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Hope Lives

One small flicker of hope

it's deep inside my heart

for I know there's an answer

of which I am a part

I never wish to give up

for I know someday I'll find

the answer that I seek

to give me peace of mind

But in the time of void

my friends and family are near

they listen to my story

and share my every tear

So thanks to all my friends

who always give and give

it's with their help that I do know

that hope, it sure does live.

Written by Debi Fisher 2002

Child Abuse

The family seemed so happy yet no one knew for sure

she was always smiling, so for that they had no cure.

But behind the closed door no one really knew

and she was scared to ask for help did not know what to do.

So this little angel pulled in and struggled to attain

all she wanted was some love and praise she had to gain.

But all she did was anger that it was her fault

until one day as a teen out the window she did vault.

The police brought her back and still she said not a word

even if she had not a word would have been heard.

But Gramma knew what happened and she so tried to aid

but they pushed her out the door said the problems she had made.

The little girl grew up and met a nice young man

his family knew what happened and they did understand.

They took her in and loved her told her she was not so bad

showed her how to love and for this she was so glad.

Today the angel is a mother and now her powers have some use

from her point there will be no more she did stop abuse.

Abuse is not a bad word but it can rear it's ugly head

for if her other family hadn't intervened this angel might be dead.

Now I have told the story as you can plainly see

the angel is this story is a survivor and it's me.

Written by Debi Fisher 2002

Towers Of Light

The beams of light

reach to the sky

to open the eyes

no need to ask why.

From within the beam

God reaches down

to cover and protect

this wonderful town.

But more important

it is the way

to let everyone know

there'll be a day.

When the pain won't be bad

and we'll understand

that through the beam

we can feel God's hand.

Written by Debi March 16, 2002

Never Forget or Give Up

I watched you grow and graduate

such a young woman filled with no hate.

I watched you marry and have a child

and still your demeanor was so mild.

Then two years ago you disappeared

I didn't know what to think and everything I feared.

So here we are with no answers still

but my heart and sould have a strong will.

I know God holds the answers he has the key

and when time is ready he'll let me see.

But for now, hope is lit friends and family renew

there's an answer out there I know this is true.

A mother's love has no end like a circle,

it goes round the bend.

So someday my child, an answer I'll hold

until then my search will be bold.

A mother knows nothing of the answer of now

so my prayer circle will continue to grow.

Anyone out there who knows anything

won't you raise your voice let the facts sing.

An answer, a prayer, join us, increase

help this one family find inner peace.

Written by Debi Fisher 2002

IN MEMORY OF KEITH CAULEY

A man so sweet and kind in heart

didn't deserve the way he'd depart.

But underneath every nasty stone

God has a plan and he will hone.

Keith was so good no harm could he do

but now we know God, that he is with you.

Our prayers have been answered

yet while filled with grief

having an answer is such a relief.

So pray for us brother and sister you too

pray for us now help us see this through.

Written by Debi Fisher 2002

The Battle

There are different soldiers and in every way

they fight a battle every day

There's the battle of bottle it's hard to think

but for some they can't touch the drink

There's the war of the drug and that's a tough one to beat

but they know they can do it get off the street

But the toughest battle is the one you can't see

and that's the battle of missing my friend, the leader she be.

I'm sure that she hurts way deep inside

but she just keeps going and does it with pride

She see all the others who fall by the way

she stops and picks them up to see another day

So when you hear battle think not just of war

for the battles we fight well, we know what they're for.

Written by Debi April 18, 2002

Drinking an Driving (the ticking time bomb)

I reached high school couldn't wait

and then I went on my very first date

Went to prom with this really cool guy

wanted me to drink just give it a try

I know it was wrong and I should not roam

but these were my new friends I couldn't call home

So one drink was fine and how'd he get two

I kept thinking I should really call you

I told him I had to be home not too late

he said"Fine babe, let's fly from this gate..."

All along I knew I should call

but I wanted to be accepted from his graces

I did not want to fall

Now as I look up the night sky so black

I realize I'm lying flat on my back

I see your face with tears in your eyes

and suddenly I know I realize

I'm sorry my Mom, Dad please don't be mad

I really knew better it's not that bad

My eyelids flutter my heart skips a beat

and there I died on that lonley street.

If only I'd gone with my first thought of the night

then I'd be home and doing all right.

If I'd call Mom and Dad said please come take me home

then I'd be alive my spirit won't roam

But I had to be cool one of the gang

now my life is over with one final bang.

