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jeremiah 

They say it gets easier,that each day the pain fades a little at a time.
Well for me that theory has proven untrue.
Infact it seems just the opposite.
For with each passing moment that I exsist in a world where you cease to be-the emptiness,
the hole,the aching just grows stronger.
With each heartbeat comes longing.
Each breathe filled with regret.
Words never said and things left undone.
Who will love me now?
Who will save me now?
For you were my salvation.
You were my love.
Inside of you was half of my soul.
You were the link to other worlds.
An endless stream of possibilities I saw in your eyes.
Wisdom beyond my comprehension flowed from your lips.
And now without you I am lost.
How do I breathe,smile,love,laugh,or live when pieces of me were taken with your spirit...never to return again?

Amber Wells,May 5,2005

JEREMIAH
I sit and watch you sleeping.
Your big brown eyes lost in peaceful dreams.
I touch your face with my fingertips.
My sweet child.
A little spark of heaven,all wrapped up in you.
"I love you mommy,"the sweetest words ever spoken.
You grew inside of me for the most wonderfully horrible nine months of my life.
I felt you move,heard your strong little heartbeat.
And i knew what a miracle really was.
God whispered your name to my soul and there you were.
Your birth was the most incredible thing i've ever experienced.
Ten little fingers,ten chubby toes...perfect angel face.
It took most of my inner strength and most of my outer beauty to give you life.
But you have enriched my exsistence in countless ways.
The sound of your laughter,your smile that lightens the earth,and your heart so pure and forgiving-always teaching me what true love is.
You never cease to amaze me.
I cherish every day,every moment shared with you.
I haven't always made the right choices.
I've caused you pain,made you cry.
I'm sorry for every tear you shed from my mistakes.
I'm sorry for everytime your heart has broken from my wrong doing.
Though I cannot change the past,I can strive for a better future.
I can promise to love you as long as eternity deems.
They say,"Mother is the name for God on the lips and hearts of all children."
Well,"Child is the name for love on the lips and hearts of all mothers."
Your first day of school you cried out for me...I cried the whole way home.
I'm the one you run to when you're scared,sad,or lonely.
Your face is what i see when i'm feeling lost.
What I cling to when I feel like I dont want to go on.
Jeremiah...you are my love,my joy,my strand of sanity,my strength,my weakness,my heart,my soul,my salvation,my son.
Flesh of my flesh,blood of my blood.
You are a reflection of all the good things in me.
And I love you so.

Three people,three lives in a dr's office waiting room.
There's the young teen girl with the swollen belly.
Not that long ago she was giggling with her girlfriends.
Not that long ago she was a child.
A child that had wandered in an adult world of sex,drugs,and chaos,
The new life growing inside her will be her salvation,her new beginning.
Her eyes study her companions.
First she sees the 60 something yr old man with a smoker's cough.
His face is cracked and worn.
His eyes tell stories of a hard life.
Callosed hands show the struggle.
Then there's the over-stressed mother with kids pulling from every side.
"Mommy..I want gum!" says the blonde little girl of about 4 with the angelic face.
"Mom,I want a new video game." whines the lanky boy of about 10 with the ninja turtles
tee shirt.
"Mommy,mommy..I gotta pee!" squirms the 2nd boy of about 5 with the big brown eyes
and mischevious grin.
She smiles as the boy does the "pee pee" dance.
Then her eyes lock with the mother of 3.
They see themselves in each other.
The mother sees her past.
A young ,scared pregnant girl about to embark on a new adventure.
The girl sees her future.
She sees the overwhelming responsibility and the unconditional love the mother has for her children.
The young girl rubs her belly as her heart swells.
Cough,cough,cough,echoes through the room.
Hmm,lung cancer maybe?
Three people,three lives-interracting for a moment in time.

By:Amber Wells '99

What has happened to our world when young men and women,with their whole lives in front of them,are taken for no reason?
Some are gunned down in Iraq.
Americans just out doing what they're told.
Doing what they think is right.
Only to be met by the Iraqi's that are doing the same.
We are all guilty and innocent here.
Nobody wins.
We all must lose.
All for an oil-guzzling,money hungry president who says,"go out there and fight for this nation's freedom...to do what i say."
Other young souls perish right before oue eyes.
Others slip away while we're not looking.
All we have left to cling to is the memories,their belongings that are left behind,and the hope that heaven does exsist.
That they are beautiful angles,bathed in a healing light,swaddled in God's glory.
Safe,happy,and at peace.
Patiently waiting for the time when they will come to meet us...to take us home.

By;Amber Wells