A GOOD DAY !!!!!!

I can honestly say that today was a good day. The kids went back to school and I got my piece of mind back. Don't get me wrong, I love my son and daughter, but hey.... be honest, I am not the only one that was dancing around this morning and smiling and waving at the kids when the school bus came by or when you dropped them off at school this morning. All the while they are thinking that you are going to miss them, but in the back of your mind you was Thanking God for the few quite hours that you have sought for so long this summer... lol .

I just wanted to wish everyone in Blog Land who have children a safe and happy return back to school.

I AM TIRED !!!!!!!

This is a dedication to all who are fed up and TIRED !!!!!!!



I am Tired of the disgrace,walking around with a smile on my face,trying to hike the tears of been yet deceived again.

I am Tired of the lies and the pain in side. Is it me or she that you fight so hard to see? Tell me who do you love,because I am Tired of the roller-coaster ride.? I read something a friend wrote, where she states:"that she rather write than fight, I can see why ,because I find myself writing novels.

I am Tired of the talking, now it's time for someone to start walking.!

You lied when you went inside to find the treasures you thought she held. Now your life is hell.
I am Tired of crying over how we are going to pay bills, while you're getting your thrills.

I am Tired of you walking around with different numbers in your pocket from this one and that one, while I am at home being faithful.
I am Tired so it looks like it has come sown to the final count of the fight.But before we reach the count of 10..... I am throwing everything in.

You have gotten what you wanted, so go...be free,live your life with one of your shes,because I am Tired !!!!!!!

I keep up with your phone numbers just as well as you , but to call another woman about my man, what do I sound like and look like?-a fool.
I am Tired , do you care or even understand, that me living and loving like this was and is not in my plans?.

There's no more that I can say and there's no more that I can do, You have got to want to change you.

I am Tired!!!!!

What else can I say, what more can I do? I am waiting on the man that I fell in love with to through the door and play these silly games no more;I AM TIRED!!!!!!!




Author:
Lavenia Brewton

IS THIS REALLY THE END?

Is this really the end? I feel that this may be the end of our discussions and seminars together, but how many will truly continue to check their blogs or their classmates blog to see what they have been up to?I know that I will. I will continue to post on others blogs as I hope that they do with mine. I have found this class to be a blast and I do not want to lose contact with the friends that I have made. So if anyone out here in blog land feel the same, feel free to post to my blog and I will get back to you at my earliest convenience.



I wish you all success in life and in your careers. Who knows maybe we will cross paths not only as classmates, but as professionals. Good Luck and again,much success!!!!!!!!

STILL HERE

I have faced so many obstacles in my life;
I am still here!
I have been lied on and lied to by the best of them....
I am still here!
I have been alone,and had friends and family to leave me in and out of season;
I am still here!
I have had trust and lost trust,been rapped of my identity by those who want me to be what they want to see me as;
I am still here!
I have been robbed of a relationship with my father,mother,sister and brother but guess what? I am still here!
I have been talked about and talked to like I was not worthy of being who I am;
I am still here!
I have dealt with mental,physical and emotional abuse
I am still here!
I have ran with the best and worst of them ,and I have had to fight some tough fights;some won some lost.I have laughed and I have cried,even tried suicide.I have been addicted and I have been an addiction(yeah,you know what I mean )
I am still here!
I have been the"one"and "the other one", I have had heartaches and given a couple back
I am still here!
I have had riches and I have been broke but guess what?
I am still here!
I have had some good days and lord knows I have had my share of bad days. But guess what?
I AM STILL HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TIME

You know it's crazy how we play with this thing we call TIME. Using it carelessly without even paying it no mind.
We find ourselves counting up,which in reality we should be counting down;Because no man really knows just how longer are gonna be around.
Tomorrow I will do this,next week I will do that;All could be a lie and that's just a fact. Maybe we should live our lives as if we are always running late;Cause no man knows the true minute nor the hour,not even the calender knows the date.
You know it's crazy how we play with this thing we call time,Using it carelessly without even paying it no mind. I see clocks with alarms,even watches on arms;I see even you now clocking the length of this poem. But 60 seconds all I have invested ,because now is the time when time is truly tested.
Tic-Toc promises the clock:but whoever promised you that your time would not stop?You know it is crazy how we play with this thing we call TIME.Using it carelessly without even paying it no mind.

I almost lost my friend

I almost lost my friend, my brother. He was shot going on two weeks ago. Before I tell the story. Isn't it funny how we think people love us until something tragic happens.The mother of his son left him for dead. At least she had the since to take him to the E.R.Not only did I almost lose him, but my mother also.It's funny how God just takes over every situation. When you can't see, remember he can.I talked about this in my earlier blog. So please read. That's why " I CRY" for those who can't or are afraid to cry.