No college, no marriage, no kids and no one to blame

in a few years they'll barley remember my name.

So as you go off to celebrate prom

just remember drinking and driving

can be your ticking time bomb.

Written by Debi Fisher 2002

Won't you call

Tina, my darling

show us a sign

that you are somewhere

out there in time.

We wonder , we worry

and we look 'til we're blue

and Tina we WON'T ever

stop looking for you.

A baby, a child ,

our daughter, a wife

we just need to know

to stop all the strife.

I know there is someone

out there who does know

where oh where

did our Tina go ?

No matter how big

no matter how small

if you think you know something

Please won't you call?

Written by Debi Fisher

2002

Missing on Mother's Day

Hallmark has it's cards as does shoebox too

but no one has a card especially for you.

I have not forgotten nor has Mother dear

we all wish that an answer came and with us you'd be here.

But you are not forgotten I know you hear what I say

Tina, wherever you are you're still a Mom today.

You'll always be a daughter a mother and a wife

and none of us will stop for the rest of our life.

We will keep our eyes and ears open wide

cause wherever you may be you've got an angel at your side.

I Wish

I wish we lived closer so we could shop and lunch

and we'd share so much on snacks we'd sit and munch.

On my front porch we could sit and chat

abouta little of this and a little of that.

But having yu to write to is better than not at all

and as soon as I hit your town it's you I'm gonna call.

Written by Debi Fisher 2002

In Memory of Samantha Runnion

I was just an angel

who spread joy here on Earth

I was just an angel

since the time of my birth

I was just an angel

but why did it have to go

and Lord please watch over Mommy

I know she's hurtin' so

I was just an angel

here on borrowed time

please tell my precious family

that now I'll be just fine

I know they'll never see it

nor will they understand

but now I sit right here

right at Jesus' hand

I was just an angel

and always will I be

I was your little angel

and my Mommy, you'll always be

Written by Debi Fisher July 2002

For Joshua Smith

What a good person

every weekend he spent

with family and friends

no one knows where he went.

Somewhere out there

stands a face in the crowd

and Joshua's Mama

still shouts out loud.

Where are you Joshua

where did you go

please just call home

we just want to know

While the air stand so still

Mama does know

somewhere out there

Joshua flows.

So to all who are out there

no matter how small

if you think you saw somethig

just give us a call.

Written by Debi Fisher

2002

Where have all the Children Gone?

Where have all the children gone

I guess it's not safe to play

so they went in hiding

at least right now, today

What happened to the safety

and the fear they never had

now this world's a changin'

and there is so much bad

But if you look at a child

so deep into his play

the smile on his face

well, that is all I'll say

But fear has become so common

from dusk unto the dawn

this is truly , oh so sad

where have all the children gone ?

Written by Debi Fisher

2002

September 11 - One Year ago

It was a beautiful sunny day the sun was in the sky

whoever thought by days end we all would have to cry.

Never in a million years did anyone suspect

and the worst that could happen happened on a jet.

A year has passed and still I ask why oh why, oh why

a year has passed and still I sit and just let my tears start to fly.

My heart hurts so for all involved and all I can do is remember

this awful day, last year on the 11th of September.

And while a year has passed us by we must never give up or stop

for with the love of God and friends we'll still come out on top.

So today in solemn silence say a prayer for those that lost

and hug your friends and family for love, it has no cost.

Talk about this tragedy share with all you know

and together we shall heal our American pride will grow.

Written by Debi Fisher

September 11, 2002

Light up the Holiday

My holiday seems low this year

just a little bleak.

So I come to you

asking prayers, it's what I seek.

But those of you who know me

know for a while it will get me down

sometimes make me cry

and even a small frown.

For those of you that know me

virtually, you'll see

that I will and can bounce back

having friends like thee.

So this holiday season

may start a little slow,

but I will always wish for you

the happiness, the glow.

So as you buy your presents

or start your little fire

know that for all my friends

I have only one desire.

To see you all with smiles

and happiness with you today

I love you all so dearly

Happy Holiday !

Written by Debi Fisher December 2002

Saying Goodbye to 2002

Sure there's drink

and merriment too

but I'm saying good bye

to 2002.

So many heart aches,

so many tears

as well as smiles

across the years.

This is a new year

one to celebrate what's to be

especially our rights

our right to be free.

Thanks to the forces

that keep it that way

I'm behind them

that's what I say.

So as you start the year 2003

remember you are a good friend

always to me.

Written by Debi

Jan 1, 2003