Friday, November 18, 2011

I'm Down on my Knees

Still standing tall
About to fall
A gentle breeze
Now I’m down on my knees
Maybe I’m just where I need to be

Father in Heaven I hope you can hear me
As I try and hide my falling tears
Trying to face so many fears
I’m drowning in this sorrow
I can’t even see tomorrow

I’m trying to hold on just waiting for an answer
For I am so confused
Everyday just brings more and more bad news
And it is hard to go on anymore

I’m down on my knees
I’m begging you please
Take this heartache and pain away from me
I just want to be free

I’m shaking deep down inside
I’ve lost myself; I’ve lost the person I used to be
I’m hurting, I’ve lost my pride
It’s cold and dark I want to hide
I just can’t do this anymore

I’m beaten down
I’m on the ground
I can’t get back up and be tall again
Where do I even begin
Father in Heaven I hope you can hear me

I’ve never felt like this before I was always in control
But now things are getting hard and I am getting old
Can’t stop no turning back but what more can I do
I’m down on my knees
Father in Heaven I hope you can hear me.


Donna’s Magic Pen
October 27, 2011

Wednesday, November 09, 2011

The Season of Fall

Could it be that the season called fall
Could this season be the best of all
Leaves changing colors red, yellow, and brown, from green
No prettier sight can be seen

A brisk fresh cold breeze is in the air
School has started there are children everywhere
Football games, warm coats, jeans, and boots
Halloween owls that give a hoot

Warm fires on cold nights
Scarecrows and bats what a fright
Then along comes Thanksgiving there is a bounty a plenty
Harvest blessings shared, friends and family there are many

Now you tell me about this most colorful season called fall
Could this season be the best season of all


Donna’s Magic Pen
November 9, 2011

Friday, November 04, 2011

When I Die

Just take my ashes and throw them away because when I’m dead I’m gone.
I won’t be coming back this way anymore.
Throw them in an empty field and maybe some beautiful wildflowers will grow,
And if you do not see any pretty flowers we all need a few weeds or so.

You can appreciate the beauty someday when you see a field full of color.
Then you can remember how we used to love one another.

You may want to cry after I’m gone, but do not, for I have already cried buckets and buckets for you already.

I have felt your disappointments, your failures, your sadness, your lost loves, your resentment, your fears, your loss, and all of your trials and errors.

I have kissed your hurt, tasted the salt of your tears already when I held you in my arms trying to make things better, even when there were times when I could not.

Just like now, I can’t make this better, for if I could I would.

I only know how to write words, and at times I think maybe I’m not so great at doing that either. I try, for however good or bad that they may be, I continue to put them down on paper whether someone will read them or not.

I have a feeling that I’m not going to be around much longer. I want you to know that life goes on and nothing will ever be the way that it was before because everything changes and nothing stays the same.

We can’t live forever. We all will die someday. This is just a fact of life. No matter how we might like to change it, we can’t. What has to be will surely be.

I don’t want you to remember anything not pleasant or bad, but just remember all the good things even if you can only think of a few.

I don’t really know what to say except I’m sorry for everything I didn’t do right and I’m sure there are too many to write down, but you know what they are.

No matter how much I disappointed you, I can say I always loved you. I know there are times you didn‘t understand that, but it is the truth.

Whatever words came out of my mouth are things I can’t take back. How I wish I could. The only ones I wouldn’t take back are the words, I love you, you are important to me, and you are the best.

I wish I could always be here with you, but no matter what, you will get through this.

I know this will be easier for some, but for you I don’t know. I just know that somehow you will get through this difficult time.

So no guilt, no tears, and don’t be sad forever. There are more important things in life than to spend it grieving.

Be happy, love a lot, be a good person, and when all else fails, keep your faith because sometimes that is all that is left.

If you have to remember something, then remember this, I love you, for now, for always, and forever. This is something that will never change.

Love is the greatest gift of all.

I may not have had a lot of things in my life like others have, but that doesn’t matter. I am far richer than many because I had you in my life.

You were my greatest gift of all.

Thank you for your love.

