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PROUD AMERICAN's blog: "Go ahead make my day"

created on 01/06/2008  |  http://fubar.com/go-ahead-make-my-day/b175601  |  34 followers

                                                                    On This Special Day

 

 

      On This Special Day

     we remember those

     that have gone away.

 

      Here in spirit

     and here in our heart

     in our lives

     they'll always be a part.

 

      They watch over us

     from Heaven above,

     we feel their presence

     we feel their love.

 

      Their spirit watches over us,

     like they've always done,

     as we start a new beginning

     and two hearts become one.

 

        As day becomes night

      and night becomes day

      together we remember

      those that will forever be with us

      on this special day.

 


                                                               Stories My Father Told Me

 

 

        Put on my favorite jeans,

      got in my pick-up truck,

      put on my cowboy hat

      it always brought me luck.

 

       Travelin' down the road,

     when a song came on the radio

     reminding me of something

     my father said oh so long ago.

 

       Don't ever take for granted,

      the things God has given you,

       Don't ever give up on your dreams

     like so many do.

 

       Just when you think something happens

     for no reason or rhyme,

     alway's remember God answers prayers

     one prayer at a time.

 

      Ridin' back home in my pick up truck

     my good ole' 4x4 Ford,

      tellin' my son all the stories

      my father told me before.

                                                                        Believer

 

 

        He never believed in anything

      like miracles and such,

      for him it seemed like the whole

      world suddenly lost all touch.

 

        He saw a world in chaos

       He saw a world at war,

       He used to believe in peace on Earth

       but now that doesn't exist anymore.

 

         One day he went for a walk

        just to clear his head,

       then he saw someone having trouble

       with their car, instead of ignoring them,

        he helped them out instead.

 

         When he opened the hood 

        it was worse than he thought

        after looking at the transmission

        he could tell it was completely shot.

 

          So piece by piece

         he took that engine apart

         put it back together,

         then that engine once again

         would start.

 

          He tried to pay his rescuer,

         who helped him 

         when he was down and out,

         but his rescuer refused the money

         and said, " That's not what helping 

         your fellow man is all about.

 

          He put the money back in his wallet,

         astonished in what the man had to say,

         now he beleives in miracles 

         because of what happened 

         one amazing day.

 

 

                                                                   The Devil's Mission

 

 

         Welcome to your nightmare,

        where your worst fears come true,

        the devil has a list of his most wanted

        and at the top is you.

 

          Are you in danger?

         is he getting inside your head?,

         the devil's got your soul

         He's just waitin' til you're dead.

 

          Are you in danger?

            do you have anything to fear?,

            no since in running now

            'cause he's already here.

 

           Will you go quietly?

             Will you put up a fight?

             the devil's getting closer

             and he's got you in his site.

 

          Will you be captured ?,

            will you escape?

             it's hard to tell,

            you're just one more lost soul

            locked behind the gates of hell.

        

                                                                   I Deserve Better

 

 

     You said, " My Heart Bleeds For You"

   but that was just a lie,

   because you tore my Heart to pieces

   and left it out to dry.

 

      How did things end up this way?,

     that's something I'd like to know,

     when I gave you all my love

     why didn't you let yours show?

 

       My Heart isn't something to play with,

      My Heart is not a toy,

      How could the sound of my breaking heart

      bring you so much joy?

 

       How could you play with my heart?,

      How could you ever hurt me?,

      if you didn't mean it 

      when you said you loved me,

      why didn't you just let me be?

 

       I've decided to walk away from it all,

      'cause I've come to one conclusion

      why should I give you all my love

      when your love for me 

      was just an illusion.

                                                                    A  Dusty  Heart

 

 

       Woke up one mornin'

     all by myself

     Picked up an old picture

     from a dusty shelf.

 

       Who were those people

      looking back at me?,

      what could have been

      was just not meant to be.

 

        Whatever happened

       came from out of the blue,

       now I'm standing here

       but it's without you.

 

        My heart is breaking

       my life is a mess

       can we work things out?

       it's anyones guess.

 

        What should have been

       just wasn't to be,

       but I'll be thinking of you

       will you be thinking of me ?

 

        Who's at fault?,

          Who's to blame?,

          doesn't really matter

          'cause in the end 

           it's all the same.

 

        Dusted off that picture,

       Dusted off that shelf,

       just another lonely night 

       all by myself.

 

        

                                                                   The Voice Of An Angel

 

 

           When she was born,

              they didn't give her a chance

              born pre-mature with legs

              so frail, she'd never learn 

              how to dance.

 

           But she was a fighter,

             she wouldn't give in

             while dreams of her dancing

             would come to an end

             another would begin.

 

           Then one night 

             she started to hum

             little did they know

             there was more to come.

 

           Ten years later 

             she went to a talent show 

             just to try out,

             her parents knew she would win

             this they had no doubt.

 

           Confined to a wheelchair

              she came out on stage

              opened up her songbook

              and turned the page.

 

           Like an Angel

             she looked so proud

             and when she started singing

             there wasn't a dry eye among the crowd.

 

           She got a standing ovation,

             and as the audience wiped

             back their tears, 

             that beautiful Angel 

             just suddenly disappeared.

 

          Where did she come from?

             everyone wanted to know,

             how did she get here?,

             and where did she go?

 

          A beautiful Angel

             never given a chance

             and now because of her beautiful voice

             anybody can dance.

                                                               Ten Years In The Making

 

 

       On a cool September morning

         when the Twin Towers would fall

         while many Americans were in mourning

         some answered the call.

 

       That was ten years ago,

        now our men and women

        are finally coming back

        from that sandbox in the Middle East

        that they call Iraq.

 

       The battle was tough,

        the battle was long,

        but they are the best of the best

        and they have righted a wrong.

 

      They come home with heavy hearts

        with thoughts of their brothers  and sisters

        that they lost, they were fathers , sons, brothers,

        mothers, sisters, daughters and wives

        knowing that with their lives they may have to pay

        'cause in a war that is the ultimate cost.

 

       They missed holidays, and barbecues,

         anniversaries and birthdays,

         we owe them all so much

         and in so many differant ways.

 

       If you want to honor our soldiers

         for everything that they do

         when you see them ,

         give them a handshake or a hug

         and simply tell them " Thank-You!"

                                                                      Coming Home

 

 

       Sometime ago I went away

      because of what happend

      one cool September day.

 

       I went away 

      to a strange land

      when I get home

      I'll explain why

      and I hope you'll understand

 

      I was one of many

     that held their head up high

     while in a crowd,

     I was a soldier that served their country

     and for that I am proud.

 

      I can't wait to come home

     to our great land

     I've accomplished my mission

     and can't wait to leave 

     this hot desert sand.

 

      When I get back

     I'll tell you about the people I met

     and all the places that I'd roam

     I'll have a lifetime to share it with you

     because your (Mommy/Daddy)

     is coming home.

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