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Officer Susan B Novello
Atkinson P.D.

"I WANT TO TELL YOU LIES!"

I want to tell that little boy that his Mom will be just fine. I want to tell that dad we got his daughter out in time. I want to tell that wife her husband will be home tonight. I don't want to tell it like it is, I want to tell them lies.

You didn't put their seat belts on, you feel you killed your kids. I want to say you didn't ... but in a way, you did. You pound your fists into my chest, you're hurting so inside. I want to say you'll be ok, I want to tell you lies.

You left chemicals within his reach and now it's in his eyes. I want to say your son will see, not tell you he'll be blind. You ask me if he'll be OK, with pleading in your eyes. I want to say that yes he will, I want to tell you lies.

I can see you're crying as your life goes up in smoke. If you'd maintained that smoke alarm, your children may have woke. Don't grab my arm and ask me if your family is alive. Don't make me tell you they're all dead, I want to tell you lies.

I want to say she'll be ok, you didn't take her life. I hear you say you love her and you'd never hurt your wife. You thought you didn't drink too much, you thought that you could drive. I don't want to say how wrong you were, I want to tell you lies.

You only left her for a moment, it happens all the time. How could she have fallen from there? You thought she couldn't climb. I want to say her neck's not broken, that she will be just fine. I don't want to say she's paralyzed, I want to tell you lies.

I want to tell this teen his buddies didn't die in vain. Because he thought that it'd be cool to try to beat that train. I don't want to tell him this will haunt him all his life. I want to say that he'll forget, I want to tell! him lies.

You left the cabinet open and your daughter found the gun. Now you want me to undo the damage that's been done. You tell me she's your only child, you say she's only five. I don't want to say she won't see six, I want to tell you lies.

He fell into the pool when you just went to grab the phone. It was only for a second that you left him there alone. If you'd just let the phone ring, perhaps your boy would be alive. But I don't want to tell you that, I want to tell you lies.

The fact that you were speeding caused that car to overturn, and we couldn't get them out of there before the whole thing burned. Did they suffer? Yes, they suffered, as they slowly burned alive. But I don't want to say those words, I want to tell you lies.

But I have to tell it like it is, until my shift is through, And then the real lies begin, when I come home to you. You ask me how my day was, and I say it was just fine. I hope you understand, sometimes, I have to tell you lies.

Please Note:

Copyrighted to Kalvere. Please do not reproduce without author's permission.
Kalvere, the author, is a Minnesota firefighter and would welcome any
comments at the following email address:
Kal The Rebel @aol.com

We would Like to Thank not only Our Brother In Jesus Kalvere, for his beautiful poem but we would also like to thank him for being there as one of our Hero's A Firefighter/EMT, and I volunteer on a mounted Search and Rescue team.
God Bless you Kal and Thank You For Your Gift Of Love!

"The Final Inspection"

The policeman stood and faced his God,
which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining
just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, policeman.
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my church have you been true?"

The policeman squared his shoulders and said,
"No Lord I guess I ain't.
Because those who carry badges
can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays,
and at times my talk was rough...
And sometimes I've been violent
because the streets are awful tough.

But I never took a penny
that wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime
when the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place
among the people here.
They never wanted me around
except to calm their fear.

If you've a place for me here,
Lord, it needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
but if you don't...I'll understand."

There was silence all around the throne
where the saints had often trod,
as the policeman waited quietly
for the judgment of his God.

"Step forward now, policeman.
You've borne your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on heaven's streets.
You've done your time in hell."

"23rd Psalm For all who serve"

The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want,
His comforting hand reduces fear to naught;
He makes me walk through streets of crime,
But He gives me courage and peace of mind.

He leads me by still waters in the path I trod,
And He says in Romans I'm a "minister of God,"
He leads me in righteousness as He restores my soul,
For His name's sake He keeps me whole.

When I walk through death's valley, right up to the door,
I will fear no evil, for He comforts me more;
For Thou art with me every step of the way,
As thy rod and thy staff protect me each day.

He prepares a table, especially for me,
As I work daily among life's enemies;
He gives me authority to uphold the law,
And He anoints my position in the midst of it all.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me,
Each day of my life through eternity;
As I long to hear Him say, "Well done...,"
When I lay down my life, my badge, and my gun.

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