November 4, 2011
Donna’s Magic Pen

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Thoughts

Impress
Be careful what you say to impress. Those little false lies that spew from your mouth will come back to haunt you. What’s wrong with just telling the truth or just shut up already, because no one cares about your lies.

Two Faced People
Two faced people act one way in front of you, then put on their other face and go and talk about you behind your back. If you can’t tell the truth to my face, then you need to get a life, quit spreading gossip, and stop turning your head around and around before it falls off and you embarrass yourself.

Inflated Ego
The only way some people can feel good about themselves is to inflate their own ego. What happens when the air runs out? Who will you impress then?

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Spiderwebs

Did you ever notice that when you walk into a spiderweb you suddenly become a ninja? I hate those darn spiderwebs. They get all in your face and you don't know where that darn spider is lurking. That creepy critter may just be in your hair by now. They just need to build them somewhere else,than outside the door right where you walk. What's the matter with them anyway? I guess they have never heard of "My Space"!

Monday, October 17, 2011

My Little Wild Thing

Salena is a little wild thing
Lovin her fashion and her colorful bling
She loves to dance and really rocks on
Doing her thing to her favorite song

Wild thing you know I love you

My little wild thing you are a special kind of groovy
She loves watching old time movies
Someday she wants to own a pet shop
She will design clothes for the pets when will it ever stop

If she could own a mansion she would sure fill it up
With all kinds of animals and cute little pups
Staying up late watching her favorite tv show
She even thinks that I do not know

She is the wild thing

She is unique and nothing can ever take her place
And did I tell you she has the cutest little face
She loves to go shopping she likes to buy new clothes
She loves fancy dresses with sequences and bows

Salena gives the best of hugs when she is in the mood
When she is talking don’t you go being rude
You better watch out she is full of silly tricks
I bet you didn’t know she has her own real chicks

She would give you her clothes if she thought you needed some
She loves chocolate more than anything and likes blowing bubbles with her gum
She will put you in a tailspin for she never slows down
She is hard to keep up with whenever she is around

But she is my little wild thing and she can make my heart sing
She drives me crazy but I wouldn’t trade her for anything

She’s my little wild thing.

Donna Spencer Donna’s Magic Pen August 18, 2011

Thursday, October 06, 2011

What Do You Want From Me

Your words have no meaning they do not apply
Why are you so hateful, why do you make me cry
I won’t let you control me, not any more
There is nothing left to say, I am tired of this war

You say, and then I say, things that will never be
Why can’t you see that your words are hurting me
Why do you think that you are always right
Please don’t start things; I’m not looking for a fight

So what do you want from me, for I have nothing left to give
You have your life, and I have mine to live

Quit making up excuses I’m tired of listening to you lie
I can’t be with you, for you only make me cry
We can’t go on like this anymore
I just don’t love you, the way I did before

Many sleepless nights they pass on by
This relationship is over, and you have the nerve to ask me why
Why can’t you see all the love has gone away
After all we have been through, why do you want me to stay

So what do you want from me for I have nothing left to give
You have your life, and I have mine to live

I can’t let you hurt me anymore
No looking back as I walk out the door
You said you loved me, so why did you break my heart
There is nothing left for us; I’m going to make a brand new start

I close the door and start to walk away
You open it back up and you ask me to stay
I look at you and see a tear fall from your eye
Why do you ask me if we can still try

So what do you want from me for I have nothing left to give
You have your life and I have mine to live


I know this, would soon be like before
Nothing would change, for you would only be hurting me more
All that is left is to just walk away
And to say I’m sorry I just cannot stay

So what do you want from me, for I have nothing left to give
You have your life and I have mine to live.

