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Below are some poems authored by me: 

Sherri Lynn Charland


This first poem, Nikki, was written for my sister, Nikki, after she was diagnosed with cancer of the spinal cord, during chemotherapy and radiation, but before she past away. At this time I was the ripe old age of 25. 

The second, A Message From Beyond, was written after watching a television show called "Crossing Over with John Edward".  John Edward is a psychic that communicates with people who have crossed over.

The third, My Dearest Best Friend, was written on November 18, 2005 for my angel dog chihuahua, Tico, who weighs in at only 5 pounds ( 4 1/2 pounds of pure heart).

The fourth, Do You Love Me, was written on December 2, 2005 for my husband on our anniversary ~ December 3rd.

The fifth, My Big Sister, was written on August 13, 2006 for one of my big sisters; Teresa.

Then are a few more poems that are written by someone else, I just happen to love them.


Nikki

How can I be so weak when it's you that hurts so much, You're sweet and you're kind ~ Soft to the touch.

I don't know how to tell you that I'm hurting for you so, I wish that I could say one word and make the cancer go.

You really mean a lot to me ~ Of course you always will, You have to be the kindest person to receive such a rough deal.

Let me tell you, "Sis", that I'll always be there for you, so please take advantage and call me when you're blue.

   * Dedicated to Nikki with love and kisses ~ 

                   from you're Baby Sister.

 


A Message From Beyond

After I am no longer in your physical world ~

Please don't tell me good-bye, for my message to you is:

Move on, Be happy, Live your life, Learn all that is meant to be learned.

Then when you cross over  ~  You will know that I've been with you all along .......

                       ...... I never left you.

 


 

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  My Best Dearest Friend

How do I put into words this special bond that only we two share.

The first day of our life together, on the drive home from the "Pet Center " where I adopted you ~ I looked over at you. You were shivering; obviously apprehensive even a little frightened, yet possibly relieved to be out of the cold and lonely confinement of the "Dog Pound", I just smiled at you and said, "Damn, I sure hope you grow on me!"

Now a little over ten years later ~ I see you and wonder 'What will I do when the day comes that I won't have you for my trusty companion  ~  Please know that even the times I act like you were a pest ... I adore you and that my love for you is every bit as unconditional as your love for me. I thank you for your unyielding devotion. Know that no other could ever take your place in my heart.

Through the years you have showed me a lot about love and loyalty. I am truly grateful to have you, Tico, for my dearest best friend.

Without a doubt ~ You grew on me!

 


Do You Love Me

Do you love me or do you not, You told me once but I forgot.

It seems to me that God above, created you for me to love.

Our true love that was sent from heaven, Six years together now going on seven.

I love you more now than last year on this day, Our love has blossomed into a spiritual bouquet.

All though some have tried to pull us apart, You still hold a special place in my heart.

Hard times we've managed to some how get through, Blissful joy for us is long over due.

So do you love me, do you Dear, If you do then hold me near.

Since I've loved you right from the start, I'll be yours forever ~ So never shall we part.

 


 

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My Big Sister  

My big sister is a friend of mine,

She loves me through and through;

So when I feel the need to talk,

I call her when I'm blue.

She always has a laugh to share,

With a certain twinkle in her eyes;

Of all the sisters of the world,

My sister deserves a prize.

Even when I'm a pain in the butt,

Somehow she's still there for me;

I love my big sister,

Wonderful and special, a true friend of mine is she.

 


The next three poems are are written by some one else; they just happen to be among my favorites.


My Quilt

My neighbor is washing her windows, and scrubbing & mopping her floors, But my house is all topsy - turvy, and dust is behind all the doors.

My neighbor, she keeps her house spotless and she goes all day at a trot. But no one would know in a fortnight if she swept today or not.

The task I am at is enticing ... My neighbor is worn to a rag. I am making a quilt out of pieces I have saved in a pretty chinz bag.

And the quilt, I know my descendants will exhibit with prideful heart .... "So lovely, my grandmother made it. An example of patience and art."

But will her grandchildren remember her struggles with dirt and decay ?  They will not  ~  They will wish she had made them a quilt like I'm making today.

 


A Dog's Prayer

Treat me kindly, my beloved master for no heart in the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.  ~  Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I lick your hand between blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do.  ~  Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footsteps fall upon my ear.  ~  When it is cold and wet, please take me inside, for I am now a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements.  ~  And I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth ~ Though had you no home, I would rather follow you through ice and snow than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all the land, for you are my God, and I am your devoted worshiper.  ~  Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.  ~  Feed me clean food, that I may well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life should your life be in danger.  ~  And, beloved master, should the Great Master see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you.  ~  Rather hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest ..... And I will leave you knowing with the last breath I drew, my fate was ever safest in your hands.

   By: Beth Norman Harris

 


Resume

Razors pain you;

Rivers are damp;

Acids stain you; 

And drugs cause cramp.

Guns aren't lawful;

Nooses give;

Gas smells awful;

You might as well live.

  By: Dorothy Parker 

 


 

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