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Twinkle little star
Twinkle little star, can I find where you are
A star that shines just for me
Help The Lord stay with me please
Can you see me in the night
I am so afraid to turn on the light
My mommy and daddy always yells
They hit each other and cry in pain.
I wish I could go on a star with my name
Sometime they scream at me
I run an hide,so they cannot see
I have been in the hospital
All black and blue
I will not tell, who hurt me too
Little star, comfort me
Do not let me grieve
Help me to live a nicer life
In this whole world I much have done something right
I love my mommy and daddy too
They do not love me back, I always knew
My crying has stopped, my heartache is gone
Twinkle little star, when I see you were shining bright
I know there is hope for me in this life
linda ann henry
do you remember me
the people's poet
The Adoption
It was almost 1 in the morning
When the baby was born in a Delaware Hospital
This was back in '49. It would chance how the child looked at life
The baby started to cry. "Why she is beautiful" everyone said
"To bad her mother was unwed", what are we going to do to get rid of her
The Doctor said to the mother "Do you want to see your daughter"
The mother was very young, she said "The father walked out on me
I do not want his name on the birth paper. I want to see my baby
I do not want to hold her. I believe the adopted mother is here to take her.
I am glad that it was a private adoption, the husband of the new mother
Did not come. He said he had business in New York City.
Personally I do not think he even wanted the child
The adopted mother comes in the room and the whole room lit up
The Doctor's and Nurse's knew in their hearts, that they were doing the right thing
The best was being done for the baby
The adopted mother wanted only two things
For the child to be brought up a Cathoic
The other was, the child much never find out she was adopted.
Two completely differenct woman with one purpose
To help a baby girl taken out of poverty
Another word for adoption I call love
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
The meadowlark
The meadowlark is so beauitful as it flies in the air
It is hugged by the sun as it shines on her wings
I have heard it's voice when it sings
It has been kissed by the flowers early dew
Everywhere she sit, she hears the words "I love you"
I wish I was a meadowlark, so happy and gay
I am afriad for me, things do not go that way
I have never been hugged for a very long time
I have not been kiss, even when the sun shines
If I could hear the words "I love you" I would be in bliss
That to has pasted me by, there is so much I have missed
If I could fly like the meadowlark, I would look for happiness to hold
I would never sit, and see the world, my world would grow cold
If I could have a gift, my gift would be, to turn into a meadowlark
Then my life would live, happily.
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
The music I hear
All my life I have loved classical music
I can see the great masters at work
Beauty coming into my room.
Today I hear the music of new masters
Like a little boy who when at school
Would look out his window and hear music he wrote
I would look out mine and see the busy people
The car and taxi of uptown Manhattan
I saw the poetry I would one day write
Myself and the boy had learning problems
But we knew who we were
Until I was throw a curb ball
I found out I was adopted
So instead of crying long
I made beautiful music with words
I believe never stop
I hope my spirit will never end
With the help of God
I found my way out of the tunnel
So did the boy His name is Jim Brickman.
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
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In the dark
I am in the dark, time has past
I let my first born go to someone I do not know
Will they take me from this dark room
I can hear my baby cry
Her sweet voice carries on the wind
Dear God, let her be free of my sin
I am unwed, people turn there face from me
Was it wrong, to love a man I thought loved me
I gave new life, what will my future be
Where is my baby tonight
I will see my child as she grows
I will always love her so
In the dark, with no one to care
Yet I have a part of me out there
I shall forever be in the dark
My child, you alone have part of my heart
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
I see my mother's eyes
I see my mother's eyes
When I close my own
I can see my mother's cry
She is afraid of the unknown
I can see my mother's love
It is a gift from up above
I can see my mother's fear
It is because I am not there
I see my mother's sorrow
I hope there with be happiness tomorrow
I see my mother's heart
Big enough for two
I see her from a distance
I reach out and cry
Mom, I cannot get to you
Yet I see you in my eyes
Why are you so far away
I want to love you today
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
I see the moon
At dust I walk in my garden
I see the moon
The Heaven's appear to be dancing
The air is so very clear
I sing a song to the beauty of the night
If only I could hold someone tight
The moon looks pink and the stair are as white as snow
I hope this somebody I am holding does not let me go
I hear an orchestra playing somewhere in the night
They seem so close. I start to dance to the music
I see a man in the light of the candles
I close my eyes, when they open
He is holding me close, for a dance for two
I see the moon smiling and the world is new
It was meant to happen in a garden for me and you.
