"VISIONS" Written by Anne Thompson

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Do you know what your heart is for?

What Your Heart is for?

By: Annie Thompson

Thank you is just not enough to say to those who give. Not just from their pocketbooks but from their hearts. Some of us like to call them heroes. When someone gives from their heart it stops is dead in our tracks, makes us take a second and feel the awe and makes us all feel not so alone.

There are people in our world that care. They may be hard to find and sometimes we have to look real hard and so that is exactly what I did. I needed help. You see, I had been suffering from a gum disease that was painful everyday and also caused me to be ill for several years. I was caught up in the swells of a raging sea of illness, unemployment, pain, financial disaster and emotional turmoil with crisis after crisis. So, I made a decision to find a beating heart out there in the world that cared. I needed dental help that I could not pay for so I reached out to twelve dentists for the kind of help that could only come from their hearts.

I typed up twelve letters pleading for help and I mailed them. Two weeks went by and no response. So, I re-mailed the letters but this time I added my picture so they could see who they would be helping. Another two weeks and still no response so finally, out of ink and needing to catch someone’s attention I sat down and hand wrote twelve more letters.

Finally, one early morning as I was feeling like giving up, the phone rang. A nice lady on the phone introduced herself as Teena Paris from Donated Dental Services of Missouri. I have to say that my heart started pounding and I felt the grace and the warmth of love wash over my entire body. She explained to me that a Dr. Sexauer, a Dentist from Clinton Missouri wanted to donate his services to fix my teeth. All I could do was weep and say thank you, amazed. Someone out there cared, completely of themselves, completely from their hearts. There was love out there.

Today it is all done. It was an experience I will not soon forget. Some things can’t be fixed but sometimes they can be made to feel much better and that is exactly what this wonderful Dr. Sexauer, Marty and all thier compassionate staff did for me. They took the pain away, gave me a new smile and a new lease on life and a new faith in mankind.

Don’t worry world. The bad guys have not won and are not taking over. The hero in all of us is still outweighing the bad.

So when I ask God, “Lord, is there anybody left in this world who knows what their heart is for?”, I believe he answered that question through a wonderful man and his devotion to God and mankind.

Thank you Dr. Sexauer, Marty and all of the wonderful staff. Thank you for your love for other people and thank you for my new life.

And world, take a deep sigh of relief and know that there are people out there who know exactly what their hearts are for.

So Close to Home...

Hello there all. This just took my heart away. When my family first moved to Missouri from California in 1979, we moved to a little town of Asbury, Mo, just northwest of Joplin, Mo. We have family friends that live there. Please share and hold all of those devastated by the wild tornado's that have plagued the United Stated this year, 2011.

Another set of Lyrics Dug out of the spiderwebs.

My World


By: Annie Thompson

1998




Verse 1:

How can so many go so strong, so long

Thinking nothing’s missing and thinking nothing’s wrong.

There are souls grown so numb and cold so deep

That their hearts have grown to stone and they don’t even know

Till their bodies torn and battered long to be help by someone

Like me, held by someone, like me.



Chorus:

And I, I could face my world

Knowing that you love me

And I could be your girl

If there is refuge

If there is any solitude

I’d like to share it with you

And peace, peace, sweet peace you give me

Oh and it heals me

And I, I could face my world

Knowing that you love me

I could face anything

I could face my world.



Verse 2:

How can I find the words to say?

That I love you and I don’t want to go away

For you, only for you I’d live

I’d live for being alive instead of living to die

For you I would, for you I would.

And what would it take for you to see that

Living in this world is hard enough let alone being alone.

What I need, you give me. Don’t need to change a thing

You’re all that I need

To be your girl to be your queen.

Chorus:

And I, I could face my world

Knowing that you love me

And I could be your girl

If there is refuge

If there is any solitude

I’d like to share it with you

And peace, peace, sweet peace you give me

Oh and it heals me

And I, I could face my world

Knowing that you love me

I could face anything

I could face my world.

A New Song (revised)

Burn This Flame

By: Annie Thompson

2009

Verse 1:
I’m being haunted by your ghost
I’m burned out
Please let it go
I can’t take no more
I want to move on with my life
And find out what was meant for me
‘Cause this can’t be it.

Chorus:
So why are you in my head?
I know I said goodbye
I left you long ago
And in my heart you dead
I can’t forget those words you said
So give it up baby
You can’t burn this flame
You can’t burn this flame
I put it out long ago
You can’t burn this flame.

Verse 2:
You were right there
I could barely see
In the deep dark fog
But always close to me.
I could feel your breath
I was captured, imprisoned by
What was in your eyes?
But it was nothing but lies.

(Repeat Chorus)
Verse 3:
I lost so much
When you walked away
In our place of peace is where I stayed
I waited and now suddenly
I hear your voice
Please go away
You made your choice
Quit haunting me
Quit haunting me.

(Repeat Chorus)
Bridge:

I fell for it.

That’s what you told me

You said you loved me

Forever

On your lips

In your kiss

Yeah, I fell for it.

( Repeat Chorus)

The Dream

The Dream


By: Anne Thompson

Dreams, do they come true? Well, I am starting to believe because a dream has come started to come true for my husband and I. Don’t get me wrong, it's not as if we have never had a dream, we have dreamed. It’s just that we also started to live and in doing so our dreams kind of got put on the backburner. That is okay but do you know that song, “Sitting on the Dock of the Bay?” when Ottis Redding say's "Seems like nothin's gone my way and nothing ever seems to change. I can do what ten people tell me to but everything remains the same." Well, It seems as if this has been my life for the last 40 yrs. To me it has always seemed as if everybody that I knew had a purpose in their lives. Like everybody else’s life was moving forward and progressing toward something and while I on the other hand hadn’t even figured out what I wanted to be when I grew up and I think I have already grown up, well, a little more responsible at least. I have just been living on autopilot.

