Saturday, March 8, 2008

WHERE'S MY SISTER

Where is my sister? That is the question. Once upon a time back in history I was a little girl my parents were having problems with their marriage. My mom and dad got married when she was 15 and he was 20. She is the youngest of 12 children and she met my daddy through one my uncles. Needless to say she went straight from parents to husband with no chance to grow and have a little fun. I personally think that when she got away from my grandfather she went a little freedom happy. Anyway they were both at fault for things not working and so they separated. My mom met someone else that she was crazy about and you guessed it she wound up pregnant. She then found out that the man was married. What a bummer. There are three of us counting my brother and sister. My dad said that they could try and work it out but she had to give the baby up for adoption. My mom said she already knew and loved us and so she gave the baby uo for adoption. I have always known that my mom had given up a baby years ago. She did know that she had a little girl but she didn't know where she was at. We have always wondered about her through the years. What happens next? Come back and find out

Ladyhawkcj

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Night Terrors

I was driving back from taking my girls to school when I heard on the radio about this place that was talking about sleep apnea. The signs and symptoms of it and about sleep walking. It mentioned night terrors and remembered that my older daughter used to have night terrors when she was small. She would start screaming some time during the night and I would have to go in her room to her and hold her face looking at me and saying M can you hear me? Look at me and I kept doing it until she focused on me and I could see that she was awake. But it was an experience that is not sometimes easy to take. To hear her screaming and I didn't know what triggers it. I still don't. She has outgrown it thank God but I got to thinking about it and I thought that maybe there are other mothers out there that has gone through the same experience and maybe have different ways that they dealt with it. If we talked about what we did then maybe someone that is going through it now might find one method that helps them. If you went through a child having night terrors post a comment about it so that we can help someone else.

Thank you
Ladyhawkcj

Monday, March 3, 2008

Native Hearts Will Survive

NATIVE HEARTS WILL SURVIVE


MANY YEARS HAVE PASSED,
SINCE WE WERE FREE,
WE REMEMBER THE TRAIL OF TEARS,
AND WOUNDED KNEE...

OUR ANCESTORS CRIED,
AND WALKED MANY DAYS,
THEY WERE MADE TO FLEE,
AND COULD NOT STAY...

SOME WENT INTO HIDING
FROM THE PERILS OF WAR,
AND LIVED OFF THE LAND,
SUCH HEARTACHE IN STORE...

A PRINCIPLE PEOPLE,
THEY WERE CALLED,
THEY HAD RESPECT AND HONOR,
AND WITH PRIDE THEY STOOD TALL...

THEY LOVED THEIR LAND,
AND CARED FOR IT WELL,
TILL THE WHITE MAN CAME
AND TURNED IT INTO A HELL...

THE SOLDIERS BROUGHT GUNS,
CANNONS AND FIRE,
THEY TRIED TO GIVE PEACE BUT TO NO AVAIL,
MANY DIED FROM THE GOVERNMENT'S HAIL...

OUR PEOPLE WANTED ONLY,
TO SHARE WHAT THEY HAD,
THEY GAVE OF THEMSELVES,
IT IS ALL SO SAD...

WOMEN AND CHILDREN,
AND THE OLD ALIKE,
WERE TAKEN AWAY
IN THE HORRIBLE FIGHT...

DRIVEN LIKE CATTLE
DOWN A LONG LONELY ROAD,
THOUSANDS OF MILES
WITH HEAVY LOADS...

THEY WALKED AND THEY SANG
OF BETTER DAYS TO COME,
THE WAGONS WERE THERE
SO THEY COULDNT RUN...

THEIR SICK AND THEIR DEAD,
SOLDIERS WANTED TO HAUL,
BUT PRIDE NEVER CAME
BEFORE THE FALL...

THEY REFUSED TO ALLOW
THE WHITE MAN TO WIN,
THEY CARRIED THEIR FAMILIES
ON THEIR BACKS, AND THEN...

WHEN THEY REACHED THE END
MANY HAD PERISHED,
THE LOVE OF OUR PEOPLE
WE WILL ALWAYS CHERISH...

HARDSHIPS AND PAIN,
SICKNESS AND DEATH,
THEY HELD THEIR HEADS HIGH
WITH EACH GASPING BREATH...

