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Daddy's Little Girl
Here I am at fifty-five years old wanting my dad, for me to hold. One last time for him to hear and whisper I love you ..in his ear. I think of all the time we did waste running past each other in a haste. The roles he played for him were set so closeness for us, we didn't get. The daughter he wanted, I couldn't be The father I needed, wasn't he. Somehow through this time we endured and found our love was still shared. So at times likes these, and Father's Day I sit and ponder, wanting to say Dad, I'm still that little girl held on your lap, hair in curls. If I could go back all those years I wouldn't be sitting here in tears. Tears of pain, feelings that I missed the gift you gave me with a kiss. So with my sadness, and a prayer Dad, in my heart, you're always there.
Kay Elaine Ekwall copyright l999 |
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Touching Souls
I want..... To reach out and touch your soul To stroke you and make you whole To cradle you in my arms, like a baby No longer possible, since you're a lady.
I wish...... To heal in you all your pain To make sure it never comes again Only love in your life and harmony Opened doors so you can see ...all the wonders of life I've given to you so many possible futures to view.
But, all I could give you is the breath of life I cannot take away all strife Each person's job is inner healing To do it for you would be stealing.. ..your chance for joy coming from inside ...with God's guidance, no need to hide.
I would, If I could take on all your pain As I did bringing you to this life again. But your pain is yours alone to bear And with this knowledge, I can only share What I have learned, the paths I've taken Some wisdom learned and some forsaken.
Here my gift daughter, for what it's worth is a womb for your rebirth.
Kay Elaine Ekwall copyright l999 |
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My Memory Album
Perched upon the edges of time, billowing clouds of nostalgia overcome me. Pognant memories of peaceful days, of innocence, of blindness (perhaps), slide stealthily into my mind. Memories of children laughing, playing, bright Christmas mornings, eggnog and pumpkin bread. Tables laden with extravagent and delectable morsels tantalizing my taste buds ....even now. Faces so dear and long since gone come out of the mist to me and say....love. Precious, tender moments spent, in loving you.....loving me. Lovingly, I close my album of memories, sadly, maybe, but glad to have had them, open to creations of a new future one not yet dreamed of....and I smile..
Kay Elaine Ekwall copyright l998 |
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To Jamelle
To Jamelle, a child so dear and fair, A girls with flowers in her hair. A child born in a strange place, She came in here so full of grace. A heart as big as all out doors, And, in her mind I found the chore. So strong in self and realized, That she had always opened eyes. Into the heart she had the sight, While others floundered in the night. And she, a caring being too, Into her circle she did drew, Friends that hale from near and far, Helping each other find out who they are. We are but earthly dwellers here A short time for us this body to wear. And, if this bright spirit may pass by Tell her I'll love her from on high...
Kay Elaine Ekwall copyright l998 |
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To My friend
A new friend like you is a treasure more precious thatn the purest gold in a chest that's now opened a new relationship to behold. As we unlock each hidden door with silver keys from our past sharing lifes' experiences helps new friendships to last. Like a song you've written on the pages of my heart your tender words touch me where others cannot start. To share with you my deepest thoughts a pleasure from me to you with heartfelt thankfulness is what I give to you. Kay Elaine Ekwall copyright l999 |
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To Laura
To Laura.... my dear, dear friend, So full of surprises you amaze me. And now, your life is changing, re-arranging the pattern. You're so afraid, of what? the same things we are all .......afraid of....... Fear of the unknown a journey - a leap into space. The feeling of F A L L I N G And not being able to stop. ...is this what you feel...
I wish I could help you...but I can't make your journey for you. However, I can listen, I can understand. And share my fears with you. You're not alone my friend. ...we journey together.....
Kay Elaine Ekwall copyright l987 |
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