My Heart is Amazingly Beautiful.

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This poem I wrote because its the way I feel about my family. Dose this make scene read it and let me know.

Submitted: September 01, 2014

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Submitted: September 01, 2014



Not many people understand that I have something that they cant see. My heart is amazingly beautiful. I make friends easy yet at the same time I am slightly reserved. My father is an amazing guy, He goes around on his Harley and speaks to thoughts in need. Not only dose He speak to the bikers he speaks to the homeless. I have seen my dad in a new light. Since He came and got me off the streets of Salt Lake City.

Its amazing I see my dad in a new light. I see that He truly cares under that gruff exterior there is a sweet and gentle soul. I am proud of my dad, I see things in him that I hadn't seen growing up. I see a strong independent Man yet at the same time He is one that is gentle and loving.

With his family He loves them, His grandchildren mean the world to him. And his wife she is a jewel that no other can compare too. I love my step mom as she has given me insite to everything I have gone to her for. Then there is my loving grandmother. My constant strength my constant help when I had no one. When its time for her to go with God I don't know what I will do.

When others were not there my grandmother was. When my mom died the only one I could or felt that I could turn too was my grandmother. She has always been a big part of my life. God gave me her to help me to show me that not all people are dark and distant. My Grandmother I love her to death and always will.

My dad and I have been getting back to a point of trust. I trust my dad to keep me safe. I trust my dad to keep things in perspective for me. I think in my life I have always trusted him but when hurtfull things were said by Him to me I shut myself down and kept away from my family. But right now that is in the past. That is something I am working on.

Now my two sisters I understand that my one sister has 4 kids a husband and a job. She is really diligently trying to help me as best as I can. She has shown me that even though she may be busy she will be there for me. But I have been reaching out to her as well as to my other sisters and they have done nothing. 

When I was in the hospital I called both of my sisters. I put my sister under me on the list along with my dad to get information. But my other sister seems too wrapped up in her own little world to even care for me. She lives about five minuets away and she couldn't even take time to get up and see if I was ok. What if I was dying what then would they still keep there distance.

I think my sisters are ashamed of me ashamed that I live in a shelter and are homless. Ashamed that I am in the position I am in. But what dose homelessness have to do with family. Family should always be there for family. And since I really don't have that I have made one with my Biker friends.

When Dad is gone I know that if I need help all I have to do is go to my friends. Call them tell them what is going on and they will be there for me. I have come to find many friends within the biker community. Since I don't have a bike YET I do what I can with what I have.

The biker bar has saved me countless of times. When I thought no one cared God showed me that there were thoughts out there that did. Last Wednesday I got out of the hospital it was about seven to twelve blocks to the bar. It was late and I was tired and frustrated. God brought me there and everyone that was there that went to the Bible studied surrounded me asked if I was ok and if I needed anything they got me my Meds and took me back to where I was staying.

It was amazing God Showed me that He cared through the people at the bar. I love the owners they have been good to me. I love the People who go there they are Angels in discise. Now I see what God means by if you walk down the path of raucousness I will bless you.

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