I began writing many, many years ago as a way to control my words and emotions when I was upset or angry. It slowly developed into a passion that has enriched my life over and over again. As many do, I write about my feelings, views, and life events. I also love to write about what I see (or think I see) happening in my world around me. I see strangers and situations that catch my eye and I wonder what they could be thinking or feeling and I go with it. It is an odd hobby, but one that brings me much joy. I have 3 of the most amazing and beautiful daughters, who have shown me life as I never, saw before. They offer me a multitude of topics and opportunities to write about. I am extremely fortunate. My writing has always been mine and mine alone until recently, when I gave a poem to my daughter. It forever changed the way she perceived me as a person and as her mother. That feeling can never be replicated, but maybe my words can offer that affect to someone else. “Enjoy your Journey”)
I See
I See
I see your secret glances at the photos on the wall,
I see you look away like it doesn’t bother you at all.
I see your hidden sorrow; I know it all to well,
I see your walls rising to enclose what you will never tell.
I see your glowing smile every now and then,
I see more of your watery eyes filled with thoughts of what could have been.
I see you pull away and separate from all that might be real,
I see your pain and heartache that you believe will never heal.
I see your independency fighting to be free,
I see the little girl screaming please don’t leave me.
I see in you, the me I have come to know,
I see the blame you give for me making it so.
I see your inner struggles and the endless fights,
I see you shut your door and escape from the more wrongs then rights.
I see all the truth & honesty that you continue to give,
I see your emotional secrets that you continue to relive.
I see your unasked questions of all the how’s & why’s,
I see you & your anger look away from me and stare into the skies.
I see the words that you don’t say,
I see your disappointment in my weakness that didn’t allow for our life to be another way.
I see your worries that the now is what your future holds,
I see you rising above and smashing all our damaged molds.
I see your frustration’s that this will never end,
I see your happy tomorrow’s with only an occasional, I remember when.
I see a power and strength in you that in me I never knew,
I see you breaking the cycle and letting the past finally be threw.
I see you in a way that a mirror doesn’t show,
I see you being stronger and better then you could possibly know.
I see pride, love, and admiration when you come into my view,
I see a better life for all that follows, because you remained true to yourself threw and threw.
I see things in you that you may not believe or care,
I see you doing things you doubt your heart would ever dare.
I see your ability to achieve any goal, dream or desire,
I see you being the daughter that I will forever and ever admire.
I see you Danielle……
(Tammie L Peterson)
5/5/2005