Sorry I have not posted in a while

I am truly sorry that I have not given you anything to read in a while.This is due to tragedy that my family and I had experienced. My brother had been shot, my mother suffered a slight heart attack, my sister who is bipolar was put on an 72hr. suicide watch.Not only that I was admitted due to the fact that my blood pressure went up to high to leave the hospital. Even in the mist of all this I know that God is still in control. Now I have to get back on track because I have two beautiful children to look after and who also need me as well as I need them.So I am really putting my nose to the grind trying to catch up on everything that I missed in both classes.So please pray for me and my family.

ZeAndre & Samare

This poem is a dedication to my son and my daughter.As a single parent I am by no means conceited, however I do feel as though the sun rises and fall on my children.They are all that I have,all that I am.They are not a part of me, I am a part of them. So here is my dedication to them:


When I look at you, I see a reflection of me. I see someone whose strong and driven. A person filled with emotions and passion. I see someone who is sometimes scared of change and different challenges,but will tackle them both with two feet planted solid.
When I look at you, I see someone that has been hurt,but continues to show love because they know it's the right thing to do.When I look at you I see someone who will not settle for anything but the best. Because in knowing that anything less than the best,just is not in you or me.

When I look at you, I see someone wanting more than the sky and the stars. I see someone aiming for the unknown.When I look at you, I see someone who is caring and sharing.... Never wanting to see the other person without.

ZeAndre & Samare, when I look at you, I definitely see a reflection of me and my love for you.

School's Almost Out!!!!!

Wow!!!!! Summer is almost here. That means school's out for my son and daughter in two more weeks and I have nothing planned for us to do. To make things worse my son will be turning 13 on Fathers Day. I am truly not ready for a preteen. Heck,I am still young. They tell me the thiritees are the new twenties(ha,ha).It's really going to be awkward for me due to the fact that I will still be in school and my kids are going to be home.We usually go to the beach,but I was really hoping to go to Disney World in Orlando this year.We will see.

I CRY

Can you hear me?. I'm crying for peace. Can you hear me?.
I cry for peace within myself, can you hear me?.
I cry for acceptance from my family and friends.I cry for my children and their well-being.I cry for love,and to be loved,to find understanding and compassion.
CAN YOU HEAR ME?.
I cry for the one's that I've lost through this journey of life and I cry for the one's that I'm losing.I'm crying for the one's that's bee bound and gagged by the people of their society and their endless beliefs.
CAN YOU HEAR ME?.
I'm crying for the one's that are trying to get over,but family and friends continue to push them under. I'm crying to hang on to my faith,my sanity,and my ministry.I'm crying for the one's that have given up on everything and everyone.
CAN YOU HEAR ME?.
I'm CRYING FOR THE MOTHER-LESS AND THE FATHER-LESS.I'm crying for the one's that are hungry,job-less,and homeless.I cry for the one's who don;t know how to cry.
CAN YOU HEAR ME?.

Share

If anyone has any poetry or just writing you want to share,feel free to post on my blog or give a link to your blog and I will post to you. Kim I would love it if you would share some of your works either on my blog or at my email address. laveniabrewton@yahoo.com

Do You See What I See?

For those of you that are visiting my Blog for the first time, I shared with the class that I write a little poetry. If you like what I have written,send me some"Snaps".


Do you see what I see,when I look at me? Tell me, what do you see? I can see deep inside those pretty brown eyes,all of the things that I try to hide.
What's in those eyes are painful moments, child-hood being taken away,joyful moments of child-bearing and heartaches of losing the ones that are near and dear. Happiness of re placing those empty spots. Thinking that I've gotten away,but it's something about those eyes that see deep inside of what lies beneath.
Wanting to cry like a baby entering the world for the first time and wanting to scream out to let the world know that I'm here,never to be forgotten.Wanting to leave a legacy for the legacies that I've created.But when those brown eyes look into their brown eyes looking deep inside to see a scar that she's left behind.How?When?Why??.
Oh! those clever brown eyes are not hiding as much as one would think.As I open these beautiful brown eyes one more time,tell me do you see what I see when you look at me?.

Comp. Writing 2

Hello everyone. I hope that we all were able to set up a post successfully. I did after three tries. To share a little about myself, I write poetry. Mainly about something that I maybe going through at that time. Hopefully the next time you visit my blog, I will have something for you to read. If you can't pronounce my first name, you can also call me Elaine.