Monday, September 28, 2009


just a note to let you all know......i am going to have to move......the wicked evil mayor/landlord is making me move out after 3.5 years here. rent is paid up to date and has been paid on time for the last 2 years. claims he is selling the house and needs to do repairs first, but yet he has a FOR RENT sign out front for the downstairs apartment. i would love to fight it because i know i am within my rights, and he is a jack donkey.

but i am ready to move on from this awful man. he has done nothing but harass me the whole time i have been here about this petty thing and another.

my daughter came across an 89 year old man who is very active and needs to rent out a house he has on his 20 acres. the rent is about $100 more than i can afford, but i have spoken to him at length and am hoping and praying he will come down on the rent for me. so if you pray, keep me in your prayers. the house is adorable, and just perfect for me. it has a nice yard, and dozens of pecan trees. and i love pecans. it is also way back off the road, and there are no houses but the landlords, within walking distance.

so i might not be online much due to finding somewhere to move to and if i get that house, i might not have internet.


Friday, September 11, 2009


Diversity, a common word
Love one another, seldom heard

Then tragedy strikes, bonds the races
Fear, grief, anger, tears on different colored faces

Time elapses, memories fade
Compassionate efforts no longer made

Forgotten and abandoned, left far behind
No longer love, compassion can we find

I do not ask you to relive the hours
When many loved ones perished in the twin towers

I only ask you remember the cause
And take a moment in silence to pause

If we forget those who died on that day
Then terrorism has won, we have lost our way

©Regina2006 (revised 2009)

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

MY NAME IS SARAH (graphic..adults only)

My name is Sarah
I am only three,
my eyes are swollen shut
I cannot see.

I must be stupid,
I must be bad,
what else could have made
my daddy so mad?

I wish I were better,
I wish I weren't ugly,
then maybe my Mommy
would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all,
I can't do a wrong
or else I'm locked up
all the day long.

When I awake I'm all alone
the house is dark
my folks aren't home.

When my Mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
so maybe I'll get just
one spanking tonight.

Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
my daddy is back
from O'Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse
my name he calls
I press myself
against the wall.

I try and hide
from his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping
he shouts ugly words,
he says its my fault
that he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me
and yells at me more,
I finally get free
and I run for the door.

He's already locked it
and I start to bawl,
he takes me and throws me
against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor
with my bones nearly broken,
and my daddy continues
with more bad words spoken.

'I'm sorry!' I scream
but it's already too late
his face has been twisted
into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain
again and again
oh please God, have mercy!
oh please let it end!

And he finally stops
and heads for the door,
while I lay there motionless
sprawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah
and I'm only three,
tonight my daddy
murdered me.

(author unknown)

There are thousands of children out there just like Sarah.

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