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
I wish I had a child
I wish I had a child to brighten my day
I want a baby to love me too
Someone I can take care of
Who wants me always
I wish I had a child to hold each night
Someone I can kiss and carry to bed
I need a child to play with
My heart is calling a child's name
If I can keep one
My life would be whole
I would not be sad anymore
I would have arms to hold
I wish I had a child who is sweet and kind
Someone who would call me mommy
Their whole life long
A child who would be happy
No need to cry
Someone who would look up to me
And hear every word
My child would be send from God
Always have what they need
A child who calls me mommy
A bright wish I can see
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
MY PRECIOUS LOVE
MY PRECIOUS LOVE IS A GIFT YOU HAVE GIVEN TO ME
YOU KNOW WHO I AM AND ALL I WANT TO BE
I SEE YOU IN MY HEART, MY SOUL IS IN YOUR EYES
YOU ARE THE ONE I FEEL, I HEAR YOU WHEN YOU SIGH
MY PRECIOUS LOVE IS A GIFT FROM GOD ABOVE
PLEASE TAKE MY HAND, I, WITH YOU, CAN STAND
I SEE A GOLDEN LIGHT, YOU ARE WITH ME IN THE NIGHT
MAY I KISS YOUR LIPS, THEY ALONE, GIVE ME SUCH BLISS
MY PRECIOUS LOVE IS A GIFT OF HAPPINESS
DREAMS DO COME TRUE, WE ARE SO IN LOVE, US TOO
WHEN I SEE A FALLING STAR, MY HEART IS WHERE YOU ARE
YOU SEE ME AS I AM , IT DOES NOT MATTER, YOUR LOVE FOR ME WITHSTANDS
MY PRECIOUS LOVE IS A GIFT OF TWO SOULS UNITING
YOU LOVE AS A BLIND MAN, WHO HEARS HIS HEART
NEVER HAS HE FELT SUCH BEAUTY, HE WILL ALWAYS BE A PART
THE GLORY AND THE PURE, LOVE HAS BEEN THERE ON IT'S OWN
IN THE PRECIOUS LOVE, IT NEVER TAKES TO LONG
LINDA ANN HENRY
DO YOU REMEMBER ME
THE PEOPLE'S POET
WRITTEN FOR THE ONLY MAN I HAVE EVER LOVED, MAY HE BE THINKING OF ME TODAY
FOR NADIR BOUDJERIHA
I am Jesus bride
I had a dream, I am Jesus bride
There is nothing in this world, except to walk by his side
He has blessed me, I have seen The Holy Spirit
I am dressed all in white with a veil on my head
Flowers are sent down as I walk
When I look at Jsus I see a bright light
His eyes are full of the love he has for me
Heaven had many people, but not one did I see
The Lord took my hand in his
We said what much have been said
There is no other husband I could have wishes for that day
I kissed His Sacred Heart and I felt very faint
Jesus is God's son, I am a virgin fair
I am deep in his love for me
He gives me special care
Then I awoke from my dream
I went on my knees to pray
Dear Jesus, thank you for giving me a bit of heaven
I am not worthy of your love
If I am Jesus bride, He much have forgiven me my sin
When I do go to Heaven, let this dream come true
My Dear Jesus I worship you.
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
Alone
Mommy can you hear me
You are way up in heaven
When you went away I cried
I am alone in this big world
Since they told me I am adopted
No one wants me
You are the only one who loves me
I want to be held, but they say I am to big
I know I have a birth mom
She said she would like to see me
Mommy I am your baby
It was you who taught me to walk
You helped me to pottery train
Mommy how can I live my life
When the family I knew
Tells me I was a mistake
Did God not plain me
They tell me I have bad blood
Mommy you gave me good character
Is it beautiful in heaven
You have no pain there
Today was Martin Luther King's birthday
I feel in my heart and soul the prejudiced
Tell me why I am not excepted
Just because my birth mom was not married
Mommy it did not matter to you
What color hair I had
Or the blue of my eyes
Mommy why am I alone
I try to be good and honest
I love nature because nature is pure like I am
Mommy will you ask God to help me
You told me He will always be with me
Sometimes when family talk down to me
I wonder if God is listening
The angels took you away
On a beautiful cloud
I could hear them singing.
