As I sit here in the living room, listening to the dish washer, Travis snoring on the couch, and Miracle on 34th Street... I am pondering how blessed I am. There are gifts under the tree, but this is the first year I have honestly discovered the true meaning of giving. It felt so good to help a friend in need this year and I was honored to work along side my sister and others to provide basic needs, a meal, and a few goodies for a family. I have a new huge appreciation for what I have every day. I think everyone should take the time to give. I keep reading people being offended by people buying presents for Christmas. I well respect your opinions. However, it is my family's tradition and I want to share my thoughts. In my family we have had huge Christmases and some where we scraped to buy each other one thing, but looking back it is not the gifts I remember. I remember the laughter in the air, the smiles, the hugs, the memories of loved ones gathered in one place. It is sad that our America only allows us one major holiday to have time off with one another. That is one reason I love Christmas--it means we are all together without a billion things to do. We do indeed praise God and rejoice over the birth of Christ. We will be heading to our Christmas Eve service tomorrow, as of tradition. :) This day a year ago Travis proposed in the living room, 3 feet from where I am sitting in the recliner. It was the happiest Christmas of my life, and I am so blessed that he chose me to live with forever. Now, off to wrap 3 more gifts before I pass out. MErry Christmas! --Mrs. Roberts

"Here Is My Catfish Shark"

Life lately... I am living my dream and for once I am happy and not pretending to be happy. I am exhausted daily, but that means I am doing my job and living my dream. My Friday night? A romantic Johnny's pizza dinner date before Travis went to work (graveyard shift). What an appropriate word for this festive Halloweenish time of year. Speaking of which...my school is so haunted. LOL I told this to Mrs. Rose and Mrs. Sheila (my wonderful co-workers/friends). I love the Holidays. Most refer to the holidays as Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years.. nope mine kicks off with spooky month of October and then goes into all the goodies. I am not a Pagan, I am an American that buys into commercial holidays. I do purchase the cheese ball mcgraw decor too. I am even more excited to dress up at work because we say "Boo to drugs". LOL I am also excited for a Halloween party a close friends momma is throwing. It's funny when we grow up our friends parents are our friends too. I guess they always were, but adult-hood makes you appreciate them so much more. Same goes about my parents. They are my best friends. Heck my whole family is. Oh I got off on a tangent... my Friday night: Now I am watching TLC Secret Princes. I actually really like it because I'm not much of a TLC network lover. I usually watch ghost adventures on Fridays that I've DVRed, but there was only one new episode that I flew through. It's funny how writing's pause in time is a space... but I just spilled a coke all over my floor. Stupid Johnny's cup. No casualties...just a sticky floor. Yet, it took me 10 minutes to get back to writing.... I like being myself. That is something new that came in August. I used to worry about what everyone would think of me, but now not so much. I think getting a big girl job built some confidence in me. Don't get me wrong I am still open minded and kind to people, but I learned there is a difference in being kind and being walked on. I have a paper to write tomorrow. UGH. I think I will try to do it shortly after waking so I have some what of a weekend, but I doubt I do because I know me. I want to do it on ADHD because I feel some children get overlooked while some get un-necessarily medicated. That is not a reference to anyone, just something that interests me. I guess I am a teacher when I actually yearn to know more knowledge to help my students/future students. Back to the prince show.. I'd punch these England meanies. The wedding is coming up so closely. I hope it all comes together. I have the pre-wedding jitters about the venue set up and food more than anything. 27 days now. I am so excited. I'll be CMR (my friend jamie says comehere). Monday I get visited by state the first time, please pray for my children to really show this lady how brilliant I know they are. They are smart and that makes me happy. My kids make me happy period. This afternoon at recess they caught fish (imaginary fish) and the pond was a shadow cast from the building. They continued to carry me their "fish" aka leaves and would say, "Here is my gar!!" "Here is my catfish" (My fave--"Here is my catfish shark!) Let me say I never heard or saw a gar until I was in college so these little country souls are smart! I felt so proud because one of my little girls said, "I caught a small, medium, and large fish!" I loved hearing they used that vocabulary word. Thank you Jesus, even if they do not come out little brainiacs they will come out prepared and with knowledge to build on. I push them to learn, but unlike so many who seem to have an opinion on it, I like letting them have fun. They are still young children and anyone who is education knows how important Vygotsky believed play was to children. It develops character and teaches them vital social skills. So am I the teacher that will leave them on the rug for one hour and say, "It is my duty?" Nope. I will teach them though and I vow to have them ready without making them little soldier zombies. Judge me. I don't care. Again. I have to start being me because I so easily say what I think will keep peace among others, but I have decided tonight to start being more real with both myself and others. Otherwise, I am having battles in my head of what I should have said because it's how I really feel. <3 --Christina not for so much longer Gordon (but always will proudly have it as my maiden name.. me with a maiden name.. sounds so adultish)

Butterflies.

