldness and cruelty?? How could one possibly ever trust again? No one will ever understand, until/unless they have "walked in those shoes".

~~On This Day~~

On this day, Mend a quarrel, Search out a forgotten friend.
Dismiss suspicion, and replace it with trust. Write a love letter.
Share some treasure. Give a soft answer. Encourage youth!!
Manifest your loyalty in a "word or deed".

Keep a "promise". Find the time. Forego a grudge. Forgive an enemy.
Listen. Apologize if you were wrong. Try to understand. Flout envy.
Examine your demands on "others". Think first of someone else.
Appreciate, be kind, be gentle, Laugh a little MORE.

Deserve confidence. Take up arms against malice. Decry complacency.
Express your graditude. Worship your God. Gladden the heart of a child.
Take pleasure in the beauty and wonder of the earth.

Speak your love. Speak it again. Speak it still again. Speak it still once again.

(Author unknown)

Valerie, My inspirational Child

In memory of Valerie Smelser, age 12 at her death, abused and murdered by her mother and boyfriend.........


https://sites.google.com/site/myinspirationalchild

My Buddy

Tho we met so long ago,
have felt we have been friends
like seeds we did sow.

A stranger once we were,
but chatted and we knew
we had so much in common

A bond like no other,
of things we have experienced
in this life,
tho many tears and strife.

Betrayal I have known in the past,
the hurt so deep, it forever last.

Trust is such a treasure,
knowing I can believe in you,

Faith has no bounds,
For in you I have found


A real friend

Knightgale 2002(c)

Wounded Heart

Lord, why am I so used and abused
When my heart is honest and pure?

I try so hard to do my very best
I'm really being put to the test.

So many demanding, for their own gain,
While driving others totally insane.

I give my all each and every day,
Only for them to say,"Hey!!".

How much more am I to take,
When inside my heart breaks?

I am accused and blamed,
til my heart is sorely maimed.

I try to keep on going,
But at times my wounded heart is showing.

Seems no one really cares,
Just to continue to throw dares.

I want the best for everyone,
so they too, can continue to see the rising sun.

Lord, please help me to make it thru each day,
To always have a kind word to say.

To listen well with all my heart,
To be able to continue my work,
and always be a part.

Those who abuse,
Help them to understand,
They, too can change,
and become a part
and help mend a WOUNDED HEART.

Knightgale~2000(c)

Wondering Thoughts..........

When gazing at his baby picture, I sit here and wonder, no one had any way of knowing what life will bring him from day to day, now he sits is a small room long hrs each day, wondering what to do or say. He asks himself,oh what did I do, to deserve this?

Only a small child in an adult world, in awe and confusion of what they are saying. Now facing such sadness and depression, some days, thinking I just cannot go on, but somehow I must, for I did not do anything wrong, why won’t they believe me?, oh how I wish they would.

I have so many things I would love to do, go fly a kite on a windy day, wade the waters of the old neighborhood pond, stretch out on the grass and soak up the heavenly rays of God’s sunshine upon my face, chase butterflies and bugs, just for fun. Call a buddy and just go fishing for a while, or play some games, we talked about so often. Run in and out of the house, kissing my mother’s cheek on the way out, yelling over my shoulder how much I love her, and thanks for the money, to buy a burger and coke for my friend and me.

Just wondering what that would be like, but keeps me sane in this forsaken place…………….

Knightgale©2006

NO TOMORROWS FOR ME

Each day I gaze at the heavens,
in awe of the beauty that surrounds me,
the smell of fragrances, only God can send to us.

The rain upon my face in a summer shower,
The sun gently shines upon my cheek.
I cherish those moments
for there may be no tomorrows for me.

For those who have entered my life,
My soul is soothed by your presence
Your smile and laughter keeps me warm,
Your joy creates a wonder I will always behold,
for there may be no tomorrows for me.


In this life, I was given you, as a friend,
to always hold in my heart
sharing my world, my treasures
for there may be no tomorrows for me

When I leave this world behind,
I shall take with me, such sweet memories,
of the love I knew, I received from you.
The times we shared, will forever last,
but there may be no tomorrows for me

Knightgale-2000(c)

Call for Vigilance

So many abused and maimed
when are people gonna see this shame,

Abused for years and seems never a repair,
children constantly in total despair.

Why do they NOT hear the cries in the nite,
and join us in this fight.

To protect the children we must do,
Please do not ask WHO

It is each of us that must carry on
and fight til this battle is won.

Too many have died, many have been lost
they paid with their lives, what a horrible cost.

So innocently they were born,
only to find themselves in total scorn.

God bless all little children, far and near,
help us to dry up the tears.

To make them whole and happy again,
God, please help us, Amen,
and again, Amen!

Knightgale(c)~2000

ONLY A "CHILD"

Only a “child”

The moon so high in the sky,
Holding secrets the courts still deny,
They know you are “only” a child,
Yet hold firm the sentences, while the world sighs.

