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?

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"!

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

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

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

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

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?