Ignore Me Like You Mean It

"Badge of Courage" I wear this badge of courage on my chest, To tell the world that I'm not like the rest… I may be small and I may be frail, But this little lady is tougher than nails. I wear a badge of courage on my chest To remind me of a weaker woman, It's not small or silver, or a braided gold, Just something that reminds me to let her go. I may be tired and scared, but I'm not weak, I'm the one who beat this thing while standing Within arms open wide, on my own two feet. Scars are brazen and never heal, At least that's the way I think it feels. Sexy is a state of mind, and if I am then so are you. Does your badge lie upon your chest too? Krystal D. Dailey © 2004

"Until The End of Time" For Huck When I'm eighty-three, and you're eighty-nine, You can barely walk for fear you'll crack your spine, I'll bring dinner to the aging bed, Laugh at all the silly things you said, and Wipe your chin 'cause you can't feel it anymore. As I wobble with my cane, complain about the pain, Eat mushy food cause all the solid has been Chewed by young teeth long, long gone, I'll smile because I love you, even if the rest are falling out. When you awaken in the morning, to blind me with A baldhead that makes me scream and shout For fear that it was the sun coming out, I'll calm myself with blue-eyes rimmed in red, Only to rub that bald and precious head I love so much. As the day draws near for our children to show, Bringing grandkids who never let us forget we are old, I'll tell how you loved me so, and never, ever let me go. Even though I'm eighty three, and you're eighty-nine, We've been together forever, a...