Donna Spencer
Donna’s Magic Pen
October 6, 2011




Wednesday, October 05, 2011

A Message Left Behind on a Field of Green
As I looked down from the Heavenly sky
I saw a bonfire whose bright flames flared high
As the light reflected from the fire’s glow
I suddenly realized it was my family and friends, that I loved so

I can never tell you what it meant to me that night
When the stars shined and the cold winds blew, but somehow it felt right
To each of you standing in a simple field of green
It was so surreal like I was there, if you know what I mean

Maybe I was, but you did not know
As you told stories about me from so long ago
Even though I wasn’t standing there even though I did part
I still felt your love for me that you had in your heart

And later should you pass by this green field again
I hope you always remember the good times when
The jokes we told, the good times, the laughter
Are now left behind in that green field, forever after

Therefore, I guess this should be a final goodbye
As you depart tonight, leave behind the tears that you cry
Thank you for honoring me tonight
When the cold winds blew and a fire shined bright

Yes, we say goodbye and we will always remember when
The loved shared, the good times, between family and friends.
As I look down from the Heavenly sky
The fire has gone and the flames have died
The light reflecting upon you no longer will glow
Tonight in a field of green, it is time for a final goodbye as I go

Donna Spencer
Donna’s Magic Pen©
November 15, 2008
Dedicated to Jody Hudson

Tuesday, October 04, 2011

One Drop of Warer

One Drop of Water

A cold drop of water fell from the sky from a black rain cloud. In slow motion it splashed on a rock as many more followed. The drops of water turned into a rain storm and flowed down the rocks into the running stream. The swift current of the stream spilled into a river, then ran the course until it ended at the waterfall. The water crashed down the sides of the tall walls of rock spilling into another large body of water. To think it all started from one drop of water from a black rain cloud.
One drop of water that changed into one salty tear fell from my eye. In slow motion it slid down my cheek as many more followed. The tears turned into streams as many more slid down my face and I cried out in pain. The tears seemed never ending like the waterfall. I tried to wipe them away but still they fell filling me with a sadness that only grew. Would this unhappy feeling that was like a large body of water consume me and never end?
Storms cease and once again the sun shines down upon the land. I’m waiting for my storm to pass and long again for the warmth of the sun to dry the tears and warm my cold heart. I sit here alone where no one can see the tears that trickle down from my eyes until they flow like a river into a cascading waterfall spilling down into a larger pool of water.
One drop of water and one tear, all started with a dark storm cloud.

Donna Spencer
Donna’s Magic Pen
September 23, 2011

Monday, October 03, 2011

The Writer and the Artist

The Writer and the Artist

                I looked across the field of green and my eyes focused on an abstract figure. I quietly walked onward only then to discover a young man with a paintbrush in his hand. Not wanting to disturb him, I stood there watching as he transformed the breath-taking surroundings onto his canvas. Each stroke of his brush brought his painting to life.
            What brought this distinctive artist out here in the middle of this remote place where the warm breeze did blow as the flowers swayed as if they were dancing? Life here was unaffected as nature intended. What exquisite colors and the purity of the backdrop untouched by humans.
            Most would never gaze upon this quiet scene. Somehow, the artist and I may be the only ones to look upon this vivid landscape.  I never spoke to him because it would have ruined the moment, as each of us was lost in this interval of time where all things stood still in this tranquil paradise.
            He painted as his eyes saw what no one would in this far away secluded place. But yet a thousand eyes may see it still upon a canvas as this gifted visual artist brings something magical into this graphic painting.
            We are two worlds apart but yet we are one, his brush and my pen brought together by the awe-inspiring panorama that lies before us.
            Quietly I would soon disappear with pen in hand, as I go to write down these heartfelt words that I feel comes from somewhere deep within the soul. Maybe my eyes saw a glimpse of Heaven in this eternal place.
            I took one last look at him as he solemnly stood in the balmy breeze and studied the picture.  Silently I left him as he held a velvet brush in his hand and once again, he slowly stroked the canvas like a gentle lover caresses his bride. These intriguing images intoxicate his senses and in his eyes are the dreams others will never know.  Yes, he creates this image with different colors that many others will never see, and I write the imaginative words that few will ever read.
Donna Spencer
Donna’s Magic Pen©

Football VS Friendships

Football Games VS Friendships
The Vikings and the Ravens two undeafed teams playing with heart and soul. Great friendships on opposite teams but only one team would win. The Vikings won 26 to 23. Congratulations Vikings. To the Ravens, great game played and we are still so proud of you. Game over, and two teams meet in the middle of the footbll field. Friends embrace each other, then they prayed t...ogether. It was just a football game with only one winner, but the special friendships they shared could not be broken.
Football games are played and then they are over. A friendships is a special bond with someone that can last forever.
So think about it. Winning makes you feel good, but then it is finished. Another game will be played on another day. Sometimes harsh words can be thrown around that may come back to haunt you. Is it worth it to taint the special friendship you built with someone you cared about? There will be many games played during the next few years and one team will win, and one will lose. Those teams can win or lose but only you can protect the friendships that you made. So which one will you choose to be, A winner or a loser?

