Poems

James Lee Mcbride

June 25, 1959-November 6, 1996

Endless Pain

I think of how things used to be,

How many times we laughed

and told jokes together.

When we used to see who

could do things faster

than the other,

But I was so devastated

when they told me you

didn't make it, When you

didn't survive.

Now everyday when I look

at your picture all I

can remember are the

good times we shared.

I have enough endless pain to

think about, besides the bad

times we had shared.

I miss you dearly and I

wish I could end this pain.

Christopher Micheal Sheets

My Little Brother

When I see your little blue

eyes, you know the ones

that look like mine. I

just want to look into

them and see all of the

things we missed when

you were growing up.

When I hug you I want

to feel the the love I never

felt from both a Mother

and a Father when I was

young. I know you don't

know me and I don't know

you, but you'll always be

My Little Brother.

Right and Wrong

What's one to do when their heart is torn between right and wrong?

What's one to do when the secret they hold is devouring their heart

and soul?

What's one to do when they must choose to tell or hold a secret?

If they tell they may lose more than one friend, but if they hold it their

souls seem trapped in a dead end.

To some this may not be a big deal, but to the person holding this hurtful secret

it is extreme.

So what is one to do when their heart is torn between right and wrong?

Hold the secret and let their heart and soul whither away?

Or let it be known and free...

those are a few of my poems I don't have time to put them all up, those are just examples

and besides if I put them all up that means I could have them published haha

I really really do not have time for that...

maybe I can put a new one up every week

how's that sound

I like

I'm so smart

NOT!

There are a few of my other poems on the other pages if you can figure out which ones they are:)