Let Me Be There For You

Love which brings two people together,
Embracing them, their souls to journey in life together.

My soul is here to love you, comfort you,
Accept you, here, now and evermore.

Battered your soul seems at times,
An enigma which I desire to know, to cherish, to adore.

Truth seems muddled and lost at times,
Hidden behind old wounds and scars.
Exposing oneself again, risking rejection,
Evading more pain at all cost.

From you I want nothing more than to openly share with you
Joy, fear, pain, lust, anger.
Relinquish not my spirit and its offerings.

You must believe yourself worthy of my love and concern.
Until that time, it will be here for you, awaiting your acceptance.

For My Sweet

I have not seen your face, have not touched it with my hands,
But I know its expressions and feel its countenance through your words.

I have not walked with you in moments of silence, listened to the quiet rhythms of your breath,
But I know the path you wish to follow.

I have not tasted your lips, or inhaled your fragrance,
Yet I know that they are tender and sweet.

I have not felt your body beside mine, have not felt the quivers of delight in your presence,
But your mind has aroused me with anticipation.

I have not walked a mile with you yet in this world,
but my heart has told me that this is the path we need explore together.

I have not told you, live and in person, how my soul aches to touch your heart,
But it does and I long for you.

And I have not yet told you with my voice, though I have just begun to know you,
You have taken hold of my heart, warmly and tenderly.

Take this walk with me, love, and let me love you.

My Little Spiel

Hello. My name is Amy and this page is essentially a compilation of my thoughts, favorite places, poems, and anything else that may have over the years either inspired me or helped me through the rough "patches."

Life is a journey on which we can learn so much about ourselves and others...I would still be lost in darkness without the help and kindness of so many people who took the time to be there for me. Many of them were simply passersby in my life, but many more are still here now, and continue to be a source of love, hope, and inspiration for me. I hope I may, in some small way, be a source of encouragement and hope for someone else through this site. Sometimes we all need a reminder that we're not alone through either the joys or struggles of life.

A very special thanks to Terri, a friend who's tushy went numb helping me get started with this page. You are a source of encouragement, wisdom, inspiration, and the needed reality check from time to time. Hugs and thanks to you.

Take what you like, and leave the rest.

At Day's End

Is anyone happier because you passed his way?
Does anyone remember that you spoke to him today?
The day is almost over, and it's toiling time is through;
Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word of you?
Can you say tonight, in parting with the day that's slipping fast,
That you helped a single brother of the many that you passed?
Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said?
Does the man who's hopes were fading,
Now with courage look ahead?
Did you waste the day or lose it?
Was it well or sorely spent?
Did you leave a trail of kindness,
Or a scar of discontent?
As you close your eyes in slumber,
Do you think that God will say,
"You have earned one more tomorrow
By the work you did today.”

– Author Unknown

The Essence Of A New Day

This is the beginning of a new day. You have been given this day to use as you will. You can waste it or use it for good. What you do today is important because you are exchanging a day of your life for it. When tomorrow comes, this day will be gone forever; in its place is something that you have left behind...let it be something good.

– Author Unknown

Hold Me Again

Helplessly I cry
Out to you.
Listen to me, find my
Dreams with me.

Memorizing the feeling of being
Engulfed in your arms.

Alarmed to find them always out of my
Grasp.
Arms to hold me again,
Involving you in my struggle
Not to be forgotten.

The Artist

True to only himself.
Envisioning a world that is his alone.
Effected not by the reality of those around him.
Introspect is his asset.
Solitude, his truest friend.