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Karen Degnan Foiles, 3 april 2013

The line between Steps

Sometimes the line bewteen steps are crossed
Right now the line is dark and unapproachable
But to get past it you can only rise above...

About being a Step-Parent

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Karen Degnan Foiles, 3 april 2013

The day he released me was a gift to find you
It was something that was long overdue
I don’t even wonder if the one I love is you
I feel so happy because I know my feelings are true

Knowing how I feel now and how I felt then
I can tell the difference between true love
And “trying” to hang on to a love of pretend
I have never been more sure of anything

I felt trapped in my feelings
I was too scared to speak up and say
You’re not good for me, so please go away
My stubborn pride was in the way

Because I was not about to fail again
To have my family look at me and say
And it’s happening all over again
She’s she cheated and done it again

Just another screwed up decision by a woman
Who won’t let anyone help with their supervision
So I stuck it out, knowing in my heart it was wrong
So I changed for that, knowing I had to be strong

The love I feel for you is so honest
No shame, doubt or feeling embarrassed
I allowed myself to open my heart to you
Because I knew from the start that I loved you

Written 2007 before I knew better... :-(

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Karen Degnan Foiles, 31 march 2013

Frazzled

What a week
What a streak

Please don't say a peep
Let me enjoy my cup of tea

Freaky, frazzled
Weakly, Hassled

What I wouldn't give
For Mondays to be cancelled

Harried, Wary
Hurried, Buried

Time is blustering by
I'm always saying "Bye"

Heckle, Jekyll
Lies, Spy's

What the heck happened
Oh well at least the week
is unravelled

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Karen Degnan Foiles, 31 march 2013

Just Me My Friend

Just me popping in
Seeing how ya been
Popping by is my style
Just where do I begin…

I wanted you to know
That I have missed you so
I'm sorry I have neglected
My true friend I have respected

My life is a whirlwind
In this spectrum called life
And is anything but sublime

Some days are like a roller-coaster
There are highs and lows
Some are fun and some scary

I know why I'm scared to call
It'll stir up old memories
That I'm not ready to deal or feel

I miss you my friend
I miss your laughter and your tears
I miss our friendship over the years

Not a day goes by
That I don't think of you
And I promise I will call you

This was written for a very good friend I have lost touch with.
5/1/06

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Karen Degnan Foiles, 31 march 2013

Kinds of Loss

There's kinds of loss that can bum you out

The loss of a game
You lost your way
Losing your favorite pin

This can make you pout
But without a doubt
It is not a real big thing

The kind of loss that can make you shout

The loss of your job
The loss your car
When you could not pay

It left you confused
Feeling slightly defused
But then you can re-group

Then there a loss, that cuts deep within

My maternal rights that I tried not to win
So stupid to give up such a gift
To watch my boys grow, live with the man
that I've tried so much to get away

No school papers to hang on my frig
No more practices to run to at night
Now I that I am a part-time Mom
And try and do it all on my weekends

This was written about a very tough time in my life. My boys are older now but the feelings are still there.
= 03/20/2006 =

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Karen Degnan Foiles, 31 march 2013

What's Done is Done

What's done is done
You can't go back and change it
It's time to move on
You can't rearrange it

You've paid your price
And it's time to proceed
No matter what your vice
Unsteady as it seems

You'll rise above anything
Try and rebuild your self-esteem
You feel like you're grasping
At a big ball of string

One string at a time
One day at a time
You're growing into
A better person in time

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Karen Degnan Foiles, 31 march 2013

TORN

My feelings are so torn apart
I want to do what's in my heart
I want to support him in his troubled times
To help him while he's in his prime

To help point him in the right direction
And yet give him a mother's affection
He's so child-like in so many ways
Knows not of the worldly ways
He lives for the day in a careless way
He'll let his pride get in the way

The decisions he has made
Has filled him with self-conviction
They put him in a dark place
Where he feels alone and misplaced

His heart is truly beautiful
He has a smile from ear to ear
His actions are so innocent
He means no harm or fear

He knows what he wants to be
Someone who deserves much greatness
Someone he can be proud to be
But he has some things to address