Friday, September 30, 2011

Memories of You

Memories of You

A tear runs down upon my face
All these memories I can’t erase
Thoughts of you and yesterday
I wish these memories would fade away

My tears fall like the rain
That splatters upon a window pane
Memories both good and bad
Some are happy and some are sad

Remembering the softness of your lips on mine
So long ago another time
Holding hands watching the setting sun
A flood of feelings come undone

Thoughts surface and some make me cry
There are no answers no reasons why
You slipped away and everything changed
No right or wrong no one to blame

How is it that memories of my past
Let me see your face then they disappear so fast
So sad when we said goodbye
Moments like this they make me cry

And a tear runs down my face
Memories I can’t erase
Thoughts of you and yesterday
I wish all of them would just fade away

As I sit here silence is the only sound
As the tears like a waterfall they run down
Then my tears splash down upon this page
The memories of you start to fade

September 20, 2011
Donna Spencer
Donna’s Magic Pen

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Marry Me Girl

Marry Me Girl

I heard the words from you, a long time ago
I wasn’t expecting them, how was I to know
You called me, and on that crazy day
I wasn’t anticipating what you had to say

Then you said…


Marry me girl, came the words from half a world away
I’ll put a ring on your finger when I come home to stay
Just say yes, is all you have to do
Marry me girl, because I’m so in love with you

The words went straight to my heart, they were so very dear
Just knowing when you said them that you were so sincere
My beating heart told me, to say yes right away to you
But as easy as it should have been, it was something that I could not do

When you were away those friendship letters that I wrote to you
Those letters light of heart, sharing all the back-home news
Never realizing, you were falling in love with me
How I wish I would have known, but I was too blind to see

Then I heard you say…

Marry me girl, came the words from half a world away
I’ll put a ring on your finger when I come home to stay
Just say yes, is all you have to do
Marry me girl, because I’m so in love with you

How could I begin to tell you, that this could never be
For I belonged to another and would be marrying him you see
My heart felt like it was being, torn right into
For so long ago I had been, so in love with you

A voice inside told me, I must do the right thing
Looking down with such sad eyes, at my engagement ring
My bleeding heart cracked, and broke right into
When I said the hardest words, I cannot marry you


Then I heard you say…

Marry me girl, came the words from half a world away
I’ll put a ring on your finger when I come home to stay
Just say yes, is all you have to do
Marry me girl, because I’m so in love with you.

Then silence on the phone I didn’t know what else to say
Why hadn’t I known what you would ask me some day
I would have waited, a lifetime for you
But here I am now, my heart breaking into

As hard as it was, I worried more what people would say
I didn’t listen to my heart, how I wish I could go back to yesterday
Years later I still ended up, having my heart broken into
But the hurt was caused by him; it could have never been by you

And I still hear you say…

Marry me girl, came the words from half a world away
I’ll put a ring on your finger when I come home to stay
Just say yes, is all you have to do
Marry me girl, because I’m so in love with you

I told you that you would, fall in love again one day
She would love you forever, but, that’s not what I really wanted to say
For no one could ever love you, with the love I had for you in my heart
So I just let you go, then I fell apart

Letting you go was the hardest thing I ever had to do
For even today I still hear the haunting words said by you
Those beautiful words I still cherish, even today
Enclosed inside my heart, and safely locked away

And I will always remember….

Marry me girl, came the words from half a world away
I’ll put a ring on your finger when I come home to stay
Just say yes, is all you have to do
Marry me girl, because I’m so in love with you

September 20, 2011
Donna Spencer
Donna’s Magic Pen