My Fiancee and I Have Finally Picked The Date For Our Wedding...July 10th, 2010...We'll Being Having It In His
Home Town...For One His Family Is Larger And Mine Are Willing To Drive To Be Apart Of The Celebration...Two Decorah Is Absolutely Beautiful For A Wedding...
I want children and with the way my life is going that isn't going to happen.� Everytime I put my heart on the line the guy gets bored and
absent.� When did finding someone to love and love you back become nonexistent?� I'm in a relationship at the moment and all I get is the silent treatment when I want to talk about the future.�
He's is a great guy and says he wants to settle down, but I only hear this after a six pack.� He's stationed in Vegas and I just got called back home to Texas to take care of my sickly mother.�
I've lived here in Vegas�part time since before thanksgiving and now when I'm just beginning to get used to the weather here my mom falls sick.� I tried talking with my boyfriend about what to do
when I leave... either take a break or push through the distance... and I got a shrug of the shoulders.� I know I shouldn't dwell on the little stuff but he proposed a week after I moved
permanently to Vegas... or so I thought.� I told him I would think about my answer and I was about to tell him yes when I got the news about my mother.� I'm out of answers and I don't know what to
Elisha Makel Lynn
Written: Spring 2003
Turning around, A speeding bus.
It's coming after us, no, it has caught us, and two other cars.
Fiberglass and metal tangling together like siblings fighting.
Glass flies as wild as a caged bird being freed.
Glass in my hair.
Oh God! It's everywhere!
Blood-stained clothes from the cut in the back of my head,
Broken bones, bruises, and lost memories.
Our truck is an accordian; No use saving it now.
We CAN'T pay the hospital bills,
Bill collectors suffocate us.
WE CAN'T GET AWAY!
But it's only the endless chase with reality.
This poem is dedicated to my mother, Frances Rader.
When I was 10 years old, my mother and I were rear-ended
by a city bus on our way home. My mom's neck was broken,
and I got staples in the back of my head. I have never been
so scared. I thought I was about to lose my mother. So, this
is to you mom, I love you, and be safe.