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I was born in the Philippines but raised in the United States. I am very happily married and have 4 kids and 1 terrific grandson. My terrific sisters who are Poemhunter members have introduced me to this and trying to help me with the world of computers (obviously I am very computer illiterate! ! !) Please bear with me. Thank you Aurora Wells and Lee Degnan for being the wonderful sisters and ... more »
cecelia warner Poems
My life was based
on masking the truth,
not allowed to express feelings
buried throughout my youth.... more »
He never saw her tears,
He never saw her pain,... more »
Creating a small island of hope in a sea of ruin
Sparkling and bright on Delery Street... more »
I've tried to hate you
for reasons I will try to explain.
It maybe too late now
but this I can no longer contain.... more »
By: Shannah Mackey
My family is broken and cannot be fixed.
I wonder if they love me or if I'm even missed.... more »
So many mixed emotions
just want to scream and shout!
What needed to be said
just should've come out!... more »
You've planted many flowers for us
that are now starting to grow.
Some of them I know by name
but others, I just don't know.... more »
Comments about cecelia warner
Empty During The Day And Dark At Night
Creating a small island of hope in a sea of ruin
Sparkling and bright on Delery Street
Block after block of ruined shells with doors swinging open
Empty during the day and dark at night
This area is a long way from being a neighborhood again
There were promises on thursday to bring the neighborhood back
There was cheering,
There were plaques for volunteers
Empty during the day and dark at night
Women who had been next-door neighbors for 25 years
Until Hurricane Katrina blew their houses away
Volunteers built the houses on the same spot as the ...
cecelia, and family
you may not remember me but i was very saddened to hear about your mom. she was such a great lady and always brought a smile to my face thinking about her especially when she picked on me lol! ! i have resumed my karate training and would love to get in touch with your dad to say hello. hope all the other things in your life are going well i would love to hear from you...........Richard Norbutt (norbs4@aol.com) ps very nice poems
Our 'Bleeding Hearts, I just wanted to tell you that was a beautiful, very sad and deep but I loved it, brought back memories from the past both good and bad, you have a way of expressing your feeling in your work, great job and it comes from the heart. I'll be be watching and reading more, thanks your friend Tracy
My sister Cecelia, my true sister by blood
With her poems, the memories for me start to flood
And as I start to realize that poetry is her hidden gift
My feelings on how we grew up takes an unexpected shift
In families such as ours, we all had our roles
I happened to be the favorite, the spotlight I stole
And her role, as it were, was to be the clown
Friends flocked to her because she was fun to be around
But as old and tiring as these roles had gotten over the years,
when siblings get together, roles turned into battle gear
It's how we grew up and so, learned how to cope
through the dysfuntion, what was there to hope?
I see it now, Cel, the sadness through the smile
I see the crack in the mask, it's been there all the while
It's hidden so well, as long as others keep laughing
your sense of humor is really your sadness-in-masking
I hope you already know this, but I'll tell you here
I love you so much, and close to my heart I hold you so dear
We have so many things that we will never agree upon
but understanding you better through poetry is now what's spawned
I thank you so much for the opportunity to look into your soul
I'm happy you now have people in your life making you feel whole
And before too long, I hope to see you finally hold your head up high
and that you'll put down that mask... and kiss it goodbye.
Welcome to Poemhunters, I know they'll love your company, sista.
Much love,
Lee