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| My Daughters and Me LJT ‘98 I helped give you life, and I’d like you to see, in your own special way, you give life back to me. My rays of sunshine, my source of hope, in trying times, my reason to cope. When I’m down, believe it’s true, what helps me go on, are my thoughts of you. At times, I don’t talk much, and others, more than I should. I do truly mean well, and try to do good. I need to listen more, and open my eyes, to see what you’re saying, and hear your cries. I know I’m not perfect, never claimed to be. But, if you look inside, there’s some good parts to me. There is no means, by which to measure, the depth of my love, that’ll last forever. I pray it’s in your heart, to please forgive me, and give us a chance, Love always, Daddy. Copyright © 1998 by Lance Trottier |
| My Daughters LJT ‘o1 My two daughters how beautiful they are I’m amazed the short time it took to come this far. I’ve watched them grow from tiny to teen and tried to guide them in which way they lean. They’ve made mistakes as I knew they would but, they’re trying to grow and make their life good. I don’t control them I just try to guide they make their own choices and they know I’ve tried. My job isn’t done and never will be yet, I love my daughters always and unconditionally. Copyright © 2oo1 by Lance Trottier |
| My Little Nikita LJT ‘o1 I have yet another daughter who’s special to me. She’s not of my blood as I’d like her to be. She’s beautiful and sweet I love her as my own All this I want her to see and hope it has shown. She has a place in my heart and always will be my Little Nikita so special to me. So, my Little Nikita my love is true Please know in your heart Daddy loves you! Copyright © 2oo1 by Lance Trottier |
| I Dreamt LJT ‘o3 I dreamt we were Holding hands Walking one day Feeling closeness Feeling free Loving each other Our special way Meandering through Open fields and Pastures green Through beds Of wildflowers Aromas smelt And beauty seen Into lush forest Through glen And dale Rolling hills Gentle sweeps Along marshy Fields of cattail On sandy beaches Foaming breakers And over dune Grassy seascapes Beyond jetty And onward to A quiet lagoon We journey on After rest In that place Holding hands We traverse far To our garden Our private space We make love Under dome Of twinkling stars Passionate love Gentle touch We anoint This garden of ours Copyright © 2oo3 by Lance Trottier |
| Misty Tear LJT ‘o1 (This was written in response to an email I received about a little girl who was abused, until the abuse killed her. Her name was Misty.) A damned tough read without shed of tear. To all abusive parents Who are out there, please harm them not. I pray to god above, rather than hurt them, cherish them with love. To all you poor children, know that we care. We do not condone this and shed a ‘Misty Tear’. Copyright © 2oo1 by Lance Trottier |
| I Am The Knight LJT ‘o3 I am the knight I enter you in your sleepy mind to take you away to my realm a far different world than any you’ll find I am the knight alas, come journey along with me together we’ll vanquish your lonesome sleep to soar like the hawk to my realm, utterly free Copyright © 2oo3 by Lance Trottier I Am The Night [dark] LJT ‘o7 I am the night I ravage you in your sleepy mind to take you away to my realm a far darker world than any you’ll find I am the night Oh yes, I will drag you down with me and I will torture your innermost soul to drown like the corpse sinking to utter misery Copyright © 2oo7 by Lance Trottier |
| Absence of Being LJT ‘o3 That unholy place Where you become Who others expect you to be That darkened place Where heart is lost Where soul is no longer free I was in that place For quite a long time Existing unhappily But, I prefer to go on In this, my own way To live out my life as ME Copyright © 2oo3 by Lance Trottier |
| Darkness LJT ‘o1 Mind and heart Torment somber soul Memories, images past Haunt deepest recesses Love felt, love lost Burdened life’s traveler Seeking solace Longing rest Yearning peace Lusting tranquility Journeying onward To no avail… …and to what end Copyright © 2oo1 by Lance Trottier |
