Lost in You

Lost in your eyes,

embracing your smile

Hanging on every moment

Scared it will slip away--

Now that it has

And you are gone

I am forced to live my life

and move on.

I will never forget

the times we shared

or the moments we had

For you are special

to me

and the love

of my life

Independence

She was standing beside her bed with her hands on her hips, looking at the bed she had made that morning. The house had been spotless, and now--it had been destroyed. Well--if he thought he'd scare her like that while they had a son...he would never see his son again. He can pick on me now, but he will NEVER find his son. Never. He was finally safe with friends. Friends who could be counted on and trusted. So when the smell of the freshly lit cigar arose, she was ready. She took lighter fluid and poured it through the house. As she took up the match she said, "Sorry baby, but this is your only way out." A tear streamed down her cheek as she watched everything she had acquired her catch with the bright hot flames...they engulfed everything that belonged to her, even the man with the cigar...he wasn't able to escape. She prayed once more that it would be over, and her son would understand some day and still love her. She had to do this, it was the only way for him ever to have a decent life without the bruises and without broken bones.

Her son was summoned by the kids in the neighborhood. Everyone told him that his house was on fire. He didn't believe it and couldn't believe it. Tears fell over his partially bruised eye. A fireman walking by him paused to look around. The boy tugged on his sleeve. "Sir, what it happening here?" He knew this was their boy. He was mighty polite, but there was news to be told.

"Your mama and your daddy were in the house together son, and I don't think we'll find them...alive."

His eyes swelled with new tears. "What's going to happen to me then sir?"

The fireman took one quick look around and spotted the exact image of Tayla. "Be right back son." The fireman said and moved over to Tayla's look alike.

"Beg your pardon missus, but are you related to Tayla?"

"I am her twin sister, Kayla."

"well I got a little boy over here who sure needs some kind words and a good night's sleep. He'd be your nephew."

"Yes, I would expect so...lemme look at you son."

He looked just like HIM. Not all that bad, he had his mother's eyes and her frailty.

When You Look - by Amber Farrow

When you look in my eyes what do you see?
When you look deep into my soul, what do you feel?

I see dreams and nightmares.
I see hope and high expectations.
I feel love, anger, and peace.

When you look at me do you really see me?
Can you look past my flaws to see the good in me?

Without love an compassion where would we be?
Without love there is no future.

Written by: Amber Farrow

Acceptance

Hurt by rejection,
Lost in fear -
Looking into your
Eyes
Makes everything clear.

I can see
The love there,
And I can also see,
The Devotion.

But most of all,
I see your open arms -
Open wide for me,
And accepting of who I am,
And who I'm meant to be.

Love of my Life

Lost in your eyes
embracing your smile,
hanging on to every moment
scared it will slip away.

Now that it has
and you are gone
I am forced to live my life
and move on.

I will never forget
the good times we shared
or the special moments we had.

For you are special to me,
and the
Love of my Life.