Ritchous Family

POETRY DAY LOVE YOU FAMILY FRIENDS ALL: Write this down. Take a little note in hopes you find exactly what you wrote. I love my friends my family my daughter but know deep in my heart I'm a rolling stone. Far from home my heart lands. I can't think most of the time I can't even land plans. Dose anyone understand when your souls a shooting star. Your mind an heart's like a light year from eachother ; you try everyday to understand them and put them together, but know only one thing they'll fit perfectly whenever you find home, happiness, heaven. Only the good die young they say it's sad but it's an ultimate gift an I just can't fathom that. Over an beyond my mind stays in the clouds. Thinking of world wide matters try greater. Those sounds.  I believe I hear are trumpets I truly hear trumpets with angel voices. They scream in the day they sing in the night. If only I could see that heavenly sight. Mighty ocean waves are starting to sprout from the depths of the sea but there's something greater to beleive Amen I say amen I stand I lend a hand when I can. Not with money not with materials with my ear an my heart. I've been a drug addict for years an that's when I start ...or started this journey of helping souls that come my way imagine listening can do so much healing an the feeling I get learning what people have gone through. I soothe that's all I can say. I soothe the weak I soothe the broken. An I gain a little token a friendship that somehow can never be broken. I've learned so much from my past in hope that I long live an last. For a fortune of glory for the most high. So look at me an wonder why I sigh cause I know where I'm going most high. Tired my waters Tired my earth. Tired am I. Now that I think of it I think since birth somehow someway I new I was ritchous I knew I belonged up top. Please stop saying it's easy to get to heaven cause it is not. We plot an plot to get on that mountain top and we scream an rejoice not when we make it but as we live it It is hard being a soldier in a ritcheous family but at least we belong to something my ritchous family we belong we stand firm we keep our hearts bloody. Nesho Skretteberg Nesho Skretteberg