So I'll stand by, watch him sink or swim
It'll hurt him more if he learns nothing

I'll let him know that I am here
And comfort him when
Things are not what they appear

** A poem I wrote for my son, when he was 18 he went through some very hard times... **

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Karen Degnan Foiles, 25 february 2013

The Hard Way

Some of us do things the right way
But did not learn or achieve a thing

Some of us do things the wrong way
And just never seem to get away clean

Some of us do it the hard way
A little bruised but still turned out ok

Then there’s the hard way
Always seems to be my path of choosing

Even if it meant I risked losing
My precious time and my precious friends

I should listen, trust my instinct
And not second guess it seems

I’ll be mistaken again, betrayed again
The vicious circle continues once again

And take the hard way again today

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Karen Degnan Foiles, 25 february 2013

So Many Questions

When I look in the mirror
I think back and see a girl
I realize now, I lost a part of her

Was I a normal girl?
Were you a girl like me?
Why did this happen to me?

How did this happen to me?
Didn't anyone hear or see me?
Didn’t anyone believe me?

I pleaded, cried and begged
And I said "no"
I'm confused, was this love?

Why was she this disgraced?
She did not ask for this
Now she is so displaced…

My feelings crippled and hurt
But I pretend everything’s ok
I go on living in day to day hurt

If I let you in, you would see my sin
You might see the real “Me”
That little girl yelling “Please No”

Sometimes when I look in the mirror
I can almost see that little girl
Before her past had changed her

She used to be happy, and carefree
All she wanted, was to dream
Can I be that happy girl again?

It's hard to let somebody in
When your heart has been exploited
It's hard to let someone go
When your pride has been destroyed

How can I do this all on my own?
How can I let you see my heart?
All I can do is try and do my part

Please, do try not to hurt me
Will "you" take care of me?
Or would you even care to see?

Why can't I make things clear?
The noise in my ears is deafening
Yet no one else can hear me

Sometimes I get so confused
Is this why I do what I do
When I hurt my loved ones so

I can't explain it
But I can understand it
At least it's best to know

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Karen Degnan Foiles, 25 february 2013

Ready To Be On My Own

Let me grow into my own
You’re holding me back
But don’t leave me alone

I want my life on track
So don’t hold me back
I want to walk on my own

Cut my puppet strings
The ones that you reined
Your reaction is overblown

Let me spread my wings
And let me find out on my own
How life is going to play along

I am much bolder than you at my age
I have a mind but with less rage
I have a dream that needs to succeed

You’ve brainwashed me too long
I’ve walked your straight narrow
But now it’s time for me to fly

Don’t tell me I can drive
And then take away the keys
Don’t tell me this is my home
And then treat me like a disease

Don’t tell me we’re gonna do something
And then not follow through
You‘ll tell me it’s for the best
As long as it’s convenient for you

Let me grow up, let me be me
Let me do it on my own
It’s time for me to break away

A poem for my son when he was living with his dad when he was 18 and is ready to be on his own.

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Other poems: Forgotten Mom, Frustration, You Bring Out The Best In Me, What's Done is Done, Under My Skin, Stronger Everyday, Fractured Fantasy, That Moment, Best Years of Our Lives, Live Through Another Day, The line between Steps, No Lingering Feelings, Frazzled, Just Me My Friend, Kinds of Loss, What's Done is Done, TORN, The Hard Way, So Many Questions, Ready To Be On My Own, No Regret, I Got An Email Today, 911, A Birthday With No Presents, Cast Judgment, Better off, Anticipation, Hidden Talents, Runaway, Another Chapter, What I Want, Shipping My Anniversary, Sands of Time and Birthday’s Whine, Endless Valentine, Who Am I, Awakening Feelings, Chirp, Chirp, Chirp!!!, Martin Luther King Jr., Guilt, Last Night I Dreamed Of You, God Knew, Letting Love Define Me, Sold Is My Heart, Please Do Leave Me So..., To My Music, My True Love, Better Off, A Storm is Brewing, A Second Chance, A Prayer for America,

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The line between Steps

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Just Me My Friend

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What's Done is Done

TORN

The Hard Way

So Many Questions

Ready To Be On My Own

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