Friday, December 23, 2011

After All We're A Family: Poem by me Lauralee Hensley title: When Someone Y...

After All We're A Family: Poem by me Lauralee Hensley title: When Someone Y...: When someone you love keeps stabbing your very soul does your spirit ever really climb out of that black hole? When someone you love corre...
This is a link to a poem I wrote that I think some people can relate to.

Poem by me Lauralee Hensley title: When Someone You Love.

When someone you love keeps stabbing your very soul
does your spirit ever really climb out of that black hole?
When someone you love corrects everything you do or say,
do you find it hard to just get through another day?
When someone you love ignores you but not others on the internet
do the pieces of  time to reconnect with them ever reset?
When someone you love  hushes you everytime you try to speak
does you voice soon  become silently weak?
Someone I love you, please love me.
Someone I love you, why don't you see.
Someone I love you, but I feel empty.
Someone I love you, this is reality.
When someone you love sends darts with their eyes,
do you try to smile through or do you looked surprised?
When someone you love always walk away from you where ever you go
do you wonder if it's because for others they want to put on a show?
When someone you love seems so distant and away
do you wonder why you even bother to stay?
When someone you love won't let you hold them in a long embrace
do the memories of why you first loved them start to erase?
Someone I love you, please love me.
Someone I love you, why don't you see.
Someone I love you, but I feel empty.
Someone I love you, this is reality.
When someone you love only wants to sleep alone
does your heart start to turn to stone?
When someone you love says "It's not you, it's me,"
does it ring true as something to believe?
When someone you love doesn't want to hear how you feel
do you wonder if the love they once professed was ever real?
When someone you love packs their bag and walks out the door,
did you know that this is what a vow of committment had in store?
Someone I love you, please love me.
Someone I love you, why don't you see.
Someone I love you, but I feel empty.
Someone I love you, this is reality.
When someone you love is no longer in love with you
do you convince yourself they'll come back and your love will renew?
When someone you love seems so very  happy on their own
do you tell yourself that it was your own fault that the relationship is blown?
When someone you love hires an attorney
do you sob into your hands and fall onto your knees?
When someone you love gets everything they want and more
does your heart ache to hear them once again snore?
Someone I love you, please love me.
Someone I love you, why don't you see.
Someone I love you, but I feel empty.
Someone I love you, this is reality.
When someone isn't your someone again find a friend,
do a little crying on their shoulder and get around that hurtful bend.
When someone is out of your life for good
do something nice for yourself like you really should.
When someone isn't going to be nice to you anymore,
don't look back, just slam that haunting door.
When someone strong finally comes forth from inside of you,
remember to your own self always be kind and true.
Someone I loved you, now I love me.
Someone I loved you,  and now I can see.
Someone I loved you,  I'm no longer empty.
Someone I loved you, this is a new reality.

You can share this poem link with friends for them to read, but it is mine and written by me.  You can not use my poem to make money from by selling it in any form without first consulting me and purchasing it at a price I will decide upon.  Thank you, Lauralee Hensley of the blog After All We're A Family.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Poem Title: B-Clause It Rings True

(First before I begin typing the poem let me explain I wrote this as though Jesus might be speaking to Santa Clause via a dream sequence sort of like the ghosts in the play Scrooge)

In the Nick of time I give this dream to Jolly Old you,
B-Clause it rings so very true.
Many don't know me, they have no clue.
Yet they believe in the magic of  your suit's red hue.

Selling with your bearded smile becomes the retailers object;
ad campaigns billed as the December Chimney Project.
Separation of church and state again the hot subject;
the Creator's Son dropped like a spent coal in dust bins of reject.

Pine trees flashing lights of red, green, golden yellow, even blue.
Roofs and lawns adorned with Rudolph, snowmen, Grinch and you.
Whereas, my first earthly birthday remembered on so few.
Some Christians might kneel this by year by another empty church pew.

You only give them man-made gifts one time each year.
Yet, they celebrate you for that with robust Ho-Ho-Ho Cheer!
They'll happily watch for your sleigh and flying reindeer,
with faces pressed against window panes they'll wait and peer.

When I offer them the gift of eternal life, so many now jeer.
Of Hell's chains and  nails they have no sense of righteous fear,
though their chosen fate may be hammering near.
They don't see that Salvation awaits them.  I am right here.

I do believe this dream is wasted on you.
Your fabled image is too busy in the country of the red, white and blue.
B-Clause It Rings True,
You can't design a toy to make their love of me ever renew.

B-Clause It Rings True,
there are no toy designs that will make it renew.
It has to be their choice or they pay the due.
Do you have anything in your bag to give them a clue?

The B-Clause is the Bible Clause found in John 3:16.
Have you ever read it, do you know what it means?
Are you too busy with the happening Christmas scenes,
or  now concerned about fitting into your favorite jeans?

