They call me Alaurilee

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I've been writing poetry from the age of 12. It has, and always will be my outlet, my voice. Join me on my journey . . . I can write about almost anything. :) ~ Life doesn't come with a shiny new book; no users manual of answers to find with one look. Life comes with doors that open and shut; and paths laid before us to be followed or passed up. There's things we can learn and things we may teach; hearts that may find us and souls we may reach. Guaranteed on this journey are teacups of tears; and pains that might hurt us may age us by years. But the beauty of life, love, laughter and giving; come from serving hugs on a platter each and every day we're living. ~

Tuesday, February 9, 2010


Inside the heart of a woman,
lies a lonesome child.
This roller coaster life of hers
has been overwhelming and wild.

She lost her dear sweet daddy
when she was still quite small.
Struggled through her youth . . .
playing emotional dodge ball.

Never feeling quite good enough,
to her mom or life in general;
as a girl of thirteen and oh so blue
she almost gave up on it all.

Yet god had a plan for her,
her time wasn't up just yet.
She had a life to live
and places she would get.

She stumbled along through her days;
a bright, intelligent, beautiful girl,
with a heart open and eager for love,
she gave motherhood a whirl.

She lived through them,
her beautiful, bright, little boys.
She taught them to use their words
and engaged them with intelligent toys.

She settled into peacefulness,
then one frightful day . . .
her little boy, just barely two,
was suddenly taken away.

He became a flower in heaven;
she slowly wilted on earth.
There was no comparison to this pain,
not even the trauma of birth.

She stumbled on through daily life,
plagued by loss and physical pain.
Not only tortured by matters of heart . . .
her poor body would hurt with the fall of the rain.

She sometimes wondered how much more
pain in this life can my heart take?
Yet she put on a smile and survived
each morning when she'd awake.

Then one day she met a man
who touched her heart like never before.
She truly finally felt so loved,
this man made her feel so much more.

Unfortunately this man was plagued
by some of the same trouble she knew;
a troubled youth and emotional pain
their understanding of each other grew.

Hurdles and speed bumps appeared in their path
it seemed, each and every day.
Together they thought they'd beat it;
they were determined, some how, some way.

One fateful morning she awoke,
knowing something felt amiss.
The man she loved had quietly passed
into a world much better than this.

Devastation rocked her world
her loss was just too great.
She felt so alone and empty inside.
How much was she meant to take?

Another love in life was lost
while she survived in pain.
Another chance at happiness . . .
he was lost - what did she gain?

She tried to hold onto the memories
of this love so short and true.
Happy for even those precious moments;
their love had been worth this pain she knew.

She wiped her tears quickly away
picked up her feet and took another step.
This life may have tripped her up a bit
but she wasn't beaten yet.

Inspired by a life prompt:
"The story of a girl named Danielle. My honorary daughter-in-law and surviving fiance of Erick Smith who passed on 1/13/2010 at the age of 25. Hubs and I took her in for a week and I got to know a beautiful, intelligent, struggling soul. This is her story. She is a survivor. This was written to remind her of all the hurdles she has overcome...and the strength she has to go on. "
From: @grnladybug (aka Alaurilee! ME!)

1 comment:

  1. Copied from a text from Danielle....

    OMG!!! You know me so well better than anyone other than erick. I feel so honored! I cant wait to be closer to u. I have never met anyone like u. You actually listened learned my cues and became truly special to me. I love u and thank you!

    ~ Danielle


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