Our lives are composed of BIG moments that together create our life story. These moments, depending on how they go (good or bad) all happen for a reason. They leave butterflies in your stomach--like a first date. Which means GREAT things can come from them or great let-downs. I am prepared to accept either at my new little chapter of life because this past couple of months have taught me that let-downs are going to happen. Let downs do not define me though, nor do people's opinions. I know that I am a positive and hard working person. I know that I am intelligent and kind, and I know I will prevail in the end. I love and dislike butterfly moments at the same time. The anxious feelings balance with exciting feelings and my body is super confused on whether to be scared or happy. I think I'll choose happy though, because God has a plan. I just have a feeling my whole life is about to change, and I am accepting the change, but ready for my life to be in a routine again. :) Summer is going well. My wedding bouquets are about to be shipped. They are all hand sewn from old ivory and lace and I am super pleased with them. I find them worth the hard earned money. I also have some windows my in law cousin gave me to use for the wedding. I have some fun crafts in mind for it! My best friend moved to Florida, she always said she would. I am proud to see her independently chase her dreams. I miss her, but honestly I think that Florida holds so much potential for growth and adventures that her heart desires. Good for you, Megan. I can't wait to come see you! She had her big, butterflies moment this week. It's time for mine now. Our new chapter of friendship--we're going long distance! LOL. I am making an effort to get into shape this summer, and to get in touch with some of my older friends (and stay in touch with my newer ones). I have had some fun conversations thenceforth. I am also venturing to new churches closer to home. My heart will always be with Lea Joyner, but almost in Sterlington is a bit too far for my location. It's been fun going to check out different denominations and get a feel for what is best for Travis and I. I went to his parents Apostolic Church a few weeks back and loved it. I have also enjoyed visiting some churches around here. It's so hard to decide, especially when everyone is so kind. Church is important to me and I want to pick a place where I can raise a family. <3 Sleep for me...

Feather

I completed my last final with a 100, I would consider that a good way to go out sparkling like a firecracker. I feel super excited about graduation, but oddly sleepy. Things have been a little overwhelming lately with the changes in my life...graduation, job, wedding, best friend moving. I feel like my solid planted life is now "feather like". I just hope I land somewhere I am happy and not get stuck in a rough position. Actually, I know and THANK God ahead of time for leading me in a wonderful direction. I am waiting to hear about a position that I have wanted now for 3 years. I am prayerfully hoping I get it, but keeping my options open in case God has another plan. I have worked very hard to get there and it would almost be disappointing to not get it now, but again I am trying to stay positive because this waiting game could last up until July. Anyways, no long post, just wanted to commemorate the last day of my undergrad studies. I think graduation will make it feel a little more real.

Tech Email:

Christina,

I just wanted you to know that I enjoy reading your papers, online postings and comments. Keep up the good work.

Best,

Dr. Asiedu

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I received this email from one of my professors. I LOVE TECH. I love supportive professors. I am not writing this to be boastful, but proud of my hard work. I want to look back and remember that I was capable of applying myself and making a name for myself amongst my classes. I feel like being online it is hard to "shine" because I can not discuss things out loud in class. So it felt AMazIng to get this email. I like the thought that my work is strong enough to be enjoyable from a person with a doctrine. I know it's simple, but it gave me the extra push to get through these last few weeks! Thank you, Lord.

Best, ;)

Christina

Grown up people world

They make growing up sound so much fun... well I guess I do not know who they is. I just always assumed it would be super fun and exciting. Exciting it is, fun... sometimes... but I never knew about the tough times.

The tough times are having to say goodbye to people you love and letting them go.
It happens a lot in grown up people world:
-Deaths
-Break-Ups
-Moving Away

I have had my share of parting with loved ones and break-ups and hopefully for a while those moments have passed and I have come to terms with the grievances that went along with them. However, now I am faced with my best friend moving away.

She warned me. She always has, since we were 14. She is the adventurous and bold one out of the two of us, and I am the homebody who has dreams far closer to my roots. I actually think my dreams are intertwined with where I grew up. Her dream is beautiful and I consider mine to be also. I just wish they were the same places.

