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Welcome To My HomePage
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My Life,My Birds,My Poetry
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 Welcome to my page. I am the mother of 3 Very active little boys,besides raising Kids,i also raise birds[they are much easier.]I breed cockatiels and conures. I am owned by a Mini Hahns Macaw named Chi-Chi. She is 4 months old and talks really well,though she cannot out talk my kids yet.She loves to take baths[can wash walls at the same time]She is an amazing bird,after all,"Birds Are People Too!!! She follows me around the house like a puppy dog too. In my spare time,i like to write poetry[when i can think straight]. I dont get out too often,but when i do,i like to play pool,dance and listen to Country&Western,especially Brooks&Dunn.I like Disco Too. And if i drink enough of the "right Stuff" i might even get up to the "mic" and sing Kareokie. EAT YOUR HEART OUT,SHANIA TWAIN!!!
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Im thankful for my life,Being a mother i can see,It gets hard,things arent always "right", But being a mother is a special thing to be.Just to hear their voice,and to see that happy face,If i still had a choice,i would stay right here in my place[with my kids] To them it doesnt always show,But they know i love them very much,Being a parent we all know,Raising kids today can be tough. They grow up so fast,Sadly,some dont get to grow up at all,Before we know it,its all past,Before we know it,they will be 6 feet tall. Take care of the little ones,Because without them,what would you do?? God bless my 3 sons,For them,my love will always be true. Dedicated to my 3 boys, Travis,Cody & Jacob. 
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Motherly Love, by Lisa Foster
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A Poem on the darker side!!
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One dark summer night,You left me laying in the rain, I have never known such fright,I have never felt such pain. My eyes are floating in tears,The rain streaming down my face,All alone to face my fears,Somebody Help Me,help me out of this place.My body is starting to shake,My clothes just ripped and torn,I dont know how much more i can take,The knife still in me,imbedded like a thorn. Everything looks so grim,My eyes feel like they are glued shut,My god,what did i do to him?? To be left alone,bleeding,hurting so bad..im about to give up. I should have stayed,not wandered from my love,For now i am helpless as can be,My wound is flowing noe,ingulfing me like a flood,Used,thrown away and left to die,My life passing me by.Written by Lisa Foster
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