Then life took an amazing turn. My kids started leaving the nest. Wow! What freedom. Wow! What heartache. Once the fire of freedom started to recede and the heartache started to become bearable I suddenly noticed my husband for what seemed like the first time in years as “My Man.” Not as a father or a husband but as my best friend and my lover and what do you know but we began to dream. We started wondering what we could do with the rest of our lives. We let the dreams that we had let go so many years ago back into our minds and talked about what it would take to make those dreams come true. We made a decision together and decided to make those dreams a reality. We decided to turn those dreams into a quest. Something we strove for every single day. There were many days when all we accomplished was patience. We continued our lives as they were but we strove for the dream. Each day and each week brought us closer and closer to that dream because we did whatever we could each day to make that our reality.

For us that dream has started to come true because not only are we driven but because that drive has started to produce results. We are beginning to leave our old realities behind for a new one. A reality that was once just “The Dream” has been struggled for and now we are beginning to live it. It can happen. We didn’t get to start from the same starting line as anyone else and we never had it easy in life but now that we are living our own dream, the waiting all seems to make sense.

So, the dream itself isn’t important to anyone else but that you are striving for it and not giving up, not letting go. It’s the drive a person puts into dream s that make them the reality, even if it means waiting.

So dream whatever you want and never let anything ever seem to be impossible or too unattainable. We are living proof that dreams can come true, even in your forties.

In case your curiosity is wondering what our dream is, I will tell. Mine is to be a published writer/columnist and to make a CD of my original music, and my husband’s has always been to own and operated his own home and employment on wheels, to own a Semi-truck and be the owner of his own life and decisions including financial freedom. The truck we have always dreamed of?, well it is sitting right out in front of the house, bought and paid for. No debt there. Me? Well, I’m writing this aren’t I? And I will be cutting the CD soon. So, there you go.

A Little Respect Please!

A Little Respect Already…Please!

Annie Thompson

Personal public expression and free speech, in the past few years has, to some, been taken a little too far and way out of context. Our social environments have become a breeding ground for vulgarity and is being taken as far as it allowed to be taken by way too may people, which, for most, is too far. Baggy pants that expose the rear ends of those wearing them, vulgar language, boom boxes in peoples cars. These are but a few of the tactics being used these days in public where it can be very offensive to many others. What happened to having a little respect. Most people do not want to see your rear or your belly or boobs or any other naked part of another persons body unless we are involved. These days I have heard so many young people respond by saying that they don't care what others think. Well, I am an "other" and most of these actions offend me so why can't they keep it at home. Out in public is free space, not their space, so why can't those that want to behave that way keep their expressions in their own space? What can be done about this attitude?

Most people used to respect others by being polite and nice, being a gentleman or a lady. Is that behavior gone forever?

The other day I was reading a well known ladies magazine and was enjoying an article until I seen the "F" word. Am I ranting because I felt insulted? I will never read that magazine again. I love comedy but I can't hardly find a comedian that say's anything but curse words…so the comedy channel is out. To me fowl language is a reflection of a persons education and represents that person as a bad person. Maybe I come from a different world. I still think that in public placed, people should have a little more respect for each other. How can anyone help? Be an example and pass it along that we all want a little more respect from each other.

Thank you

The Wolf

The Wolf
By:Annie Thompson

Once upon a time there was a perfect little family with a perfect little family life. There was a mother and a father and a little girl. Now one day, although the little girl had been told all of the stories about the big bad wolves that lay in wait outside for little girls so that they could eat them up, the little girl decided to go for a walk in the woods to satisfy her curiosity and because she wanted to see the wolves for her self. It didn't take long before a wolf picked up on her scent and followed her. He had thought ,at first, only of his hunger and his need to eat her up but then, he thought, if he was to make the little girl fall in love with his human form, then she would take him to her home and then, he could eat the entire family.

So, the wolf, following the little girl for a while, reached out with his supernatural magic and looked inside the little girls mind searching for what she would love the most in a boy and what would drive her mad with love for him. Once he found just the right human form that he must take, he shifted and phased into a boy, approached the little girl and immediately made the little girl fall in love with him.

First he killed the mom because she was who the little girl loved the most. The wolf told the little girl that her mother had gone mad and died, and she believed him. Then, although most difficult, he killed the father. The reason the wolf was able to kill the father was because the father did not have the evil inside of him that the wolf had.

Then, one day, while the wolf and his pack were out, to the little girls ignorance, cheating and stealing, laming and raping and planning the kill and roast of the little girl, the hero's of the night finally captured the pack and put them away forever in Limbo.

Left all alone, with four little children, the little girl realized that her prince was exactly what her parents had told her that he was, a wolf and once the wolf had been captured and dissolved of his immortal powers, the magic spell the little girl was under was broken and she became aware of all that had happened. Then turning to run to her parents for help and guidance, she realized that her wolf had killed them and they were gone. She was sincerely alone to reap what had been sown by not believing those that loved and treasured her the most. She had led the wolf right into her home to rape and kill her mother and beat and kill her father. She lived out her years all alone, lonely and left wanting.

The End.