https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/lkhanzetian/These poems were inspired by my daughter's death by suicide on 09/11/01. My life was turned upside down in one shot to her beautiful head. This has been a means to my healing and I will continue putting my thoughts down in poemjs.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/lkhanzetian/555894That's Just Life Shit happens to us every day, things we can't explain away. It's hard to let it go and say, "That's just life, it will be okay." But if you are able to see the light and not get caught up in your plight, but instead try with all your might and put up one hell of a fight, you will...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/lkhanzetian/555893The Master Plan Another year gone by and I am still hanging on by a very thin string, if the truth be known. The days crawl by, the nights are even longer, my heart slows down, then gets stronger and stronger. The morning comes and I wonder just how I'll get through this day, but I will I vow! I...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/lkhanzetian/555890Pitter-Patter (for John, Jordan and Jason Schott) Pitter-patter, pitter-patter I hear the little feet. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter a sound that is so sweet. "Grandma, Grandma, where are you?" says a little voice so near. "I have lots of love for you." "Here I am my dear. I have lots of love too...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/lkhanzetian/555889Halloween Poem for John and Jordan Schott (by Grandmom Linda) Trick or treat, trick or treat, John and Jordan tire their feet. Bob the Builder, Thomas too, join the Halloween crew. The scarecrows are in the ground and pumpkins scattered all around. With flashlights glaring to show the way they...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/lkhanzetian/555883Halloween Ghouls, goblins and ghosties galore all come knocking at my front door. I have no treats - not anymore - And that's what Halloween is for. So keep on going to the house next door. And keep collecting more and more.https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/lkhanzetian/555880Still Missing You (For Alethea Kugler - Spring 2003) Here it is - spring again. I've skated over the ice so thin! I never thought that I could get through these past two springs without you. The days come - the days go, and I still miss you so. It's amazing what you can do when there's nothing...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/lkhanzetian/555878The Suicide On a Tuesday evening I received the call. "Your daughter," - "Did she suffer a fall? What happened" I cried. "She had a gun." the caller replied. I'll be right there," I said with alarm. I rushed to see my baby - to touch her arm. They said "It's best if you don't - there's nothing...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/lkhanzetian/555876The Bomb It's funny how life can throw you a curve ball. One day you're on top of the world. The next day everything is shattered as though a bomb exploded right in your middle and there is a big empty hole where you used to be. You didn't ask for this! Why me? You wonder what you have done to...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/lkhanzetian/555874Face of an Angel (For Jordan Schott) My fair-haired grandson with the face of an angel. When you look at me I see unconditional love and a trust that all I do is right. The love I feel takes my breath the intensity is so great. I am filled with the desire for you to have the best that life can...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/lkhanzetian/555872My Salvation (For John Schott) My life has been a mess lately, and I didn't think I would get through. But simple little phrases like, "Thank you Grandmom", warm my heart and I thank you. Small hand in mine, "Nice day" you say as we walk outside. And as we get to the street your little head turns...