No compassion, mercy is ever held,
While weeping alone in their private cells.

Mistakes made as a “child”,
While the courts still in denial
Charged as adult, no chance of parole
Holding this young life, with it forever on hold.

They dream of better tomorrows,
Only left in such desolate sorrows.
You can help change this destruction,
With education and a little instruction.

The next child could really be yours,
What will you do?, when you finally get the “score”?

Now is the time to speak out, & have no doubt,
Your voice is needed, for this child’s way out!!

Knightgale©2008
http://justicewinds.blogspot.com/

THANK YOU MY FRIEND

For the many times I have called your name
you listened with your heart, gave me advice.

For the times I cried so hard, I could not speak,
you gave compassion and soothed my soul,
Your understanding of my faults and mistakes,

For the times I ached so badly,
you cared about my heart,

For all the love and support you gave me in the rough times,
Without betrayal, understanding and just being my friend.

I THANK YOU!

Knightgale
(c)1990

My Brother's Keeper

Living in fear for years, each day and breath would be their last.
Calling for help, tho no one would answer, only God's animal kingdom witnessed the horrific and barbaric abuse
they faced, with nowhere and no one to turn , no one listening , to keep them safe from harm.

The ultimate began as they were involved in the demise of their abusive father.
Now being finally released from the liken of a Pow camp, but finally free of abuse, tho
Upon being taken by authorites, another abusive life began, beyond their comprehension.

While in custody, a man appeared claiming to be interested in their case.
but not trusting as they were, not wanting, but giving up hope and life as they had experienced.

The saga began, this man beside them,
to defend them with all his strength and courage,
to fight for justice, for a life gone, such a life was not worth living.

This man gave them hope, courage, caring support beyond
measures untold, but most of all unconditional love,
something that was so strange to them,
How can this be ?

With yesterday gone, and the promises of a life anew,
finally in peaceful sleep, in the care of my brother.

Knightgale (c)2003
(Dedicated to "Neal and Jessie"/former attorney Tom Furth)

Weep NO More........

AGE 15, Krista McDaniel, thrown in prison for 30 years with NO chance of parole.
(for being in the wrong place, wrong time, WRONG ADULTS, charged for a crime, she did NOT cause, did NOT participate in)



Weep no more my child,
I am here with you, by your side.

So dry up those tears, that come from all those past years,
Come sit beside me,
Enjoy Life anew.

As a friend, lean on me,
experience the joy and happiness you'll see.

We both have journeyed so far and
have experienced many things,
Giving joy to others, will make our heart sing.

Caring and helping those in silence,
is a joy and wonder to behold.

To discover the beauty thrust upon us.
Enjoyed by all, without a fuss.

We both searching for our tomorrows,
tho we know so many with such pain and sorrow.

We can help them with life anew , We have told,
A time of excitement and healing of the soul.

So stay with me my child,
Rest, in peaceful sleep for a while.

Knightgale(c)2003

Dedicated TRIBUTE for my special friend, KRISTA LYNN McDANIEL~~~Life "anew" is waiting!

IF YOU ONLY KNEW

If only you knew
Those many moments alone
Seeking to come forward, as on cue.

I hold in my heart, all I have to offer,
My love & friendship for you will not falter.

If you could only see my eyes,
And in my heart, what’s really inside

If you could hear my tears,
Thru all those many years.

If you could feel the anguish that is undeniable,
Not a trusting soul, for so many are unreliable

If you could touch my pain, the echo of my heart
You still wouldn’t know where to start.

The pain, hurt and betrayals
Have come and left this life
Leaving me with such awful strife

But carry this with you always
In this life, I was loved by YOU!

I’ll find my way, somehow again,
Beautiful spirits all around me
Memories that make me smile

Cherished few in this life
So sacred in thoughts, word and deeds

I love who you are, a friend to me
I miss you tho you are always here

I think of you often, tho miles apart
So dear, so close always to my heart

Knightgale©2008

My Hubby, My Love, My Life

Tho We've been together for so long,
Most of the time has been like a song.

I do love you so very much,
I still tingle just from your touch.

You're always so helpful and neat,
and I'm so proud your're mine to keep.

Yes, time is swiftly passing us by,
like flowers in spring, then summer, they die,
But you keep me going strong,
guiding me thru right and wrong,


Loving me as you do,
always so sweet and kind too.

Without you, I'd be so very weary,
and to go on in life, would be so dreary.

Your certain laugh and smile,
is a welcome to stay a while,


To see you in cheerful spirits,
is listening to a song with all the right lyrics.

So glad our lives have come together and touched,
and I will always LOVE YOU SO VERY MUCH.

