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Post by tattoo on Nov 23, 2018 15:49:46 GMT
Tatt, you are correct.. I have experienced 3 ex-wives and a dozen live in GF's, bless their hearts. Now ya know why I got me a huge motor home and wanna get way far away out in the boonies....NO DRAMA!..Wheee! LOL Thank god I only have one Ex wife, That's enough... LOL
My Dad rest his soul had 7 ex wives.....I think he would marry them instead of living with them... F that...
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Post by swampmonster on Nov 23, 2018 18:48:24 GMT
That old man needs just a motor home where every night he too will experience total silence...Total peaceful silence..Those stars that pass over in the sky, he can name them after his girls and wives like all past....And proclaim their beauty..but like all stars they will fall.
ONE OF THOSE STARS IS YOUR MOM..YOUR MOTHER, and even you Mister.... keep your mom up high and shining brite...YOU...JUST YOU.
..................And when she get's really old, really old and weak, really really old and weak....whisper to her this, "Momma, those stars you see, they are your dreams on Angle wings, trust me, you heart makes them shine, and your tears make them fly."
That little lady's heart really is a star up in your heaven...It is, I swear it is...Go look...It's there looking back at you....And it will fall the day you fall, but not before....Promise.
Same for you, buddy...Your heart makes them shine, and your dreams make them fly....promise...Dreams...Tomorrow
That is the magic of today and yesterday.
That Star...That Star...It is your dreams on Angle wings...Yes, your tears make it fly, and your heart makes it shine....Simple stuff...honest stuff ....trust it.
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Post by swampmonster on Nov 27, 2018 20:55:55 GMT
I....I, uh kinda sorta went thru some stuff I wasn't prepared for even after years of marriages and war as active duty typa guy...I uh had to honor a promise I made to my dad that I would take care of Mom after/as he died...Yeah, I promised it to my dad as I held his hand as he died...I had to honor what I promised him, yaknow?
Yaknow, there were many nights during those trying times when I would go outside in desperation and look to the heavens...Lost...Tired....ready to give up....Yeah...Yeah, ready to give it all up..."I can't do this".."I can't keep it up"..Mom is layin there in a hospital bed in her living room and I'm sleeping on the love seat and have been for two years...Yeah, it was perhaps the hardest thing this old man has ever done.
But, late at night, I would look up to those heavens and see all them Stars...Yeah....One in particular shined really brite....That Star was my Dad....My Dad.
..............And every nite when I was totally whipped, I'd see him up there shining brite and he would tell me, "Get it done, Boy..You promised."
So, yes Sir....Those Stars up in your heaven tonight are-really are-dreams on Angel wings....And our tears make them fly, and our hearts make them shine.
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