Love my job so much!
Didn't want to have to leave to make plans
for family, friends and everything else in between.
Love my house!
Sacrifice everything including relationships just for the upkeep.
No one understands how important my house means to me, but me.
Love my car!
Watch your hands, your feet, your butt in my seat.
Don't bother to ride unless you have gas money put aside.
Love my dog!
He's my best friend, will kill a man about him.
Respect him like you do a child and call him by his name.
Love my mother!
Refuse to accept what others say about her even when I know she's wrong.
Broke up with women over her, will never put anyone before her.
Love my child!
Lost and confused. A problem to society, but I will defend.
It wasn't his fault, it was yours.
Love my money!
More than life itself! It sustains me, heals me when God isn't bothered.
Don't ask me for any, you go get your own!
Extreme, selfish, jealous, crazy love.
To fight, argue, steal and kill for the "it."
An "it" dressed up pretty who means well
deadlier than the devil himself.
She shows up with good intentions.
He has her interests in mind.
They both rattle their so-called happy home with long hours at work,
an unexpected purchase, a trouble-making relative, and selfish desires within.
To love someone or something more than yourself, a foolish action.
It causes a negative reaction and in time many will learn the hard way.
Nicholl McGuire
Love Everything About You??
Love everything about you so he says.
The way you smile, your hair
the way you laugh, the way you dance...
But love everything about you, never lasts for long...
For she thought she loved your lips, your height
the way you walked and talked...
It all went away with one missed phone call, one negative comment,
a lie, a strange look.
It all went away...
must have never been love after all.
Nicholl McGuire
The way you smile, your hair
the way you laugh, the way you dance...
But love everything about you, never lasts for long...
For she thought she loved your lips, your height
the way you walked and talked...
It all went away with one missed phone call, one negative comment,
a lie, a strange look.
It all went away...
must have never been love after all.
Nicholl McGuire
Why Do We Love?
Can someone tell me why we bother to love?
Why do we bother to love people, places and things?
For people hurt us more than they love us.
Places don't love back and things get destroyed.
We put ourselves out there in the world.
Hoping that we will get something in return for our investments,
we sit back and we wait and we wait and we wait until...
we explode one day!
"When will you give me what I want?"
Attention, affection, money, power, prestige, respect, honesty --
all just a sample of what we hope to attain.
But the little seed of love we sow in people, places and things
just doesn't sprout fast enough or become big enough for us.
So we curse love, suppress love, scream at love, abuse love
then tell someone how much we hate love!
Why do we bother to love?
Nicholl McGuire
Why do we bother to love people, places and things?
For people hurt us more than they love us.
Places don't love back and things get destroyed.
We put ourselves out there in the world.
Hoping that we will get something in return for our investments,
we sit back and we wait and we wait and we wait until...
we explode one day!
"When will you give me what I want?"
Attention, affection, money, power, prestige, respect, honesty --
all just a sample of what we hope to attain.
But the little seed of love we sow in people, places and things
just doesn't sprout fast enough or become big enough for us.
So we curse love, suppress love, scream at love, abuse love
then tell someone how much we hate love!
Why do we bother to love?
Nicholl McGuire
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Shuffled Vision of You
Shuffling feet
Stop take a breath.
Strong arms
pushed my body into the chair.
Angry thoughts, I saw you.
You smiled it was different
You couldn’t get love at home.
Didn’t have any to give
So you shuffled your feet
To another one’s home.
Took deep breaths
In and out.
Up and down
On a lazy boy chair.
She flung her arms around you
and pushed you down
or so you would like me to think.
I saw you naked!
Naked lie!
Naked truth!
In my shuffled vision.
While I took a deep breath.
Nicholl McGuire
Stop take a breath.
Strong arms
pushed my body into the chair.
Angry thoughts, I saw you.
You smiled it was different
You couldn’t get love at home.
Didn’t have any to give
So you shuffled your feet
To another one’s home.
Took deep breaths
In and out.
Up and down
On a lazy boy chair.
She flung her arms around you
and pushed you down
or so you would like me to think.
I saw you naked!
Naked lie!
Naked truth!
In my shuffled vision.
While I took a deep breath.
Nicholl McGuire
I Still Want To Marry…
If I could take a moment
to think about yesterday.
My heart pounded in my chest
racing within your dreams.
You told me you loved me
wanted to spend the rest of your life
with me.
Images of a white wedding
briefly flashed through my mind.
I cried inside…
You told me of a big house
Saturday morning breakfast
watching cartoons
spending time with the children.
It seemed so right
but I ached inside.
I didn’t want that life anymore.
You opened wounds
I had lived it all before.
A glossy tear filled your right eye
You were hiding your pain.
Tempted to leave the room, yet you stayed.
You were not him.
A mistake from my past.
An uncomfortable quiet,
we looked to the floor.
Negative energy you and I endured,
All the while reaching an understanding.
