I just felt like sharing one of my poems I hope you enjoy reading it.
An Angel shed some tears to- night ,
And they fell to earth as rain.
The thunder was her sobbing ,
And the lightning was her pain.
These tears she shed in sadness,
For the pain she knew you bore.
For the loss she knows you suffer,
And the hurt you must endure.
The sobbing for the heartache,
And the loss you’ll feel inside.
There’ll be an empty feeling there,
A hurt you must not hide.
The lightning brings the brightness,
Even though it shows her pain.
She knows that even with God’s Love,
You will never be the same.
But the brightness, of that lightning
Will light your loved ones way.
As they join the Heavenly Father,
On this very remember able day.
So when an Angel sheds those tears.
Those tears are meant to show,
That they are sharing in our pain,
And how they love us so.
So next time that it’s raining
Or you hear thunder in the sky .
Or the lightning brightens up the night,
In your heart, you will know why.
This is just one of the reasons we, as authors keep writingOctober 16, 2014 — Chris
This is just one of the comments on my Amazon book page for my book “A Hairdresser’s Diary.” Thank you Debi.
When I know that I have touched someone so deeply I feel blessed. God has given me away to share my story and bring memories back to those who lived it with me.
WOW Chris! When I went into fb and saw there was a suggested friend for me named ‘Christine Hannon’ I figured maybe it was the younger one…but NO it was YOU!! YAY! Then to find out you had written a book about your life and tales of hairdressing..some of which I had heard first hand from you a ‘few’ years ago as we sat having tea as friends or as I or my daughters Donna or Mindy sat having our hair done by you. In fact if I remember correctly my oldest daughter Donna was going through something at one time and you wrote a little poem for her. Now back to your book…so on May 6th I bought your book for my Kindle Fire and on May 7th @ around 11:45pm I finally could put it down…FINISHED! You see sometimes reading a book is easy and refreshing, like ice cream on a hot summer day. Compulsive and addictive, like a drug you just can’t get enough of..and these I found in reading Chris’s Memoirs. I cringed and cried at the life she lived as a child growing up but I first handed lay KNOW and have SEEN the BEAUTIFUL woman inside AND out that Chris has become due to the trials and tribulations she has gone through, and when Chris tells us she’s a ‘Chatty Cathy’ please BELIEVE it!! She is, but in the most awesome way! Thank you Chris for this awesome read! I CANNOT WAIT for the sequel