Megan, I am THRILLED for you. I know that this move for you is as big as me getting married. We are finally doing the things we laid on a trampoline and talked about as children. You are getting your dream, and I am super super happy for you. Yet, I would be lying to say that my heart does not beat a little bit faster when I think of you moving away. I know that distance can not affect our bond or take away any memories, but I know that it will change our relationship. Our new hang-outs will be on skype and not getting cussed by crazy craze people in Ruston's theater during a scary movie...or sitting on my porch swing...or camping out at Jennifer's. There will be trips though! Lots of trips...and maybe we can do oldschool letters from time to time. I'm just scared. I want you to chase your dreams, but I want you to keep our friendship close to your heart and we both have to not allow life and distance to change that. The Lord says lots of special things about friends, and I know you are the definition of one. Oh gosh, I am crying. What a baby am I?

Now, onto the next line of business. I have 1 month and 1 week of class left until I have completed all of my work for my undergrad. Then I will graduate. I can not believe I finally made it. I have said this all year, but it seems unreal. All of my dreams coming true. I am marrying the man I adore and love and graduating. Oh, God... You are so good to me! I can not wait to teach and to impact little lives and teach them the Word of God~~!!

I have a prayer request for a dear friend who's grandchild was born with illness. She prefers to keep it personal, but please please pray for the child and family.

I hope you all have a wonderful Easter. I always love this time of the year because I am reminded of the Lord's sacrifice and love for us and filled with the Spirit. I need to strive to have this joy all year round.

Just so you know, I love you.

Those words showed up as a text at 10:01 p.m. Just when I think we're comfortable and the romance will slack off because often times relationships do that when life gets busy, he throws me a curve ball. He always tells me I love you, but the out of no-where just -so- you- know- text made my heart flutter as much as it did on our first date.

I loved our first date. I tried so hard to be pretty. I usually had a habit of acting a nervous fool on first dates, but not with him. I was myself. I laughed like myself and I enjoyed myself. I wish I could replay those moments in time to hear what we talked about. Basically, two strangers who had talked on the phone for a long time. I guess we were not strangers in that aspect.

Life is changing again, though Spring is a time for renewal in life, yet I am convinced it is a time for change. I found out that a friend who I've grown up with (in my 20's at least) is moving. I found that out today, and my heart felt sad. I know what moving is, it can not take friendship away, but it changes it just the same. She will ever be a part of my chapter of life no matter where the roads lead us.though. I pray for happy journeys for her and the man of her dreams though. Changes make me terribly sad, hard to describe oddly....even the good changes make me sad. I take a while to adjust. My whole life seems surreal here lately. When did my dreams that I have worked for and soul-searched for all start coming true??! Seriously, EVERYTHING that I have EVER prayed for is coming true. God had His timing for my life. I am so ever thankful for that. Again, His timing is better than anything I could have dreamed up.

I could still use prayers to guide me into this next step. I am searching for some stability. :) I have it in Travis, but the rest of my life seems to be going at 100 mph! :)

Love--Christina Gordon

Love you for a thousand years

I almost feel like I had forgotten how to relax. This weekend I rediscovered the luxury of it though, and I am super thrilled about it. I have a movie on pause right now, "One Day". I plan on finishing it in a few minutes. I rearranged the living room for the hot season (couch blocks air conditioner unit in the winter.)

I have dove into the wedding planning this week. I question if I want to wear a long veil or a short one. The more I think about it the more a long veil calls my name. I don't know! It's so difficult deciding how I will remember the most important day of my life and what I want myself to look like.... At least I know I will like how my groom and my dress will look. I am thinking about booking our honeymoon cruise tomorrow. <3 The downfall is Thanksgiving will be spent on the open seas away from family. However, we can go all out for Christmas!!! Hopefully Carnival will have Turkey or Ham and some sort of dressing. If not I will like 007 some of my mom's. ;)

I only have 53 days of school work left and 57 days until I walk. I counted these all by hand. I like that I can count the numbers of days until I graduate. I tear up at the thought of finishing something that I started so long ago. School has been a journey for me and I have grown up with it. When I quit in 2008, it felt WRONG afterwards. I thought I would feel relief, but I really felt pain and confusion. I realize now God just wanted to steer my path of education a different way. Because of quitting school, I wound up at CCS where I found my love for kids. Oh, I am sure I have blogged this same story. Sorry. I just get overwhelmed thinking about how God shaped my path in life. I feel like all of the worst things in my life, were all the best things...the turn in my road that lead me to a better destination than I ever could have chosen for myself. Thank you, God. Thank you for driving my car and allowing me to be the passenger. Thank you for merging my road with Trav's and having scenic routes that say "College Graduate" "Teacher" "Happiness" on the side. Lord, I can never never never never thank you for leading me to these things that will allow me to make a difference in the world.

