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Thursday, August 13, 2009
My Sisters, My Friends
[written by Teresa]
They all grew up in Logandale, but little did they know,
What the world would bring to them, or where they would all go.
Playtimes became shorter and naptime was all gone,
The Murry girls had all grown up, it was now time to move on.
Sheila was the first to come, and so the first to go,
Now with 4 kids she has learned how quickly they can grow.
When Sheila laughs-you will laugh too, her smile lights the day,
To make one smile, Sheila's best, you know she'll find a way.
Lisa came next as 2 of 7, but know one knew back then,
She wanted 12, kids that is, but didn't know quite when.
Lisa knows a lot of things, she always knows what's best,
5 kids keep her on her toes, that girl could use a rest.
Debra is the 3rd you see, and defiantly not last
3 kids, a job, and Michael too, boy, time sure flies by fast.
Debra, she is always there to tell you problems to,
She has a shoulder meant just for tears, when you are feeling blue.
Angela, she's #4 and always has a ball
Even with three boys and a girl on the way, she is loved by all.
She listens and she'll make you laugh, the first to place a dare,
But deep inside her laughter, I know that she does care.
Teresa, that's me as #5, I love you all out there,
For each of you I'd give my life, that's how much I care
My 6 sisters, all my friends, the ones that make you smile
It is for you I wrote this poem, you make my life worth while.
Carma is 6, in line that is, with a little boy who's 1
He laughs so hard and squints his eyes, he has so much fun.
Carma cares for everyone, a peacemaker, a friend,
She's always standing by your side, she's with you till the end.
Karena is the baby, last but not least, I know,
She always tries to find a way to help her spirit grow.
To Texas she will go, real soon, the last to leave the nest,
With this I say, Good luck, dear friend, may you strive to do your best.
We share a bond as sisters, unlike any other,
There's more to being sisters, as you know, than having the same mother.
All these things I say are true, my love it never ends.
For each and every one of you, My Sisters... My Friends.
[This poem was written 'many moons ago'... so here is a quick update. Lisa lives in Valley View, TX with her hubby Nick and 7 kids. Debra lives in Overton, NV with her 3 kids (Michael passed away May 2003) Angela lives in Overton, NV with her hubby Dave and 5 kids. Teresa lives in Austin, TX with Austin her pug. Carma lives in Issaquah, WA with her hubby Jared and 3 kids. Karena lives in Danville, IL with her hubby David & 3 little girls.]
They all grew up in Logandale, but little did they know,
What the world would bring to them, or where they would all go.
Playtimes became shorter and naptime was all gone,
The Murry girls had all grown up, it was now time to move on.
Sheila was the first to come, and so the first to go,
Now with 4 kids she has learned how quickly they can grow.
When Sheila laughs-you will laugh too, her smile lights the day,
To make one smile, Sheila's best, you know she'll find a way.
Lisa came next as 2 of 7, but know one knew back then,
She wanted 12, kids that is, but didn't know quite when.
Lisa knows a lot of things, she always knows what's best,
5 kids keep her on her toes, that girl could use a rest.
Debra is the 3rd you see, and defiantly not last
3 kids, a job, and Michael too, boy, time sure flies by fast.
Debra, she is always there to tell you problems to,
She has a shoulder meant just for tears, when you are feeling blue.
Angela, she's #4 and always has a ball
Even with three boys and a girl on the way, she is loved by all.
She listens and she'll make you laugh, the first to place a dare,
But deep inside her laughter, I know that she does care.
Teresa, that's me as #5, I love you all out there,
For each of you I'd give my life, that's how much I care
My 6 sisters, all my friends, the ones that make you smile
It is for you I wrote this poem, you make my life worth while.
Carma is 6, in line that is, with a little boy who's 1
He laughs so hard and squints his eyes, he has so much fun.
Carma cares for everyone, a peacemaker, a friend,
She's always standing by your side, she's with you till the end.
Karena is the baby, last but not least, I know,
She always tries to find a way to help her spirit grow.
To Texas she will go, real soon, the last to leave the nest,
With this I say, Good luck, dear friend, may you strive to do your best.
We share a bond as sisters, unlike any other,
There's more to being sisters, as you know, than having the same mother.
All these things I say are true, my love it never ends.
For each and every one of you, My Sisters... My Friends.
[This poem was written 'many moons ago'... so here is a quick update. Lisa lives in Valley View, TX with her hubby Nick and 7 kids. Debra lives in Overton, NV with her 3 kids (Michael passed away May 2003) Angela lives in Overton, NV with her hubby Dave and 5 kids. Teresa lives in Austin, TX with Austin her pug. Carma lives in Issaquah, WA with her hubby Jared and 3 kids. Karena lives in Danville, IL with her hubby David & 3 little girls.]
Friday, August 7, 2009
written by her Daddy
Elaine...
you were born before the doctor arrived. Mother was at home in LaVerkin, Ut. I was at Las Vegas, NV working and learned you had arrived from a neighbor. Mother didn't call me that night because she was afraid I'd drive home too fast and wreck. Besides I couldn't afford the lost wages. I made $1.50 per hour back then.
You learned fast, walked early and didn't have much hair at first. When you were about 16 I called you my 'Princess Grace' you looked like Grace Kelly.
You were so very special and always kept us on our toes.
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