B-Clause It Rings True,
this may be wasted on you.
B-Clause It Rings True,
I hope this sticks to your heart like glue.

Poem:  Written by Lauralee Hensley of the blog After All We're A Family on December 10th, 2011.....   You have permission to copy and post this poem as long as you do not alter it, or my name as the author of it.  Thank you and God Bless You All.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Politicians Not Honoring Those That Served Once Again!!!!!!!!!-!!!!!!!!!!!

I've been told NYC Policemen and Firefighters are not invited to the 10th anniversary of 9/11 at Ground Zero.  The mayor claims there's not room for them. They weren't invited to that day in 2001 either.  THEY JUST SHOWED UP AND DID THEIR JOB!  Please re-post if you think they belong there more than the Politicians!!!!!!!!!-!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

August 2011 job openings with Dean Foods (various food companies)

https://deanfoods.hua.hrsmart.com/ats/job_search.php  
If you know someone looking for a job have them look at pages 12-15 above. Dean Foods (various food companies we know are under this umbrella).  They have lots of job openings for August 2011. Various states and various jobs. I hope this helps someone in this tough economy.  God Bless.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Ask President Obama to Veto using the link listed below.

http://www.whitehouse.gov/contact/  Ask President Obama to Veto allowing non-USA citizens to be allowed to draw on America's Social Security.  This money  should be protected for legal United States Citizens who have paid into Social Security all their working lives via taxes to be there for them when they reach retirement age. 
Isn't Social Security already burdened?  The government is already talking cut backs in Social Security benefits for those who are qualified.  Then why do we add to it's rolls by adding on non-USA citizens that are in this country illegally.
If those persons want that benefit, they should come here through legal means and become citizens and pay into the system like USA citizens do.
Better yet, why don't they stay in their own countries and try to effect a chance there for the good of all that country's citizens?  Let them help their own country implement an effective retirement system for their citizens, not bankrupt ours any sooner than it may already be.
America needs to go back to being a common sense nation, not a best friend of the world's population nation. 
Best friends should be on a one to one relationship level. 
I expect the United States of America Government to be listening to the citizens who employ them, not be hugging and kissing the whole world.  Government officials if you want to hug and kiss your best friend go ahead, but do it on your own time.  Government officials if you want to give your best friend a gift then go ahead, but use your own dollar to buy it, not mine. 
Government Officials if you want your bank account drained by someone who never legally or with your permission deposited a penny into it, then I say you have no common sense.
You don't need to be a mathematician, a statistician, or an accountant to see that more people on a burdened Social Security roll is not a good thing.
Signed a person with common sense,
Lauralee Hensley

Monday, June 27, 2011

My Next Mom

A poem/song lyrics written 6/25/2011 2-5:30AM by Lauralee F. Hensley
Idea came to me after watching so much of the Tot Mom Terrible Trial Stuff, then listening to the beautiful music of Josh Groban. Then my mind was like that little girl could have had a beautiful life, if she'd just been given to someone who really cared. Adoption would have been an option.
Though this isn't exactly just about the little girl in Florida, it is about so many children that are emotionally discarded by their parents because of parents self-need over shadowing the needs of the children they are meant to love and protect.
Title: My Next Mom
Mom,
My Next Mom is so proud of me,
of who I've grown up to be.
Mom, I wish you knew
My Next Mom.
She is so good, it's almost hard to believe.
I'll always remember when
My Next Mom-
turned deep pain into deep love;
love I believe was a life changing gift from above,
that I will always try to pass gratefully on.
_______
My Next Mom
helped silence my hearts' angry fury,
all the times I couldn't understand fully,
why you chose your next fix and abandoned me.
I'm sure the drugs caused my secret deformities.
My Next Mom
looked past them, holding me close and tenderly.
To her I was never a burden or mistake,
easily tossed from a car after a tap on the brake.
________
Mom,
My Next Mom is so proud of me,
of who I've grown up to be.
Mom, I wish you knew
My Next Mom.
She is so good, it's almost hard to believe.
I'll always remember when
My Next Mom-
turned deep pain into deep love;
love I believe was a life changing gift from above,
that I will always try to pass gratefully on.
_________
Mom,
My Next Mom gave me a real home and security,
though she wasn't rich, young, or even pretty.
She had a true inner strength and beauty.
Over time she instilled trust and good in me.
Mom, why am I drawn to your marker in this cemetery?
I've wished you would have sought out help and became drug free.
Babies even get sold for a next drug stake.
Some Moms do their time with casket mate Crystal Snowflake.
__________
Mom,
My Next Mom is so proud of me,
of who I've grown up to be.
Mom you will never know
My Next Mom,
Trading life for skeleton keys, futile were your twenties.
Mom, I'll always remember when you decided-
that deep pain needed more drugs.
I know now was your life changing deception con,
and Mom your legacy will not be passed on,
because of the love of
My Next Mom.