My LOVE is like Rain

My love is like the rain,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
When its here you don't want it,
And when its gone,
You wish it would come back.

Just as the weather man predicts sunny skies
the rain appears.
My love is unpredictable.

There is only so much that a woman can take,
And when she has reached her limit you will know.

You can continue to take my love, my time and my patience for granted.

But just remember my love is like the rain,
When it is here you can see it, smell it and feel it,
But once its gone no one knows exactly when it will come again.

I remember Mummy!

I see myself as a women who knows where she is going and will never forget where she came from..I remember as a little girl growing up on the island and how i would walk on the beach barefoot and eat mangoes on the rocks..i had the best childhood ever..My life was carefree and never complicated. The highlight of my day would always be when my mom came home from work and i would rush to the front door to greet her.

I would leave for primary school in the morning and the kids would tease me about how dark my skin was and the fact that i was always polite. But the highlight of my day would always be getting home to mummy. In high school the teasing stopped and I was growing into a beautiful girl. I became more intelligent, confident and ambitious. But still the highlight of my days was seeing my mother. Because of her I am a strong individual and have direction. Our long drives to the airport and to the end of Murphy Town will always be one of the greatest moments in my life. My mom knew that it was important to spend time with me and I appreciate her for doing that. We had the best mother-daughter relationship ever. Even though we had our disagreements (not often) and it was hard for her to let me go, it was nice to know that someone truly cared. My mom's motto was to "Live everyday like it is your last because tomorrow is promised to no one". She taught me how to live, laugh, love, be strong and have fun. Even though she was a small women, she had a BIG heart and a heart of GOLD it was. I know that sometimes i am not that nice of a person but i try my best. I try to be like you mummy in so many ways but sometimes I fail....I remember cooking stew fish and getting upset when it didn't look the way it did when you cooked it. People say its amazing how I've grown and there is no one there for me. I say its because of my mummy that i am the person that i am and i will always have her here with me if not physically but spiritually. You told me I would miss you when your gone and you were right I sure do. And it hurts. So many things I have accomplished that I wish you could see. I wish you could see "Your Child" as you always called me. I wish you could see your Terrinique. As I get older and some day have a child of my own. I hope I am just as good of a mother as you were to me. I will let my little girls know every detail about you and i hope they look just like you.

Every step that I take will be In remembrance of "Margaret Tomisina Lavanda Swain- Meeres."

If LOVE so nice

Everyone wants to experience and has experienced it in some way,
From your favorite pair of designer shoes to the guy who took your heart and broke it in two,
Why do we want this thing,
This thing that makes you feel so damn happy one minute and like your life is over the next,
Those who don't have it wish they did and those who do are so damn blind,
This thing called love makes me bitter because I never seem to love the one that loves me the most,
Why is it that you always fall in love with the man that will hurt you the most,
The man who is like the devil in so much ways and comes to kill and destroy you,
I am tired of looking for true love because it seems like it will never come,
I'm tired of relationships where you think your in love,
And after a few months you realize you are not,
I am tired of breaking hearts because I don't want mine broken,
I am tired of meeting new people and trying to figure out if they are for real,
If he is the ONE,
The one that will love and cherish me until death do us part,
I am tired of this love shit,
I tried and all I did was BREAK hearts,
But the person who hurts the most is me,
If love so nice tell me why it hurts so bad.
And why do I hurt so Bad,
When I am the one that has done the damage.

Hope

The softest lips I’ve ever kissed,

The sweetest touch I’ve ever felt,

The sweetest dream I’ve ever had,

The hope that I thought I’d lost,

You gave it back to me.

The butterflies in my stomach,

The excitement that ran through my mind,

The possibilities that I thought were endless,

The dream I’ve always had,

You gave it back to me.

The perfect image,

Perfect fit,

Perfect smile,

Perfect look,

You took it away from me.

That mentality I craved,

That spirit I longed for,

That carefree mindset,

That sincere and sweet song that was playing in my head,

You took it away from me.

But maybe it’s for the best,

You put my love to the test,

And showed me that he was still out there,

Even if he isn’t you,

You brought that to me.

Maybe some day,

When we’ve grown,

Our way of thinking may coincide,

So that feeling that we felt before,

Will come again and last this time,

If we are meant to be,

I know that….You will come back to me.

Diary from within Corporate America

It’s Friday and I am about to start my usual routine. Go downstairs to the little corner store to get some fruit. Even though I know the fruit selection is terrible on Friday. I still have all optimism that I will find something especially ripe for me.

To my surprise the corner store had a bunch of freshly ripe bananas. This is definitely a first. Isn’t it sad that the highlight of my day at work revolves around eating? In the mornings when I get to my desk I can’t wait to go back downstairs and grab a piece a fruit. Then after searching the internet and being denied from viewing “so called inappropriate sites”, I watch the clock until it’s twelve o’clock. And after twelve I sit and wait until it’s five.

Due to the recent economic downturn, life at work can be compared to a turtle crossing a four lane highway. Everyone is holding on by a thread and pretending that they have work to do. I for one have never been good at pretending but I have had to pick up this art to pay the bills. Every morning I dread coming to this place where I sit and stare at a computer all day. Where I make money for a large corporation who when the good times are gone sees me as a number or the recent terminology “head count”. I have not always felt this way about my job. Once upon a time I felt very important and had a lot of work to do. But a recent turn of events changed my entire perception of “Corporate America”. I have always been a self motivated, innovative person but there is something about bureaucracy, office politics and sitting at a cube all day that can change that.

When trying to attract young talent corporations use words such as: self motivator, leader, initiative, innovative and team player. I don’t know if this is some lame attempt of upper management to see how fast they can drain the life out of employees or are they truly serious. It continues to amaze me because with all the policies and procedures that a corporate employee has to follow, how can one be innovative if their ideas have to go up the hierarchy only to be rejected. Now I don’t want to sound bitter or discouraging but do they really want these qualities if they are going to conform you to the way they think things should be done? I think job descriptions should read: Conformist -know how to keep your mouth shut when someone in a higher position says something you don’t agree with, Brown Nosier- kiss the bosses ass as much as possible no matter what, Competitor- step on everyone’s neck to get to top, who needs friends when you are the CEO of the company you can pay people to be around you and most of all withhold as much information as possible you don’t want anyone getting the upper hand.

Disclaimer: If you follow these simple guidelines you are sure to make it to the top.