when ever i find more quotes or poems i will post it here. enjoy.

Happiness keeps You Sweet,
Trials keep You Strong,
Sorrows keep You Human,
Failures keeps You Humble,
Success keeps You Glowing,
But Only
God keeps You Going!!!

A Mother’s Day Wish From Heaven



Dear Mr.



Hallmark,

I am writing to you from heaven,
and though it must appear

A rather strange idea,
I see everything from here.





I just popped in to visit,
your stores to find a card

A card of love for my mother,
as this day for her is hard.





There must be some mistake I thought,
every card you could imagine

Except I could not find a card,
from a child who lives in heaven.





She is still a mother too,
no matter where I reside

I had to leave, she understands,
but oh the tears she’s cried.





I thought that if I wrote you,
that you would come to know

That though I live in heaven now,
I still love my mother so.





She talks with me, and dreams with me;
we still share laughter too,

Memories our way of speaking now,
would you see what you could do?

My mother carries me in her heart,
her tears she hides from sight.





She writes poems to honor me,
sometimes far into the night
She plants flowers in my garden,
there my living memory dwells

She writes to other grieving parents
trying to ease their pain as well.





So you see Mr.



Hallmark,
though I no longer live on earth

I must find a way,
to remind her of her wondrous worth

She needs to be honored,
and remembered too

Just as the children of earth will do.





Thank you Mr.



Hallmark,
I know you’ll do your best

I have done all I can do;
to you I’ll leave the rest.





Find a way to tell her,
how much she means to me

Until I can do it for myself,
when she joins me in eternity.





Jody Seilheimer
In Memory of her son, Cory

                              an angel without wings

Memories, unforgotten, of this angel without wings, As she raises her head one last time, and to the heavens she sings, Praising and rejoicing, her time on Earth has finally come to an end, To join her father in heaven, free from all sin...

One last tear she cried, as we slowly wiped it away from her cheek, One last goodbye, to the woman that will always be a hero to me, Nothing but sorrow, you could see in her eyes, To leave the people you love in your own demise...

              IN LOVING MEMORY OF MY BEAUTIFUL MOTHER

                   Although your soul is at rest

                  and your body free from pain,

                   this world would seem like heaven

                  if we had you back again.            

                Always in our thoughts,

               no matter where we go,

                always in our hearts because

                we loved you so.

              However long our life may last,

               whatever land we view, 

               whatever joy or grief be ours,

              we still remember you.

             Loving you today,

             yesterday and always,

            from here to eternity.

     R.I.P. WILMA JEAN STACY

              11/11/50--2/24/05

        REAL MOTHERS

Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.

Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.

Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.

Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of shag carpets.

Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.

Real Mothers sometimes ask 'why me?' and get their answer when a little
voice says, 'Because I love you best.'

Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years
or grade...It is marked by the progression of Mama to Mom to Mother...



The Images of Mother

4 YEARS OF AGE
My Mommy can do anything!

8 YEARS OF AGE
My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!

12 YEARS OF AGE
My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.

14 YEARS OF AGE
Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.

16 YEARS OF AGE
Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.

18 YEARS OF AGE
That old woman? She's way out of date!

25 YEARS OF AGE
Well, she might know a little bit about it.

35 YEARS OF AGE
Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.

45 YEARS OF AGE
Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?

65 YEARS OF AGE
Wish I could talk it over with Mom.

The beauty of a woman
Is not in the clothes she wears,
The figure that she carries,
Or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman
Must be seen from in her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place here love resides.

The beauty of a woman
Is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman
Is reflected in her soul.

It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
And the beauty of a woman
With passing years-only grows!

7 reasons not to mess with children.

A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales. The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small. The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale. Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible. The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell? " The little girl replied, "Then you ask him."


A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work. As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was. The girl replied, "I'm drawing God."The teacher paused and said, "But no one knows what God looks like." Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, "They will in a minute."


A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds. After explaining the commandment to "honor" thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?" Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered, "Thou shall not kill."


One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head. She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom? "Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white." The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"


The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture. "Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or "That's Michael, He's a doctor. A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher, she's dead."


A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face." "Yes," the class said. "Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet?" A little fellow shouted,"Cause your feet ain't empty."


The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray: "Take only ONE . God is watching." Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies. A child had written a note, "Take all you want. God is watching the apples."


It doesn't matter how many people you send this to, just remember if it made you laugh, your friends will laugh too.

----------------- Bulletin Message -----------------
From: **AIRBORNE TANKER**
Date: Apr 24, 2008 7:53 AM


I wrote this, thought you might enjoy it.





I am here defending you all
risking my life praying not to fall
protecting my country’
standing proud and strong
to all of you...my heart belongs
thinking of home, every passing day
I know I am doing what is right
no matter what some may say
I love my country
I will not back down
I shall live and die
defending my ground
forgotton by some
but remembered by those who care
It’s worth it all
For in this struggle I live upon a prayer
prayers for their freedom
I hear in my sleep
their pain is visible
it’s runs wide and deep
So I shall do what I can
and do what I must
I will protect and serve
For in my country I trust
The price is high
the risk is all
pray for my life
pray I never fall.




Think of me often
for I am thinking of you all
As I stand my ground
As I stand proud and strong!


Written For all those who have and are serving our country...You are not for

Prayer for Friendship