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Chris's poetry

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These are just a few of her peom's that have been able to find. I really wanted to share these with everyone.

I wish tonight,
upon a star,
for the gift of time.
Time to see my daughtergrow up,
my husband grow old
and watch my dreams come true,
for time to share love with my family,
for time to grow ever closer to my parents,
for the time to give and recieve the gift of love that bless my life,
provide me with hope and
allow me to dream big.
                                                                             CSW 06/22/03

Life
Living
Breathing
Minds racing
Hearts beating,
in rythmic time
Questions
Answers
and I don't knows
Hopes and Dreams
Plans and Schemes
All work together-
tword one goal....
Alife to live
that is better
from our interpretation
of accomplishment
of success
derived, in sum or in part
by the dreams of our parents
                  CSW  06/21/03

The Best of Gifts
 
One day I woke up
my feelings- they felt all strange.
I paced around
-thinking curious and wondering-
What was going on inside my head?
Why am I so unable to explain them?
 
Then instead of looking to the inside
I began to look around
I looked into my daughter's eyes
and saw straight into her heart
a love I allways knew was there
I found inside of me
I looked next into my husband's eyes
and much to my surprise
I found his heart so full of love
and blessed smile of love in mine
 
But when I looked into my mother's eyes
I finally understood
In her eyes I saw the gift she had
given me at my birth
It was then that I realized
I was not just recieving love
from my husband
or my daughter
or my mother
or my father
or my brothers
This love came with a special gift
a gift that can not be brought or sold
but one that is found only in the
hearts of those who truly have love to give
Not only were love and peace
given to me
I was given love to share
from my heart
unconditionally
to yours
with all my love
Christa
 
7/1/03
 
 

The Walk of Life
 
Days on end
hours go by
silently passing
through the moments
we treasure
in colorful memories
some precious
some sad
some angery
some glad
all part of our
"walk of life"
 
     CSW 06/22/03

The past is filled with memories
Both good and bad, funny and sad.
Dreams fulfilled, experiences shared
A lifetime building a foundation with people who care
You are ushering in another day
untouched and freshly new
So here I come to ask you, God
If you'll renew me, too.
Forgive the many errors
That I made yesterday
And let me try again, dear God
to walk closer in Thy way
But, Father, I am well aware
I can't make it on my own
So take my hand and hold it tight
For I can't walk alone......
 
 
CSW   undated

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A loving mother, wife and friend.