I've been thinking a lot about having children. I have never felt ready until now. I feel like Travis and I will be great parents and our house will be filled with love. We want to wait until we've been married about a year to start trying, but I'm sure God will make it happen whenever it was meant to happen. He has a way of changing my planned route in life for the better. I smile thinking about what it will be like to have a mini version of Travis and I put together. I ponder what he/she will look like and how they will light up our world.

However, first comes the marriage! I imagine the day of will go by so quickly, but I know I remember it for a lifetime. Someone chose ME to spend the rest of their life with. Travis LOVES ME and knows EVERYTHING about me (the good and the bad). How blessed am I that he still chooses me knowing all that ;). He is an amazing man and I know I am meant to be his wife. It feels right when we are around each other. It always has. I feel like I am with a family member or closest friend (like Meg) when he's around...but better because there is romance too!

Anyways, I am about to curl up and watch this movie. Enough blabbling for me.

Waiting to Exhale

I found the title of the album that I am listening to appropriate... First of all, it's me digging through my childhood memories after the loss of Whitney Houston Saturday. Jennifer's first CD was the "Waiting to Exhale Soundtrack". So I still love all of the songs of Whitney's on there. I do not support her drug usage, but I do support the talent of her musical gift. I also support how music can bring you back to a certain time of your life. I can remember using our brand new cd player in our room to jam out. Every time a guy broke our hearts Jen and I would jam out to her music. I also chose the title, "Waiting to Exhale" because I feel like I am holding my breath to make it through school. I am just waiting to exhale and breathe regularly. I am ready to have a life. 97 days until I walk across the stage! I need to work on my invitations!! Megan took a pretty sweet picture I can use. I may do that to de-stress myself!

<3 On other news, Valentine's is coming up. I honestly think it's more of a day to remind single people they are single and I hate that there is a day that makes people feel lonely. I spent lots of Valentine's crying or feeling lonely, but remember this my friends the Lord has a plan. I like how JoAnna put it the other day, Valentine's day can be a day to express your love to EVERYONE you love, not just a significant other. I have no clue what I am getting Travis, I've got his card, but I like to get him something every year he can use (no guy wants a stuffed animal at 32). I am thankful for the love of God, Travis, my family, and my best friends. I sure am blessed.

I've done math all weekend. I've got my grade up to a 86%. I think I can handle that, because it's not looking any better! lol I never thought I'd say, "This B will have to do!" LOL, but with Math I can!! I have pushed my brain to limits I NEVER knew it could reach.

I found out I am teaching next year, super excited about that. I have learned from so many great teachers. I look forward to it. I will do lots of precious moments things in my room, I think?? I'm not sure yet.

Anyways sleep for me. Psychology test tomorrow followed by a little more math!

"When you have friends to wish you well, you'll find a point when you will exhale."--Whitney Houston

You Must Think I'm Strong--My Revelation

"You must think I'm strong to give me what I'm going through, well forgive me forgive me if I'm wrong, but this looks like more than I can do-- on my own. I know that I'm not strong enough to be everything that I'm supposed to be. I give up, I'm not strong enough. Hands of mercy won't you cover me, Lord I'm asking you to be strong enough for the both of us. "

I've heard this song a billion times, especially at nap time with our pre-k children, and I realized that listening to it tonight that I realize it's speaking to me. I'm stressed, I pray for good grades while being full time in school, to be a good full time employee, a good fiance, to be a good family member.. I'm tired and weak. Yes, totally worse things could happen, and I am blessed they aren't happening. However, I feel like I've reached my physical and mental capacity lately. Thank God for his strength, but I've got to be willing to let go of my will and let him share his strength and cover me.

I am now going to strive to praise him better in the midst of my personal storms.

Thank God for people in my life who positively influence me. I have a new desire to be better and to trust your guidance better.

I can't wait to start my life with Travis and I want to do it with a hopeful and God-filled attitude about life. I love him and I praise God for giving me a guy who I can lean on and talk about early problems with.

Overall--I'm stressed about school and....

I have to take the pressure off myself and allow God in me and to realize my shoulders don't carry any weight alone.

