Message From Tracy to Anna, Ralph and Bobby,

You are so dear to me all of you and I am so proud to know such wonderful people.

It was a pleasure to do your web site for you and I only hope and pray the best for you all.

Bobby and Anna and Ralph, I love you all!

"God" cares for you not because of who you are. You are His Child and His responsibility.

Hugger's Tracy and Family  

 

Join us in this special place
Become the child that you embrace
Within the joys of colors bright
The heart and soul indeed ignites

Flying with a special flair
Birds and bees now joining there
Way up high within the blue
Flowing with the love that's you

Dreams of beauty share this day
Happiness is on the way
Feeling bright and light with ease
Dancing on a gentle breeze

Join the dreamers in this land
Reaching out to grasp your hand
Make a wish and it comes true
All these treasures beckon you.

~ Francine Lucille ~
Copyright Feb 20, 2004

 

Could there be angels waiting in the wings,
 How might we call upon their ecstasy?
 Rainbows are mere garnish on the days
 In which we are the glory and the light.
 So may we hear the songs our sunshine sings,
 The words which will the wonder of our ways;
 May we know how good it is to be
 As we celebrate the holidays,
 So much in love we weep as angels might.

TSpracklen

 

I'm sorry I can't tell you what
I'm sure you'd rather hear,
But there's a burden in my heart
I can no longer bear.

There's an anger I must cross
Before I come to you
And make my peace with who you are,
And try your soul anew.

I know I wasn't what you wanted
When you wanted me,
A healthy, happy young man
You could raise easily.

I was born normal, and you
Have never understood
That what I am is whole and fair
And beautiful and good.

You were sorry, first for me
And then for you, and wept,
But I would not be me without
The fact that I am imapired.

I am a gift to celebrate
And not a cause to grieve.
As a child this was what
I needed to believe.

I needed but a different road
To reach the common goal,
But you decided there were things
I couldn't do at all.

And rather than accept what life
Had given in its grace,
You looked at what life had withheld
And accepted its embrace.

Ah, Grandma! How special  you are to me
I owe you the world for what you have done.
To love you is the least I can do.
And make my way alone wit you at my side,

And never have my children in the course
Of what I would become,
But always, always looking back
To where I have a home.

Tspracklen

Poems are by TSpracklen and are not to be taken.

They are a gift for Anna and Ralph and Bobby.