THEY WALKED EVERY MILE
WITH PAIN AND FEAR,
THEIR FEET WERE BLEEDING,
AND SO MANY TEARS...

CONDITIONS FOR OUR PEOPLE
TODAY HAVE NOT MUCH CHANGED,
WE FOUGHT FOR OUR RIGHTS,
MANY ARE STILL IN CHAINS...

THEY TRIED TO DEFEND US,
AND MAKE IT ALL RIGHT,
THE HARDER THEY TRIED,
THE HARDER THE FIGHT...

THE RESERVATIONS THEY SAY,
ARE FOR OUR OWN GOOD,
OUR RIGHTS ARE PROTECTED,
AND THINGS WILL BE AS THEY SHOULD...

BUT OUR BABIES ARE STARVING,
WE HAVE NO FOOD OR HEAT,
NO SHIRTS ON OUR BACKS,
OR SHOES ON OUR FEET...

OUR OLD ARE SICK,
AND NEED MEDICINE TO SURVIVE,
THEY PROMISED A GOOD LIFE,
WE ARE BARELY ALIVE...

BUT WE WON'T GIVE UP,
THIS IS OUR LAND YOU SEE,
WE WILL FIGHT TO THE DEATH,
TO KEEP OUR PEOPLE FREE...

TO HAVE RESPECT, HONOR AND PRIDE,
TO DANCE AND SING BY GRANDFATHER'S SIDE,
TO WALK OUR PATHS IN HOPES THAT THEY WILL SEE,
THAT WE ARE RED IN OUR HEARTS, AND ALWAYS WILL
BE!!!

THE END

BY: JOYCE MOUNTAIN LION KOZIC
SOUTHEASTERN CHEROKEE
JUNE 1999



Ladyhawkcj

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Christian Poetry

This was sent to me and I wanted to share
If you are interested in seeing more please visit his site




Hello Everyone,

Greetings in the wonderful name of Jesus. It’s so incredible that I have
the opportunity to write again. I want to thank each one of you, who
responded to the last letter and poem I sent out. It’s always nice to get
replies from the poems and letters I’m inspired to write.

I hope all have been well and I pray each day that everyone is growing
spiritually as we journey though this special life together.

I’ve been writing a lot of poetry today. I have such a passion inside to
give my life for others. I want to be just like Jesus. I want to give my
life for those who are in need. I believe my way of giving is through the
poetry I write.

I’ve learned that life hasn't been given to be my own, but it’s given by
God to be for everyone else. That’s what I live for. I live not for
myself, but for my friends, family and loved ones. Everyone is a friend and
loved one to me. I consider everyone to be my family.

I wrote several poems today. The poems are below this letter. The name of
one poem is Ose. I believe Christ my savior inspired me to write them, for
my own personal growth and to share with others. I hope you all find the
messages I’ve found in them, from Christ our Lord.

I trust you all are having a wonderful week. Always know you’re loved,
because I love you and so does God. Whenever you feel alone and in despair,
know that there’s a God who loves you more than you’ll ever know and
also know that there’s a poet who loves you too.

In
His Love, See Poems Below.

Ahrend R. Walters
Believer Poet
www.believerpoet.com


Ose
By: Ahrend R. Walters
Copyright 2008

What is life to live for mine it’s only but a worthless life
But what is life to live for those the greatest life ever chose

Do I live for my own to build my lavished fancy house
Or do I live for helping others like orphaned children without mothers

Who am I deep in heart one for me of selfish greed
Or am I giving every all to help others from the fall

What is life to live for min it’s only but a worthless life
But what’s the life to live for those the greatest life I ever chose



Astound
By: Ahrend R. Walters
Copyright 2008

My friends are dying in endless pain
They many starve and kill to gain

At here this time come with me now
Lets give them hope through Love is how

In this moment with passing by
I hear there need I hear their cry

As many feed a hungry greed
I need your help at now I plea

Come with me lets walk alone
While many care just for their own

We can change the worlds around
Alone through Love Let’s go Astound



Every Graceful Thing
By: Ahrend R. Walters
Copyright 2008

All trees and bird’s stampedes of herd
Rains and snows wind that blows
Its all our Lord the clouds that pour
For flower blooms there many moons
At far beyond the running fawn
O so near the waves we hear
Of beauty pure that’s God I’m sure
He’s Every Graceful Thing


Ladyhawkcj