| Did You… LJT ‘00 (This is the poem version of lyrics I wrote.) You came to me when I was out of my mind Touched me, heart, mind, body and soul Whispered my name and drew me unto you. You came to me that fateful moment in time Altered my universe, my thoughts, my being Brought a reason, a purpose to my life. You brought us together as one Turned dense fog into bright sunshine Created a warm glow in my darkness. You brought a quiet peace to my soul Made me feel things that I have missed Gave truth, a meaning to my Reality. Did you hear me sighing your name? Did you feel me touch your heart? Did you feel my hand on your thigh? Did you tingle as I kissed your lips? Did you bother to ask yourself why? Did you listen as I breathed in your ear, “My Angel, I love you.”? Copyright © 2000 by Lance Trottier |
| Love is LJT ‘99 Love is: a tough emotion… It can be a beautiful, awesome bud in bloom. Or it can be as the thorn of the stem. It can, at times, be both, wonderful and painful simultaneously. Love is what we make of it. Copyright © 1999 by Lance Trottier |
| Love Is Growing LJT ‘o1 Love is growing inside of me, a love I’d love to share with thee. You’re in my heart all through the day and in the night, in dreams you stay. I kiss your lips, fingers through your hair, I hold you close and keep you there. I look in your eyes, touch your skin and inside I feel sweet passions begin. We can’t know what our future will hold, and never will unless it’s told. You feel the same way, or so it seems, step into my life and out of my dreams. I know you’re scared and so am I, but, believe it or not, that is a good sign. Come to me, all else aside and be with me, your feelings abide. Come to me so we can explore all that we are and maybe more. It seems that you feel the same way, yet, out of confusion, you stay away. We could be each others dreams, it’s already begun, or so it seems. Copyright © 2oo1 by Lance Trottier |
| I Have LJT ‘o1 I have watched you dance I have gazed into your eyes I have felt your smile causing new feelings to arise. I have heard your voice I have touched your skin I have felt your touch new emotions begin. I have felt your sweet breath I have kissed your lips I have brushed your cheek with my fingertips. I have felt your body I have held you close I have sensed your warmth a connection between us both. Open your eyes look at me I can only hope that you love what you see. Copyright © 2oo1 by Lance Trottier |
| Space LJT ‘98 (This is the poem version of SPACE) In this world limited light Space invades mind takes flight Mind soaring soul is free Alone here inside me Sense of warmth encircle moon Feel at peace to end too soon Feel so cold no longer free Time returns back to Reality Copyright © 1998 by Lance Trottier |
| Scars LJT ‘o1 hurtful pain stinging rain fresh scars form again ghosts anew love askew broken heart feeling blue again alone love gone inside i tremble to the bone scars real never quite heal love again i try to feel hopes return love again then it goes another burn Copyright © 2oo1 by Lance Trottier |
| Trust LJT '00 Ever elusive, just beyond reach. Hard to give, also, to keep. Shadow to follow me, taunt me, beckon me, haunt me. Seemingly solidness, fleeting, fading, disappearing ever into nothingness. Reappearing, then, I know not where, know not when, only to slip away again. As with the tide, it ebbs, it flows. times it comes, ever it goes. See it in faces all around me. Sense it in places, ever surrounds me. Now, I must ask: To grasp it, and nurture it, can I ever learn. Not make it flee, never to return? Copyright ©2000 Lance Trottier |
| Support LJT '98 I'm finding support in the strangest places In family, acquaintances in strangers faces. The family, that I know I've hurt Somehow, someway, look beyond the dirt. Acquaintances, who barely know me tell me, "It'll be okay, just wait and see." In strangers quick with a smile who seem to know and chat for awhile. I guess I'm not as alone as inside I feel but, takes time, perhaps to accept it as real. I'll be all right I think it's safe to say with all this support that's come my way. I thank you all for the kindness shown me I could never repay you how can I possibly? Copyright ©1998 Lance Trottier |