Christian Judgement :) And I am a Christian

Deep breath...here we go...


Ahhh... Friday night.. I made it through EXTREME sickness on Wednesday...and I have warm pajamas on after a nice long bath. My homework is all turned in and I have a night to just watch t.v.! I didn't even get to do this on the two week break from work. Thank you Jesus, you know I needed a break.

Speaking of Jesus, I want to point something out that I see CONSTANTLY from fellow Christians, some I even call friends (and we're all guilty of it, but I've worked on changing it and now I really want to speak my mind on it. Get ready. I'm pouring it out today.

We judge each other as humans about the smallest things, body, wealth, health, who they are dating,...etc....I'm guilty. It shouldn't happen! I am working to change that.

However I want to point out that as Christians, we should make it a MISSION not to judge someone's faith. We judge one another and gossip if someone sins, we disassociate ourselves immediately from those people and "cast them out" from our "Christian click" and say we do not approve of their "sinful ways". I see not approving them, but are you accepting them and saying, "I am praying for you!" Are you giving them joy they need in their life? Or are you turning the other cheek to avoid a "sticky situation". It is one thing to not condone an action, but another thing to not treat the person EXACTLY the way you would someone else. If you treat them differently, it should only be with more love and encouragement.

Why would a person who is a non believer or back slid from their faith want to reach out to God who's people on earth give judging eyes and turn their heads? We live in the real world. A world with broken marriages, drugs, hate, and babies (yes, babies before marriage!) And let me MAKE THIS CLEAR I am NOT PREGNANT or condoning any of the worldly things listed nor downing any of them, just stating their mere existence. They were the examples I could think of). I am just saying, unless someone reaches out with a smile, a warm and humble invitation to church, and just treat them like a REAL person they probably will never turn to God or see the error of their ways. In that case are you doing you job as a Christian.

One of the most influential women in my life, who I rarely get to see with me living out of town, but dearly love is Marcelle Crow. She preaches in the jails of Monroe. She speaks kindness to the homeless, the addicts, the ladies who sale their bodies, and she teaches them the word. They have had rough times, some have done drugs, some have had pre-marital sex and had kids, and lived rough lives. She prays for them even before they are ready to pray for themselves. Are we doing this by saying, "I don't support that?" Are we loving people who need it the most? I understand that everyone does not have the time to do all the amazing things this woman of God does, but we can do the EXACT same thing for our friends who make a mistake. We can pray for them, maybe they made a mistake and sinned. Maybe they were not raised in church like many of us? But that does make them any less worthy of God's love or ours!

Please ask yourself, is your opinion a Christian based one as you claim, or a personally based one?

Now, hear me out, I understand if you want to go with the right crowd to bring yourself up and not down. This is fine, but often prayer requests turn to gossip with shaking heads and people just say "Oh, I don't approve of this because I heard they did this (WHAT A SIN)!? Oh MY!!" Well guess what, we are ALL sinners. We will all be judged, the one perfect man has ascended into Heaven.

That's my soap box, and if you seem offended, the post is supposed to be based on my Christian opinion of who I am, and I am quite frankly tired of keeping my mouth shut to make people get along with me. I want to be Christina, a girl with my own thoughts and opinions and I want to free myself from others judgements. I am judged all the time, but I have grown into a woman who God made me. If you feel attacked, don't. It's towards society as a general and this post has been in the making since i was a teenager. I woke up with this thought on my mind ALL day, and was afraid to post it. But I am realizing God speaks to me most in my dreams, my thoughts that don't go away need to be said. So here you go ....

I love you all, no matter what you do and I will always be your friends even if you slip of back slide. I am not perfect and I realize you are not either. I love you for your imperfections. I pray for you and wish your life the best of happiness and I hope in the tough times you do turn to God. He loves you no matter what.

Oh and if you need some scripture to back me up on judging here ya go:



Luke 6:37 "Do not judge, and you will not be judged. Do not condemn, and you will not be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven.

Luke 6:41 "Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?

John 8:7 When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, "If any one of you is without sin, let him be the first to throw a stone at her."

Romans 2:1 You, therefore, have no excuse, you who pass judgment on someone else, for at whatever point you judge the other, you are condemning yourself, because you who pass judgment do the same things.

Romans 14:10 You, then, why do you judge your brother? Or why do you look down on your brother? For we will all stand before God's judgment seat.

Romans 14:13 Therefore let us stop passing judgment on one another. Instead, make up your mind not to put any stumbling block or obstacle in your brother's way.

