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I got flowers today
This is a poem I ran across and wanted to share it with you all it,s called I got flowers today, and honestly it made me cry because it is truth.
I Got Flowers Today
I got flowers today.
It wasn't my birthday or any other special day.
We had our first argument last night,
And he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me.
I know he is sorry and didn't mean the things he said.
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today.
It wasn't our anniversary any other special day.
Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me.
It seemed like a nightmare.
I couldn't believe it was real.
I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over.
I know he must be sorry.
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today,
and it wasn't Mother's Day or any other special day.
Last night, he beat me up again.
And it was much worse than all the other times.
If I leave him, what will I do?
How will I take care of my kids?
What about money?
I'm afraid of him and scared to leave.
But I know he must be sorry.
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today.
Today was a very special day.
It was the day of my funeral.
Last night, he finally killed me.
He beat me to death.
If only I had gathered enough courage and strength to leave him,
I would not have gotten flowers...today.
By Paulette Kelly
© Copyright 1992 Paulette Kelly
All Rights Reserved
* A WOMAN IS BEATEN EVERY 15 SECONDS IN THE US
* 4 MILLION WOMEN SEEK MEDICAL ATTENTION EACH YEAR FROM ABUSE IN THE US
* 4000 DIE EACH YEAR IN THE US
STOP DOMESTIC VIOLENCE TODAY!!!
DO NOT TOLERATE IT!!!!!
I Got Flowers Today
I got flowers today.
It wasn't my birthday or any other special day.
We had our first argument last night,
And he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me.
I know he is sorry and didn't mean the things he said.
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today.
It wasn't our anniversary any other special day.
Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me.
It seemed like a nightmare.
I couldn't believe it was real.
I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over.
I know he must be sorry.
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today,
and it wasn't Mother's Day or any other special day.
Last night, he beat me up again.
And it was much worse than all the other times.
If I leave him, what will I do?
How will I take care of my kids?
What about money?
I'm afraid of him and scared to leave.
But I know he must be sorry.
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today.
Today was a very special day.
It was the day of my funeral.
Last night, he finally killed me.
He beat me to death.
If only I had gathered enough courage and strength to leave him,
I would not have gotten flowers...today.
By Paulette Kelly
© Copyright 1992 Paulette Kelly
All Rights Reserved
* A WOMAN IS BEATEN EVERY 15 SECONDS IN THE US
* 4 MILLION WOMEN SEEK MEDICAL ATTENTION EACH YEAR FROM ABUSE IN THE US
* 4000 DIE EACH YEAR IN THE US
STOP DOMESTIC VIOLENCE TODAY!!!
DO NOT TOLERATE IT!!!!!
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life
Peace, Love, and Tolerance
Peace, Love, and Tolerance
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follower_of_Jesus - Posts: 93
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A song I ran across today: If you want to listen to it on the C-O-O-L player, the link is : http://www.christianityoasis.com/Music/ ... Gospel.htm
Dear Mr. Jesus-- Little Girl
Dear Mr. Jesus, I just had to write to you
Something really scared me, when I saw it on the news
A story 'bout a little girl beaten black and blue
Jesus, thought I'd take this right to you
Dear Mr. Jesus, I don't understand
Why they took her mom and dad away
I know that they don't mean to hit with wild and angry hands
Tell them just how big they are I pray
Please don't let them hurt your children
We need love and shelter from the storm
Please don't let them hurt your children
Won't you keep us safe and warm
Dear Mr. Jesus, they say that she may die
Oh I hope the doctors stop the pain
I know that you could save her and take her up to the sky
So she would never have to hurt again
Please don't let them hurt your children..
Dear Mr. Jesus, please tell me what to do
And please don't tell my daddy
But my mommy hits me, too.
Please don't let them hurt your children...
Dear Mr. Jesus-- Little Girl
Dear Mr. Jesus, I just had to write to you
Something really scared me, when I saw it on the news
A story 'bout a little girl beaten black and blue
Jesus, thought I'd take this right to you
Dear Mr. Jesus, I don't understand
Why they took her mom and dad away
I know that they don't mean to hit with wild and angry hands
Tell them just how big they are I pray
Please don't let them hurt your children
We need love and shelter from the storm
Please don't let them hurt your children
Won't you keep us safe and warm
Dear Mr. Jesus, they say that she may die
Oh I hope the doctors stop the pain
I know that you could save her and take her up to the sky
So she would never have to hurt again
Please don't let them hurt your children..
Dear Mr. Jesus, please tell me what to do
And please don't tell my daddy
But my mommy hits me, too.
Please don't let them hurt your children...
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ohhh pearl I listened to that song today, it's so sad...I guess it hits me extra hard because I was physically abused by my father and then my step father years later..so I really can relate.....thank so much pearl for posting.
God Bless You
God Bless You
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life
Peace, Love, and Tolerance
Peace, Love, and Tolerance
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follower_of_Jesus - Posts: 93
- Location: in the loving arms of Jesus
- Marital Status: Waiting on God
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Life is short, so forgive quickly. Believe slowly. Love truly.
Without God, our week is: Mournday, Tearsday, Wasteday, Thirstday,
Fightday, Shatterday and Sinday. So, allow Him to be with you every
day!
Life is short, so forgive quickly. Believe slowly. Love truly.
Without God, our week is: Mournday, Tearsday, Wasteday, Thirstday,
Fightday, Shatterday and Sinday. So, allow Him to be with you every
day!
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SimplyBreezy - Posts: 130
- Location: United States
- Marital Status: Waiting on God
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