Written for my hubby, Michael

Knightgale 1998(c)
(My guardian angel for almost 44 yrs)

JUST ONE MORE DAY

Give me just one more day
to show/prove who I am
what I have become

Shy away from rumor/accusations
false lips, to hurt and seal honesty

If in doubt, confront me, for the real truth
a lying tongue can destroy nations, let alone
a devastated heart.

I am who I am in all truthfulness each day,
Let them come to me, with their deceit

My light will forever shine, for I am
who I am always and a day.

©knightgale~2009

Still Dreaming

My heart is so heavy,
Do not know how to bare,
So many do not care, and
Even throw dares,
How is one to cope,
When dreams go up in smoke

How can one be cheerful,
When life is not so blissful?

All I want is to be accepted
But so much of me is expected
That I cannot do

Tho I try so hard, but
Some gaze at me like I’m a retard

What happened to kindness?
What happened to compassion?
What happened to mercy?

All I can be is ME
Accept me for what I am,
For what I have been and
For what and who I am TODAY.

Knightgale 2000

My DAILY BLESSINGS........

My daily blessings include those who are never too busy in their lives to communicate with me. So many say one thing and then do nothing, claim to be of much greatness, but yet, never heard from them. Being truthful of who you are and what you are to others, being sincere in all things, just being ourselves, is all I have to offer, I am me, just an old Ga. country gal trying to give to children, many things, I never had as a child, I hope in some way, somehow along my journeys, I can give of my heart, my caring and support, so many children never had a hug, never sat on dad or mom's lap, never many things children need so badly in being nurtured, as a rose blossums to it's full beauty, so does a child, with all the right "nutrients", otherwise it wilts and dies away.

I am so very blessed in many ways.

Speaks of my HEART

This was sent to me by a lady on my space pages, does speak my heart and my mission.........

I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, or fears.
But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers.

I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain, nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you, and help you when you ask.

I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship, from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.

I can't give you boundarieswhich I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow, room to be yourself.

I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces and put them back in place.

I can't tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.

(author unknown)

Mama's Shoes

Every day I find myself looking more like my mother, and walking in her shoes, tho my childhood was barbaric/abusive, I have not suffered like my mother did in many ways. She was ever so strict, but religious, very honest and forth right in all things. Honest/intergrity and being loyal to others in "trust", was imperative in our lives. My quest in this life to help other children, stems from experiences of my own childhood and to do what I can to help others in a variety of ways. I volunteer much of my time, devoted to imprisoned children, and/or those who may be facing possible incareration at such an early age. Speaking out, making my voice heard is important, I hope it is yours as well.

I have come to know and trust few, but those chosen few are so special in my life, and know without a doubt I can trust them to be my friend, count on them to support me in my advocacy/justice mission. Those "special few" KNOW who you are and I THANK YOU, for caring and sharing a part of YOUR world for/with me.

A SPECIAL TRIBUTE/DEDICATION....To a phenomenal, wonderful, loving lady, who is so very close in my heart, YOU know who you are, many blessings to come your way always!!

Walk a MILE in my shoes

Being misunderstood is very hurtful, experienced a lot of this in my life, due to those who have misunderstood about me, is they just never took the time to get to know me and who I really am........
Oft times blamed for something I did not do or say, ridicule for what I believe in, denounced because "they" judged me thru "hearsay".
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Perhaps the clearest and deepest meaning of brotherhood is the ability to imagine yourself in the other person's position, and then treat that person as if you were him or her.

This form of brotherhood takes a lot of imagination, a great
deal of sympathy, and a tremendous amount of understanding...
--Obert C Tanner
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Have you ever walked a mile in someone else's shoes? Have you tried to see life from someone else's perspective, tried to feel what that person feels and think what that person thinks? If we could do so, I think that we'd find that rudeness, selfishness, arrogance, and other traits that tend to affect others so negatively result more from fears than from anything else, and that these people's negative behavior is a self-defense mechanism that they've adopted because nobody's taught them yet about self-acceptance and self-love...

If children show signs of being afraid, such as crying and hiding, we do our best to comfort them. We hug them, and we try to calm them down. We give them our sympathy and our love...

When an adult shows signs of fear, though, in the form of rudeness or obnoxiousness, we respond by trying to put that person in his or her place. We have little sympathy, and we often feel hurt or diminished by that person's actions or words...

Have you ever seen someone act in a way that was hurtful, and then found out later that something drastic, such as the death of a loved one, had just happened to that person? Once we have an explanation for the behavior, it's not just acceptable, but understandable...

Obert is asking us to look for that explanation for everyone. Imagine being that person, having his job, working with her co-workers, dealing with children who are getting in trouble, trying to recover from a childhood with an abusive parent, still hurt by that painful divorce, still diminished from being laid off from work. This is how we can truly prove our desire to help others--by understanding even those who don't even seem to need our understanding...

~ Living Life Fully ~
by: LINELLA BRECKENRIDGE