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)

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

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