Poetry Corner:

By Crystal Canole

If I should die
before I wake
will I have lived
the life I wished to live?

Poetry Corner: Choices

By Crystal Canole

Choices
Do we have a choice?
Is life planned out?
If God wants us to be perfect
than our life's must not be planned.

If are lives are planned
how can we explain murderers?
Why would God plan this?
In my opinion he wouldn't.

Our lives are blank.
The story is unwritten.
What is your story?
Do you grab life by the horns?

Poetry Corner: To be a Poet

By Crystal Canole

To be a poet
is to share bare emotions.
Opening ones self
to the nakedness of the soul.

When discovering raw emotion
the beauty shows through words.
Not everyone can bare emotion
thankfully this ability is in me.

To share my feelings out loud
allows me to understand my thoughts. 
To know what is truth
is better than wishing.

Truth shows rational ideas
wishing leads to disappointment.
In writing I find truth
of what I am truly feeling.

Poetry Corner: Love Of My Life

By Crystal Canole

The love of my life
Scares me to death.
To give my all
May leave me with nothing.

I am the strong one
When he is weak.
Will he be there for me
Or will He not be?

To live life without him
Is to not live with love.
The love of my life is not perfect
But he's everything I want.

Poetry Corner : My Darling Daughter

by Cheriene Canole

A beautiful blue - eyed baby is born
We lock Eyes, love at first sight
A special bond between the two
Nothing can break, strong for a lifetime.

A child blossoms out of the baby
Full of wonder, love, and excitement
Together they explore the world
The bond grows stronger with each day

From the child a Teenager appears
A time for self discovery and explorations
Morales, Values, Confidence tested, but hold true
The bond remains unbreakable through it all

A young woman confident and beautiful
Amazes with compassion, intelligence, and love
An angel in disguise who touches lives
The bond is blessed and even stronger

A special bond to last a lifetime
Between a mother and her daughter
No other bond is quite the same
Cherished and held close to the heart forever

Dedicated to my daughter

Poetry Corner : Hurt From a Drunk

by Crystal Canole 2008

How sad it is
that the man that use to play
has become a baby again.
Sipping his bottle
only that bottle is not giving life but taking it.
Keep sipping
to me your written off.
You choose that bottle and see how
happy it makes you.
You don't give two shits about anyone else
just pass the bottle and all's better.
One day you will wake up
and see that the bottle let the demons in
and caused them to fester.
Wake Up, Everyone's Gone, Look How Great Life Is

Poetry Corner: The Unseen World

by Crystal Canole 2008

I realized today
that I do not appreciate life.
To live is to take everything in
instead of just being a walking zombie.

I have worked here for three years
but never realized the beauty.
Standing on the railing
I noticed a world I was oblivious too.

To often I run to make a dollar
never stopping to appreciate life.
That mighty dollar gets a hold of you
and never wants to let go.

From here on out I make a pledge
to hold my self responsible
for breathing life
instead of walking blindly.