I promise I will not let the family bother me
As long as I have God, and can talk to my mommy
I will never be alone.
Thank you mommy
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
When you are not loved because those around you are prejudiced because you are not bright or you do not have a pretty
face. Just remember you are not alone. I stand by your side.
A
quiet night
It is a quiet night
As I try to sleep I think of you
You are in my heart where no one can see you
Your soul is as pure as the falling snow outside my window
I hold you in my arms and I feel so safe
The stars are shinnig this quite night
I see the moon, I feel your beauty in the flower, butterflies
The parks with the smell of the fragrant of God's creation
It is so peaceful in the quiet of this night
I can hold your dear hand and kiss your sweet lips
I pray to God to help you with whatever you do
I can find no wrong in you
You are so good and I am so proud
With God's wishes, I can say I love you now.
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remenber me
The people's poet
In order to love yourself, you must also love your friends.
To my little angel
I have a little angel
I carry along with me
She sits upon my shoulder
For all the world to see
I love this little angel
You can see her if you try
If you kiss her cheek
You can almost hear her cry
I have a name for my little angel
I call her mother dear
Whenever I PRAY
She is always near
Everyone has an angel
They should open their eyes to see
Within their hearts they are special
And will live in eternity
LINDA ANN HENRY
DO YOU REMEMBER ME
THE PEOPLE'S POET
A child's pray
I have a pray to ask you Dear Lord, for I am learning how to pray
I hear the angels harps, they sing to me at night
They know I am afraid, when there is no light
You, My Jesus give me love, which I am thankful for
I know in my heart you will never leave me, You will stay forevermore.
I feel there is a secret about me, one I do not know
If only people would really see me, not tell me to let go
I pray to You this day, because you liston to children just like me
You can see my gift which I have and You also can see the real me
My cousin's, aunt's and uncle's, do not want to help me through
All my learning problems I must give to you
My mother, does not answer my questions.
My father has nothing to say
Why do I feel unwanted, so very sad today
Sometimes the angels hold me
When I cry on their wings
They are so soft and beautiful
I can fly to the stars and back
I try to be happy once again even though I lack
My Dear God forgive me if I have sinned
I never meant to, I wonder how did it begin
I am a little child, saying my prayers for the very first time
I will talk to you tomorow, please help me in this life
To live with what I have been given
Because with Your help it will be all right
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
Written for those children lost in adoption
Will I see you in the morning
light
Will I see you in the morning light
Will I hold you ever again
I have always loved you
You are my father
I am your bigest fan
Will I see your tear drops
In the morning light
Will I ever see once more
Your brown eyes, so bright
Will I see you forever and a day
You have always been with me
All of my days
The first time you held me
I gave you my heart to keep
Whenever I needed someone
You were there so I could get some sleep
Will I see you in the morning light
Or will the angels take you
You have taught me all I know
If it is your time, I will let you go
God will never forsake you
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
Written for my father, who is in the hospital, very ill. You never know if you will see the morning light or if God calls
you to heaven.
God is always here for me
Sometime in my life I thought God was not here for me
I would wonder where he was
Sometimes my family will not listen to my pain
Is God also in sorrow and will he make things better tomorow
I live a life and I wonder why can no one see me
I know God is always here for me
Sometime I look at the stars and I wish I could fly to one
I look at the moon and wonder why I am unhappy
Do I make my own unhappiness
Why does not God send angels to comfort me
Yet I know God is always here for me
When I see the sun set I wonder will tomomrow be the same as today
Is there another way. Can I bring out the sun, and not see my tears
On birthdays and Holidays, why does no one call, do they think of me at all.
I know God is here for me. He is all anyone needs.
When I am sick, does God hold my hand
He is the only one who loves me or understands
God is always here for me
When I cry at night as I offen do
I know God will pull me through
I can see, I can hear, i wish I could walk
People I love turn away
Yet God is always here for me each day
God why do you sometimes say no
You gave me life but did you know
I always had to be strong. even though I did not belong
Protect the one's who are just like me
Guild me and help them to see
God is always here for you and me
Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people's poet
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