In Memory of those that were taken away from their families

While praying at the side of my bed this Sunday morning after reading about the murder/suicide that happened in the Institute in Charleston, WV in the Saturday Gazette-Mail, it made me want to write because I have 2 beautiful daughters. My heart goes out to the mothers that lost their daughters due to violence such as murders by ex-husbands and boyfriends. In memory of the young lady that was killed at Taco Bell, the young girl that was killed on the West Side with the young man in the car, another young lady and young man was killed 15 years ago or more on the West Side, to young girls that committed suicide because they were teased and bullied, and to women all around the world.

This is my poem............

I was like a little bird in a bird nest with my family. I was learning to fly and I left the nest like a little bird flying in the sky. I was experiencing the joy and excitement of life. I was learning about love and looking for love. Then I thought I met the love and joy of my life. Your house to me was like a bird being in a bird cage, I was like a bird flying  all around the house. Then our love for one another began to change and then became the arguing, fighting, and jealousy. Then I began to want to become like the little bird in the nest wanting to fly away to be free again. No, but you didn't want me to be free. So you decided to murder me. You broke my heart, you took my life, you made family cry, and you took me away from my children and my family. But little did you know that God was watching over me. He heard my prayers, he saw my tears, and he gave me the wings to fly away like a bird in the sky. He took me into his eternal life because his Love is life and the light for eternity. So, I say to my family and friends don't cry for me. The Bible says that when you get older to know right from wrong, Seek ye the kingdom of Heaven first.