Nicholl McGuire
to think about yesterday.
My heart pounded in my chest
racing within your dreams.
You told me you loved me
wanted to spend the rest of your life
with me.
Images of a white wedding
briefly flashed through my mind.
I cried inside…
You told me of a big house
Saturday morning breakfast
watching cartoons
spending time with the children.
It seemed so right
but I ached inside.
I didn’t want that life anymore.
You opened wounds
I had lived it all before.
A glossy tear filled your right eye
You were hiding your pain.
Tempted to leave the room, yet you stayed.
You were not him.
A mistake from my past.
An uncomfortable quiet,
we looked to the floor.
Negative energy you and I endured,
All the while reaching an understanding.
Nicholl McGuire
Love
I love, love but it doesn’t love me.
Love is too busy, too self-absorbed.
Wanting nothing better then to give
A little and take a lot
Of my soul
My hole
My freedom
And crush me.
Hurt me until I can’t get
Up from the avalanche of pain
On top of my head…
I hate love and it doesn’t love me.
Nicholl McGuire
Love is too busy, too self-absorbed.
Wanting nothing better then to give
A little and take a lot
Of my soul
My hole
My freedom
And crush me.
Hurt me until I can’t get
Up from the avalanche of pain
On top of my head…
I hate love and it doesn’t love me.
Nicholl McGuire
When Mothers Fall Out of Love
Lost my freedom!
My spirit
My smile
My laugh
My peace
My joy
My strength
to the man in black
the baby in blue
to another in red
couldn’t make sense of all this.
This is why strangers look stressed,
confused, bitter, unresolved issues.
Too many screams, not enough money.
And I envied this life?
What was I thinking?
That’s right, I wasn’t.
God was.
A vessel - all I am is a vessel.
Hold my hand through this maze
of confusion!
Happy mom, sad mom.
Angry wife, peaceful wife.
Hateful friend, loving friend.
Help!
I’m falling out of love!
N. McGuire
My spirit
My smile
My laugh
My peace
My joy
My strength
to the man in black
the baby in blue
to another in red
couldn’t make sense of all this.
This is why strangers look stressed,
confused, bitter, unresolved issues.
Too many screams, not enough money.
And I envied this life?
What was I thinking?
That’s right, I wasn’t.
God was.
A vessel - all I am is a vessel.
Hold my hand through this maze
of confusion!
Happy mom, sad mom.
Angry wife, peaceful wife.
Hateful friend, loving friend.
Help!
I’m falling out of love!
N. McGuire
Money and the Working Parent
Born into the world needy
grew up and became greedy.
First baby boy born
my heart now torn.
Split between job and time
can't seem to save a dime.
Don't want to have to choose
for I know my child will lose.
Living check to check
a credit card wreck.
Loan upon loan
only a sigh and a moan.
Dirty diapers and cries
the American dream lies.
Hold my limp hand
tired legs can't stand.
Freezer meal junkie
laundry smells funky.
Sink full of dishes
and pot of gold wishes.
Tired husband, wife
feeling the stress, strife.
Nights provide a break
One day by a lake.
Giving up on some things
while the church bell rings.
No more, no more
my heart no longer tore.
Choose between job or time?
my love is above a dime.
Written by: Nicholl A. McGuire
grew up and became greedy.
First baby boy born
my heart now torn.
Split between job and time
can't seem to save a dime.
Don't want to have to choose
for I know my child will lose.
Living check to check
a credit card wreck.
Loan upon loan
only a sigh and a moan.
Dirty diapers and cries
the American dream lies.
Hold my limp hand
tired legs can't stand.
Freezer meal junkie
laundry smells funky.
Sink full of dishes
and pot of gold wishes.
Tired husband, wife
feeling the stress, strife.
Nights provide a break
One day by a lake.
Giving up on some things
while the church bell rings.
No more, no more
my heart no longer tore.
Choose between job or time?
my love is above a dime.
Written by: Nicholl A. McGuire
Time is Love
Small boy walks, grows up talks.
"Mama look and see,I can write a three."
"Go play dear!" Boy wipes a tear.
Small girl cries, dad always lies.
"I'll make time, here take this dime."
"I don't want it, sit here a bit."
"No not now, I'll make a vow.
You go play, I'll be back your way."
Small boy walks, grows up talks.
"Things to do, no time for you."
Small girl cries, dad always lies!
"Have no time, busy making a dime."
A picture of a dove, no time to love.
Written by Nicholl A McGuire
"Mama look and see,I can write a three."
"Go play dear!" Boy wipes a tear.
Small girl cries, dad always lies.
"I'll make time, here take this dime."
"I don't want it, sit here a bit."
"No not now, I'll make a vow.
You go play, I'll be back your way."
Small boy walks, grows up talks.
"Things to do, no time for you."
Small girl cries, dad always lies!
"Have no time, busy making a dime."
A picture of a dove, no time to love.
Written by Nicholl A McGuire
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