True love still "Exists".

True love still "Exists".

Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because god counts her tears.The woman came out of a man’s rib not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but from his side to be equal. Under his arm to be protected, and next to his heart to be loved.

Love her, Love him. Cherish her Cherish him. Because if there still standing beside you then, He or She can always be your everything. Love can still exist, If you take the time to, Laugh together, Communicate don't control each other. Try to be Spontaneous, Finally be that person each other can lean on because,
"True love still "Exists".

Anna Baty
11-17-12

"Walking Away".

He found me alone all withered and broken.The words he speaks are beautifully spoken. My Heart i feel it begins to Fall. That's when I finally realized he's said it all!. Please listen real close at what im about to say, Love me and understand the words, I'm about to speak today.

Now feel the touch from my fingertips that come from my soul. Its the strength from within fighting to "Let Go".
My words are left silent for fear i might stay. My body it starts to tremble as i hold you close today. Now I reach up to whisper,Two words in his ear. I say these soften words, with heartache and tears, Now it's time my sweet darling for me to be,
"Walking Away".

Anna Baty
6-3-12

Her Strength a Soldiers Wife.

I'm now a single Mother with 2 children to raise, I look for a plan to live through our days. My husband was a man of great virtue, His touch was the balance that beat in my Heart, His love for his family kept him safe in the Dark.

Then the nightmares continued night after night, constantly screaming troops. were in for a fight. The firing of guns and the bombs that he hears, lets him know that they are near. I hold him and tell him I'll keep him safe as we both drift off in a somber sleep.

Suddenly I wake to a cuddling sound, I ran and stumbled where my husband was found. I let out a scream to find no one around that's when I seen the blood all around. Now I come to realize the years in Iraq and the wars before them had taken his life, and ended the tricks they played in his head.

My husband ended his life with bullet to his head. Standing alone and my weakness shows through, I'm a Mother with 2 children now what do I do. My husband had strength and he walked with great pride, but the terrors took over because because he refused to hide.

Telling my children that's why there daddy had died. I stand before this country and say, I was married to a soldier with no weakness he knew, Fought for our Freedom and gave it to you.
I stand at his grave with tears on my face, I miss and love you, and I'm never that far, Remember my husband your my forever, "Shinning Star".

Anna Baty
4-26-12

A Part of You.

A Part of You.
If I could be any part of you, I’d be your tears.Just to show the hurt my heart feels sometimes.The times you try and no its not perfect but who and what is.This makes you try harder then you wonder am i trying to please them just to love me.All i can say is be who you are and then happiness tends to follow if not then you can say i was A Part of You. Now my tears have "Dryed "up. A.B.

I Pledge The?.

A Beauty to see as she always Flys high.
Her colors they wave of the Red, White, and Blue.
The words she stands for, they forever ring True.

I lift my right hand and place on my chest, I say
the words loudly the way i know best.
I hear all the mumbles that surround my ears.
My eyes they swell up from wiping my tears.

Now place your right hand upon your chest.
Repeat these words, I Pleadge the Allegiance,
now what is the rest.

I now look around to what i should know.
Her beauty i remember but the
her words i forgot so.
Why does her Beauty
always fly high, Have we as Americans
forgot the reasons, "WHY"

Beauty and Perfection

Perfection is the Dewdrops that fall
off a morning Rose.Beauty is the red glow
 of its shadow in the morning.A new born baby
is what we call Perfection.Now like the Rose
we begin to grow not knowing our Beauty will fade.
We hide in a room and close the door.
Now we stay hidden as my tears hit the floor,
thats when i hear a knock on the door.
I hear sounds around me as i head for the door.
That when i see her petals fall softly to the floor.
"Beauty and Perfection" We died from old age.
Now those who come see us will see frail skin
Our "Beauty and Perfection" Blows like dust
in the Wind.