Friday, October 16, 2009

Friday, September 25, 2009

Friday, September 18, 2009

My Dear Blue

I'm so proud of you.
I love the way you write the script to your own life.
Never lose sight of who you are.
When you fall, I'll catch you.
Or we could just lie here under the stars for a while.
While we wait for the dark night to pass.
It's okay to let go...
How you see things is who you become.
I love the way you make the whole world shine.
And see what others do not.
You will never be alone.
You will always be held.
You will always be loved.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

love

I wanna love like Johnny and June

Monday, August 31, 2009

dont move on

dont move on
dont move
dont move
dont move on
dont move dont move dont move on
at least just for tonight
stay here with me
just like we used to be
and dont move anywhere
and for tonight
dont you dare let go
and dont move on

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

blue




Have you ever watched a shooting star
Leak out of the universe's hands,
And trickle down, deep into your soul?
Have you watched love scream through the rain,
diving in for that first kiss?
Darling I bet you've seen it all, every bit,
With saucer, moon-sized eyes like those of yours,
Did an angel trade places with you, or are you naturally that incredible?
Without you, Dear Lord, would fairytales still feel so real?
Would comets blaze through the atmosphere as wild and free
as when you dance and laugh upon the balcony?
There was a bulletproof shield securely wrapped around my heart,
No, I had no itentions of untying that knot,
But baby, one shot's all it took, and you shattered it forever,
Watching you grow up,
sometimes I'm a child, gazing, head straight up towards the stars,
I'm trying so hard to find Neverland for you and me,
But it's nowhere to be found,
And it remains as lost as those lost boys amoung the scattered, speckled, universe,
Let me take you on a carnival ride,
Here, take my hand,
Spinning around, lights glisten, lighting up your beautiful soaring saucers, once again,
You smile, and I watch the whole world light up,
Almost as bright as your eyes, your beautiful eyes, tonight.
Spinning, we spiral around and around,
Hold my hand, giggle your beautiful sound,
I close my eyes, I don't want this moment to end,
I want to be on this ride forever, below the blanket of stars, close to you,
Your dreams explode before my eyes, pieces of them drift upon all the hearts around you,
The ashes of your dreams have scarred and burned my heart, dear,
And I've been told that this scar is a scar that simply will not fade,
Not until the moon crumbles, and the sunshine flares it's last goodbye, not until the stars shimmer and fall like acid rain,
But this scar will never cause me pain,
I watch you, intent to step in the large footsteps you leave behind you,
I run to catch up at times,
Careful not to let you out of my sight,
It's awfully difficult to keep track of you through the night,
But I scramble for your hand,
And I stumble to keep up with your bold strides,
But we've been all over this whole damn world,
We've balanced the traintracks, we've sheltered from the thunder storms, we've slept below the atmospheres raindrops,
Remember the meteor shower that slipped and skidded across the universe?
We skipped stones along the calm lakes of our past,
Floated across the bay of broken hearts,
Darling, wherever we go, there's going to be an endless rapid sea,
As long as I'm with you, well, it doesn't matter to me.
-oph

i will always love you. you will always be my favorite shade of blue.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

-hey there delilah

When I feel unnoticed
As if every option sounds hopeless
The shine in your eyes kindles a light
That I forgot was there, that I forgot to fight


Saturday, August 15, 2009

You picked up your feet,
Said you've been through enough,
You missed her too much,
To have been keeping so tough.

Time to pay her a visit,
You walked to the door,
Left your body,
Lying on the floor

Left the crazy doctors behind,
And said good-bye,
Kissed your family,
And started to fly

Up, up, up, you went,
To the ninth cloud,
Found your wife there smiling,
Amongst the crowd

You picked her up in your arms,
And said "Why hello,"
And twirled her around,
No longer hollow

Then you sat down
To a dinner for two,
And watched down below,
As we looked up for you

You sent us a star,
So the sky smiles,
The moon pours in,
Lighting the world for miles

We have nothing to fear,
As you watch up above,
There's nothing greater,
Par's unconditional love









Funeral Poems

God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, "come to me."

You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best

And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain
I could not wish you back
To suffer that again.

funeral speech


There's a lot to say about my Par.
First of all, he loved my Gram more than anything in the universe.
Any picture you look at of the two of them, and you'd agree with me right away.
He was crazy about her. The twinkle in his eyes gave it away right away.
When I was around Gram, Par was always only a footstep away.
It took me a while to think up exactly what to talk about, because there was so much to say about my Par, but more importantly, there is so much left of Par in this world,
everywhere i look in this room i see faces that care so deeply for the man who cared for us so deeply. I see his grandkids, who he took so much pride in bragging about at the Physical Therapy center and to anyone else who would listen. I see his children, whom he raised to become equally outstanding individuals. I see Gram in all of you, too. I see her nose and smile on some of us children and grandchildren, and Par's teeth and eyes on others of us (Yes, Meadow, having Par's lovely teeth traits, did just get her braces off this past week).
He led an outstanding life full of honor and pride, as well as joy and love.
As a kid, I always saw Par as the first one to pet a dog, whether it be the old English Setter lying on the floor next to his feet as he reads the newspaper to the young and reckless pointers us Hackett's have recently taken under our wing that he begged us to bring to show off to Jay Leno. He had such a big heart.
I remember every hockey game that he ever went to of mine because I always felt the need to completely give it all I had. Par was the witness to my first goal when I was a mini mite, and the witness to my first assist in the 18u Empire State Games. He always felt horrible when he missed a game anywhere near E-town. The night before Par died, I had a dream that he attended my first prep school game at The Taft School, too. After thinking about the dream a few days later, it occurred to me that Par would never have to feel bad about missing another hockey game...because Par will never have to miss another hockey game ever again.
Par's strong spirit and lively soul lives within each and every one of us. Par was an unforgettable person whether you knew him as Mister Hackett, Paul, Dad, or Par. I know for a fact that Par and Gram are up in Heaven looking down on us, probably seated at some fancy romantic dinner table for two. I'm positive that anybody in this room that is crying should only be smiling while they do so, because Gram and Par both lived and died with smiles on their faces. I know that Gram and Par are together for the first time in two years. They would only want us crying tears of joy, because happiness is the way that Gram and Par raised us all. Our lives now are a test to see how well they taught us, and how much of it we can teach others, now that they're lessons have all been taught. I don't think that anyone could ask for a more fulfilled life than Gram and Par had together.


Friday, August 14, 2009

one thing ive learned about life: it goes on...

escape reality
fragile: handle with care.
don't be afraid of mistakes,
as long as you learn,
it wasn't a mistake at all
light up the world with your life
you've always got family
I can look up and know the stars are holding you.
don't wait
dreaming never was about the sleeping,
it was about the waking.
youth is our most cherished gift
horizons will always remain the same
travel to great heights
go where no one has gone before
thank you...for everything.
explore new places
sometimes it's not what you want
know that you've always got a friend by your side
life is found in the simplest of places

look at life from different prospectives
it's okay to cry
life's what you make it
choice will always be yours
take too many pictures
even the wildest of girls will find happiness
chase your dreams
the sun sets just as peacefully as it rises
with our individual thoughts and ideas
embraced by those we love
to the sun shining down upon the fields
from this dark hallway
it's a long road ahead