1 Corinthians 4:5 Therefore judge nothing before the appointed time; wait till the Lord comes. He will bring to light what is hidden in darkness and will expose the motives of men's hearts. At that time each will receive his praise from God.

James 4:11 Brothers, do not slander one another. Anyone who speaks against his brother or judges him speaks against the law and judges it. When you judge the law, you are not keeping it, but sitting in judgment on it.

Cleaning up my documents:

While cleaning up my documents I found my poems from my advanced creative writing class: They were kind of dark, but it was my theme!


Flight

The storm blows in with a fierce north wind,
Grey smoke pours out of chimneys into the bleak winter day.
Yet there alone stands one home whose red fires have long since turned to ash,
Cold wind and silence dance among the dirty floors.

Once the fires did burn brightly and the warmth encompassed the house.
Once was the chirping of birds like a beautiful song on the radio.
Yet as it may the birds grew up to fly away to their new nests to create new songs,
Each flap, flutter, and flight a piece of their symphony left also.

The windows now filled with dust was once their escape,
Once a comfortable space to perch and to dream
Daring to go out into the green branches that kissed the sky,
Ready to start a whole new chapter of life.

The windows opened all too soon.
The sun shined in its panes so bright.
A hesitation lingered in the air like the sweet scent of the first bloomed rose,
A moment occurred and the bird wandered if it shall ever take flight?

A smell of pollen lingered in the spring air
Bees buzzed excited with the scent.
Surely there was no better time to fly?
It closed its eyes, spread its wings, and took a leap into the unknown.

Soaring into the world to discover such grand, green, gigantic trees
Who hold their hands out to hold a soul even just for a while.
Every branch holds a new adventure to take on,
The earth a playground.

Love, marriage, a child in a glorious nest,
Life was now perfect and complete.
The view of colored flowers and green grass below was beautiful,
But not as beautiful as its own unique creation.

A furious storm shook the tree violently.
The branch broke and snapped into two,
Surely it did not take the nestling?
An empty heap of straw was found.

Small, black feathers blew with the wind,


(No Stanza break)
They floated slowly down like a deflated balloon.
Only memories remained now,
Mother Nature took their precious baby.

The weather did get better,
But the sad and heartbroken birds never did.
Depression tore the small family a part,
She was left to face the cruel world alone.

Oh the black robin fights to get back home,
Back to the nest that kept her warm for so long.
To hear the music of her childhood,
Yet as it may, the window was closed and nothing remained.

The house where she hummed her first tune gave way to time,
How she longed for the past.
And the robin made her last flight and hummed its last song,
For winter had come at last.

Christina Marie Gordon




Distance

We are birds that watch the world from a distance,
Yet we see better than the souls roaming on the ground.
They do not take the time to carefully observe situations;
There are better things in their lives to be found.

We remember a scream, a cry from the grey home every night,
The crack of a whip that was never made for humans.
We wished we could take the small four-year-old boy with us to fly,
A flight to rescue him from the cruelty that his parents relinquished.

Surely, the neighbors could hear the nightly beating occur,
His burden was too heavy for some to bear.
They were too busy building the perfect nest to notice such pain,
Pretending that nothing was happening.
Ignoring the situation at hand always seemed easier.

We flew above like eagles bravely watching over him at school.
The teachers said his behavior was unacceptable,
He was the small boy with glasses too large for his small frame.
If they only knew what he went through at home,
They would have been quicker to love rather than judge.

The attention he always demanded was cries of help,
They called him a problem child who interrupted a perfect day.
He showed his frustration through violence,
Bruises and bite marks on others was how he was defined.

One stormy night after a bad note from school,
The punishment went too far.
The thunder was louder than his cries,
And with one blow to the head the little boy died.

They found him with his glasses broken;
The neighbors told the cops they never heard a thing.
They shivered with the cold north front making way;

(No Stanza break)
Winter air filled what should have been a warm spring.

The flowers turned down their heads to cry,
Their petals turned brown and their roots rot in the ground.
The green grass lost its soft texture;
There was only death to be found.

The teachers all seemed so shocked;
They pretended to have no clue at all.
Yet the signs were always there in his actions,
In his angry pictures hanging on the walls.

Oh how we as birds did hum a sad tune,
As they laid that boy to rest.
We made our home amongst the dark cemetery;
The crooked tree with branches like claws holds our nest.

Let this be a lesson,
That distance can be good.
People need to take the time to step back and see,
And take actions as they should.

-Christina Gordon