liz.a.beth

go on little girl……… go on………

cry out your eyes.

i know this pain; i know how it feels

when people dont say anything

maybe bow or simply walk away

youre afraid to be alone

and you feel so far away

. . . . . . words …would mean everything and

everything Will be okay. . . . . i know…

no ones so simple;

no one wants to feel what youve seen
no one wants to see how you feel

no one can take Your time

—you-can-cry—–its— …..l.o.v.e…. ———————-|,

its Your time. All the time.

In world time…….. or 3 times of time

and time takes as long as it does to get

————- ————- ————- ———–There————- ————-

w h e r e ?

its true———–
people dont know what to say
/|.. )=
now that the play is over
and the lights fade and then
Silence
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people cant handle Life when life is surreal. and you can. you have. you Are. and you can have it for breakfast. my memory of jaz wanting photos; i was moving cross the pond and you were so shy; dint know what to think of me– hey, over here! look at me. Stop! stand still for the picture look here ae photograph is memory like earth is to rock memory of a day of boy meets girl and This photo-funny mad mom show and look at you- now (((liz-a-beth))) Miss Brave Unshaken Trust you are a sunshine; you made my son shine. you, my boy’s first girl; my son’s best friend. and i love you. your cherub freckled smile. like any mom’s pride, is my pride: bittersweet. i smile a memory; when the 2 of you were 12 and jazzy brought you flowers stolen from the neighbors garden.

he was comin round to meet your dad and

wanted to show his Sunday Best

and your father was good to my boy.

 

Oh, Liz, i am so sorry

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i met your father one particular day; he was so proud of you;

and in his eyes he wore his pride first place and polished;

in a white t-shirt and grunge denim jeans

i told him what a great girl he has and …….. …. ……. he was ……. No. He is.

he is so proud of You.. like the First light of His day. or any star, really.

Dignity, is a man’s Pride

and your father leaves that memory in me;

i will wear it well

i am so sad for you for your mom for your brothers for your sisters; youve only
commenced to be a woman.. life is just gettin good. and Life ?

life brings you Death. no, no one should Ever
have to know |no| not like this

the pain of letting go.. having to watch love wander through you, over and away as you scream

because it just cant happen like this, not like this, not now, not this, screaming across the floor

like a brittle leaf,like a broken nail. like the skin of one more cold kiss. no one knows, anything,

really. no one knows what to do how to feel and i dont know either.

……goddess no…….
no one should ever

Life, its buried within you. and you can be sad or scream cry forever or be sublime;

that is a girl’s Dignity. wear it Proud. make it your hat.make it your peace.

make it a piece of You. the rest is too far away to see for now.

take what you need and go on. go far as you can

and from there you can see farther and

its ok you can’t walk away from the man

you love most

You
little
chickie

you hurt and it is okay, you’ll always be your daddy’s little girl

go on, now, you. go out there and live

Live

Live like you mean it.. as youve learned life happens so soon. you know. you know what no one could ever really comprehend.. and you dont have to until you can. and you never have to stop trying.. you know so much and you can still Shine like any star of midnight or inside the light of day; find the lines connecting you like a prayer to God ……………… or the goddess. Listen. listen with your eyes; through tears. see your Spirit Dansing find a smile shining
in your field or any dream. go on.. .

(((i love you liz)))
my eyes are still bleeding