There Are Many Ways To Say ''I Love You''.

At this time in the month of May.
There are many ways to say ''I love you.''
Such as cards, candy and flowers too.
They are all fine but, none of them suite you.
They only last for a day or two.
I can reinsure you, of my true feelings which
I express in my poetry will always continue.
And that include the love you receive from me.

Written In May 1987

Written For My Personal Care Attendemt

To Debbie

Here is a message especially for you.
All we have been through let me express my gratitude.
By the way I can say it best.
When someone who treats me like you do.
I give them my love and my respect.
This poem is a tribute to my personal care attendent and a good friend too.
Believe in these words because they are very true.

Written In March 1987

Sister In-Law In Crime.

Have you heard about these two women named Mary and Rose?
Well let me tell you, between both of them it is no picnic.
When they get together it's comical it is wicked.
For instance, Mary wanted to bring me home.
So she gave Rose a ring on the phone.
Because she could not lift me on her own.
You should have seen her carry me down the stairs.
Was I scared? Scare was not the word for it.
I was petrified out of my wits. Wouldn't you be if you were me?
So if anyone shold happen to meet up with them on the street remember to be discrete.
After all I shou know all about them.
Because I am Mary's daughter and Rose's niece.

Written In January 1987

He Believed In His Girl

Next time you see me whenever that may be.
Your daughter will be famous with her poetry.
Of course he always did believed in special talent this girl has.
And that is why she keeps on writing.
For her favorite, man you Dad.

Written In July 1987

BEING FRIENDS TO THE END

We have been together for sixteen years and counting.
All the laughter and tears we have been through
We have arguments every now and then but we always make amens.
Is that what best friends are suppose to do?
Put the bad times behind and cherish the good times we spend together.
Take each day as they come, along with my love.
God will take care of everything else from up above.
Because that is what friendship is all about.
Being friends right til the end.

Abandon

Ever since I was three my parents put me in an institution.
When I ask them they why did it? They had the attitude we did for your own good.
But to me I felt like let someone else take care of me.
People who are physically challenged like myself feel like we are burden to our parents’
and other members of our family. They have all sorts of reasons why they leave us behind.
One reason was they did not have the time to attend to our needs.
So we went without getting the attention we should have received.
Today is still in my mind the fear of having people leaving me behind.

Every now and them these feelings come back to me. When my P.C.A.S’ are late to
take care of me. When they finally get here all my fears disappear but it still frustrates me
I want to scream. The mire I try to explain how I have to depend on them
I get an answer I know again and again. I get hungry and thirsty too just like you.
When this happen all these feelings come rushing back to me from my childhood.
I guess you have to be in my shoes to know what I mean.

Written In February 1993

A Cruel World

This world can be so cruel,
Filled with disappointments we face broken promises we have to take from our friends
and love one. Which we would do anything for them under the sun.
And still they hurt you leaving sad and blue.
No matter how bad it gets we should not give up hope just yet.
Take it from this girl who knows. what you are going through.
Because she also has loved and lost too.
So believe in yourself as I do. Things will get better I promise you.

Written October 1989

BRIAN

God blessed me with you.
Somehow he knew your love for me would be true.
I want to show my appreciation to my Nephew for everything he does.
By expressing my gratitude for your attitude which is love and respect towards me.
That is why I am proud to have a Nephew like you,.
Believe what I am saying is true.
No one has a big, guy like I do.
I thank God from up above for you and your love.

ADDICTION OR OBSESSION

Why do I get angry with her she goes away for a couple of days or a week or two?
My in child comes out like I am three. It make me want to yell and scream
because I feel like she is leaving me not the job. And that is why I weep and sob.
People has addictions like alcohol and gambling and others drugs.
My addiction is I need her present every day to day she loves me and give me hugs,
If that is wrong. So be it. It is better than feeling abandon.
I don’t expect for you to understand these feelings which I have towards her.
There are three people who knows the truth if this is an addiction or obsession
or is it just love? And that would be her and me and God up above.

A FRIENDLY "HELLO"

Here is a friendly ‘’hello.’
From someone who wants you to know how much she loves you.
If you are feeling low at any time.
Keep in mind there’s no need to frown when your friend Helen is around.
She will turn your frown up side down with one of her friendly ‘’hello’‘.

Written For My Nephew Brian

Big Guy!

One little boy who can fill up my life with so much joy.
While other people seem to avoid me.
Here is Brian at the age of three.
Who really believes his Aunt Helen is too special to avoid,
So if I were you, I would take my advice and listen to this little boy.
And start recongnize me and my accomplishments.
Whatever they may be.

Written In September 1986

SCARING THE BE-JESUS OUT OF ME

Scaring The Be-Jesus Out Of Me
Why can’t they shut without slamming?
Every day I say to myself just ignore all those noises that surround you.
Like the slamming of doors. And the heavy footsteps on the floor.
People coming in and out all day long the slamming of the doors continue.
Children running up and down the stairs and running through the house.
It makes me want to scream and I do.
If they only knew how much loud noises startle a person who has C.P. like me.
Then maybe they would be more considerate of me and my spasms as they slam the doors.
I would be at my computer and suddenly there would be a loud bang and I hit my head on the keyboard. When we have spasms sometimes we hurt ourselves believe me.
Close the doors without scaring the be-Jesus out of me.

Double Messages.

It is so frustrating, when people cannot be straight with me.
Not knowing what or who to believe.
Instead of saying exactly what they mean.
Double Messages I always seem to read from them.
For instance, people tell me they are my friend.
But when I ask for a favor like spending time with me.
Their reply is oh no! We do not have the time for you.
I am too possessive of them.
When they need a favor done I am suppose to drop everything and run.
They give me the impression I am not important.
But they are number one.

There is my family and Mom which I love.
The people who I try to do my best for.
But they cannot see it or acknowledge it yet.
Rather than telling me straight out.
Double Messages I always seem to get.

Written In September 1986

Knowing How To Bend

We have our difference every now and then.
Both of us were too stubborn, to see it was not all you or me.
To make a friendship work we must know how to bend.
What do you say my friend? Hey! Let us leave the past all behind
and our friendship will come back in time.

Written In August 1986

My Last Word To You.

Oh how I hate to see this day come.
Having you go back to school.
And me continue to be number one.
It will be hard, but I will stick to my guns.
My fight to win the war has just begun.

Written In June 1986

Second Fiddler!

Just because I am in a wheelchair.
Does not mean you can walk away.
And pretend I'm not even there.
You used to care for me.
But times gets rough, you leave.
Which makes me believe,
I am a Second Fiddler.

Written In June 1986

To Robyn

''I love you'' with all my heart.
And I did right from the start
These words are so true.
When I say have a nice Valentine's Day.
And may every day be special too.
Remember Aunt Helen loves you!

Written In February 1989

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