| You LJT '01 I close my eyes breathe a sigh whispered kiss upon my lips In my mind a vision lingers an oasis a mirage yet vivid In my ears I hear melody soft and sweet enchanting siren Again I sigh whispered kiss that is your name behold the vision that is your face hear the melody that is your voice Copyright ©2001 Lance Trottier |
| Reflections LJT '98 Reflections of me I try to see in water a mirror the cup of coffee here next to me. In the eyes of You talking to me I look in their pools and into their depth what do You see in this person called ME? Is there a beauty inside of me? Can I expose it so You can see my hidden Reality? Copyright ©1998 Lance Trottier |
| Oh, Girl LJT'01 Oh, Girl, can't You see we belong together You and me. Heart, mind, body, soul these four things from me You stole. Here, now, Truth I say to You, I willfully gave them away. Truer Love never you'll know Can't You feel all I've tried hard to show? Possessions, I have few you see what I am offering You is all of me. Copyright ©2001 Lance Trottier |
| My Destiny LJT '01 I know you're out there though I know not where I sense You I feel You growing ever near. Come closer to me You, my destiny that I may know and can touch what our love is to be. Vague outline in the mist softly my cheek kissed warm embrace tender touch my heart, gentle twist. Come closer to me You, my destiny that I may know and can touch what our love is to be. Copyright ©2001 Lance Trottier |
| Love... LJT '00 Though the miles separate us I feel your Love in heart body soul and mind. I long so every moment my Love to feel your body close to mine. My Love is real so very true dont You fret our hearts entwine. Copyright ©2000 Lance Trottier |
| Mistakes I’ve Made LJT ‘07 I’ll never rest a single moment until my daughter comes to me And says, “I’ve made my mistakes And for them, Dad, I am sorry.” “I’ve done so much wrong In this, my young life But all I can ask of you is Dad, can you please forgive me?” For then, my beautiful daughter Will know what Daddy tried to say Whenever I stated this simple line, “I’m not perfect, never claimed to be.” And at this time I hope that she Will realize that I’ve also made mine And I hope that it comes to pass That she’ll also forgive me. It will be then that I will know How big my daughter has grown And I will hope beyond hope that the depth of my love she will see. Copyright ©2007 Lance Trottier |
| Four Sides To The Coin LJT ‘o5 I am not the old folk but have known quite a few I am not the nurse or the aide but have seen what they do. Not one of the three a position that I’d want for memories I do have and how they still haunt. I’ve seen nurses and aides who truly were good and cared quite a lot and did the best they could. I’ve seen some of the aged some very grumpy and stern who made the nurses and aides work hard for what they earn. And I’ve seen some elderly all smiling and oh so spry who were gentle and caring and bring tears to your eye. Yet, I’ve seen some aides and more than one cruel nurse whose treatment of the old that I so strongly curse. I did have a Gram who was a kindly old lady and her nurses aide whose treatment was most shady. Four sides to the coin so you see that I have seen some truly were real good but some had conscience unclean. Copyright © 2oo6 by Lance Trottier |
| the colours of my world LJT ‘o7 the colours of my world ashen grey the hues of my world faded away the fire in my eyes now at bay the life in my soul gone astray Copyright © 2oo7 by Lance Trottier |
| What Happened... LJT ‘o5 What happened to the little girl that Daddy once knew? Where is that little girl whose feelings I knew to be so true? What happened to the little girl who cared deeply what Daddy thought? Where is that little girl to whom Daddy’s words meant a lot? What happened to the little girl who set sights on many a goal? Where is that little girl who’s heart in my hands I did hold? What happened to the little girl who has given up on her dreams? Where is that little girl for that is exactly what it seems What happened to the little girl whose words used to be so true? Where is that little girl what’s happened, what’s done this to you? Where ever is that little girl I pray she knows this: That she still has my love though her way’s gone amiss. Copyright © 2oo5 by Lance Trottier |
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