Regrets, I suppose everyone has their share of
them at some point in their life.
Myself, I have several now and
I pray for the Guidance on how to get through them.

It seems like it was only yesterday we
stood at your bedside watching you die,
slipping away from us, minute by minute.
I regret that night before I did not
give you that one last embrace and
tell you how much you are loved.

I regret we did not stay with you that
night you layed there dying and we didn't know it.
I regret ignoring all of your pains
and not getting you the Real help you needed.

I regret that I couldn't MAKE you
give up your new love "the bottle".
I have so much guilt inside me that keeps
asking "Did I really try hard enough?"
I regret you chose it over us,
your family and you let it take your life.

I reget that God could see how tired
you were getting, but I couldn't.
I regret that I am angry at God
for not giving you the will to give
up the drinking problem and giving you back to us!

I regret that our last few years
could not of been happier ones.
I do not regret the times we had,
the 17 years we spent together.
I do not regret the two lovely daughters
we have and the memories of them
growing into beautiful young ladies.
I just regret you are gone now
and there's no more hope of us picking up the
pieces of our shattered lives.

Now I pray for Guidance on picking
up the pieces of what is left
of my life and going on without you.
I regret there will be NO more tomorrows
for us to share our daughters laughters
and tears of their growing up years.

Everytime I look into their faces I can
see you and I know you are with them
as much now as you were here on earth.
I still find myself wanting to call
you on the phone to share with
you one of their achievments,
then it hits me, you are no longer
here and you are really gone.

Everytime I look at your picture I can
hear your voice, I can hear your laughter,
and if I look hard enough I can
even see your tears. I am sorry
I didn't listen better or try harder
to make you understand what you were doing.
On that night you died,
you didn't die alone. For when your soul
left this earthly world you also took
a piece of ours with you.

Thank you for coming to me in my sleep
and holding my hand, even though no words
were spoken. I know now that you
are in peace and there's
no more pain for you. I am greatful
God allowed you to stay with us
to see our daughter graduate from High School.

I am so very happy you were able to be with us to see her also
graduate from Boot Camp and become a proud USMC.
I know how proud you were of her, as I am now.
But she will always be "DADDY'S GIRL".

May the flights of angels
sing thee to thy rest.
Ron Davis we will always love you.

This Poem was written by my daughter

Wish You Were Here
Author Veronica Davis (C)

I thank God He let you stay long enough to see
My high school graduation,
first in the family.
And that you were still around when I signed the dotted line
At boot camp graduation,
I saw the happiness in your eyes.
But the fact still remains you were taken too soon
Such a short life, too much we had yet to do.
I know for so long you yearned for a new
fishing boat and a truck.
And I wanted so much to give it to you,
but guess there's no such luck.

I remember being that little girl,
we lived out in the country.
We'd jump in that that little rickety boat,
you and me, goin' fishing.

And I remember the house on Springfield
when I was only yay high,
You'd call me back to the taxidermy room and
try to hand me fish eyes.
A little higher, growing each day,
you bought me a rifle Christmas day.
But I wouldn't kill a thing while hunting,
and it drove you insane.
I cherish those memories, the others, and more.
And it's the present and the future
I wish you were here for.

I MISS YOU

I miss you very much.
I long to feel you tender touch,
I long to gaze into your eyes,
I long to feel your lips touching mine.
I am waiting to hear you whisper"I love you."
Knowing that it is only true.
I miss your warm kisses,
And I'm waiting for your tender caresses.
It's only a day since you've been gone,
And I'm missing you.

by Rudy

See You

I used to smile every time I walked by you
Just that friendly look on your face gave me the clue
But you are gone now and the smiles last no more
Until God decides to open the door
So that I may see you again
In heaven my friend
Where we can be together forever
I want to see you again
In heaven my friend
Where you'll never leave me again
Sometimes I still smile as I think about you
Remembering all the great things you could do
Then my face turns sad as I realize you're gone
I hope I will see you again before too long.

by Skye Schader

Last night I had a dream;
It had a tale to tell.

I dreamed I saw an angel;
Poor thing, he wasn't feeling well.

His body bruised and battered
His wings were ripped and torn--

This angel could hardly walk,
He looked so tired and worn.

I walked right up to him to ask;
Angel? How can this be?

He turned around and paused a (bit),
Then he spoke these words to me:

"I'm your Guardian Angel,
A great task as you can see.

You've run amok most all your life:
Look what it's done to me.

These bruises are from shielding you
In times both dire and ill.

Those alcoholic bouts and drugs you've used
I've often paid the bill

You see my wings are ripped and torn;
A noble badge I wear;

How often they have flown you
From evils unaware.

Each mark is it's own story
Of deadly wounds destroyed.

You made me wish--more than once-
That I was unemployed.

If only you could make it
Standing on your own;

Oh, don't you fret or worry--
But please try to remember--
I'm getting old and frail.

I could not believe all I had heard,
Let alone how much he cared.

I wept upon his shoulder,
Then left him in despair.

The next day I sat and pondered:
Should I really try?

And in the distance I thought I heard;
A frail old angel cry.

"ANGEL DREAM"
author unknown

This was sent to me by a sweet friend and I would like
say Thank you very much Joycee, this has much meaning to me.
If anyone should know who is the author of this poem
please email with their name so I can give proper credit.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THESE DEBBIE!
THEY ARE LOVELY AND MEAN A LOT TO ME.

THANK YOU CINDY!

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