Inspirational Reading


I Got Flowers Today

I got flowers today....I got flowers today
It wasn't my birthday or
any other special day.

We had our first argument
last night,
and he said a lot of cruel things
that really hurt me.
I know he is sorry and
didn't mean the things he said
because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today.
It wasn't our anniversary or
any other special day.

Last night he threw me into
a wall and started to choke me.
It seemed like a nightmare
and bruised all over.
I know he must be sorry,
Because he sent today.

Last night he beat me up again.
And it was much worse than
all the other times.
If I leave him what will I do?
How will I take care of my kids?
What about money?
I'm afraid of him and scared to leave.
But I know he must be sorry,
because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today.
Today was a very special day.
It was the day of my funeral.
Last night he finally killed me.
He beat me to death.
If only I had gathered enough courage
and strength to leave him.
I would not have gotten flowers today.

I got Flowers today poem

 Copyright Sept 91 Allen "Two Trees" Dowdell

A little of the background for "I Got Flowers Today"
In Oct of '91, the author wrote the poem 'I Got Flowers' for a friend. Her husband was about six feet tall, she was 5' 2" and blind. She not only didn't know when the next incident would occur, she couldn't even see the blows coming when it did. I did not write the poem to win her, but to get her to find the strength to get out of that situation. She is now well, alive and my wife. Allen Dowell (Scotland) 

Domestic Violence

Remember you are not alone,
help is just a phone call away.

What is Abuse? - A Warning List

Many women don't think of themselves as abused.
They may not think of themselves as battered.
Many victims don't see the things their partners do to
them as abusive, and they don't see them as a pattern.

Abuse is about control. It is one person scaring another
person into doing what he wants her to do.
It is not just one hit. It is a pattern.
Abuse can be physical, emotional, sexual, economic.
It can also be criminal. It is usually a whole series of
behaviors used to get and keep control.

Here is a list of questions for you to ask yourself.
You don't need to answer yes to all of them to have been abused.

Has your partner ever...
hit, grabbed, choked, bitten, burned, slapped or pushed you?
used a gun or a knife or some kind of weapon against you?
hit you with some object like a bat or pan or belt?
hit, held or squeezed you so hard that it left a bruise?
threatened to hurt or to kill you or your children or your friends?
withheld money or food or medicine or transportation from you?
called you names, made you feel ashamed of yourself, humiliated you?
put you down in front of your children, your friends, your boss?
forced you to have sex when you did not want to?
forced you to perform sexual acts you did not want to?
destroyed or broken your possessions?
threatened to harm or kill himself if you do or don't do something?

You are not alone.
You are not to blame.
And, you can get help

Love is patient, love is kind, it is not envious. 
Love does not brag, it is not puffed up.
It is not rude, it is not self-serving, 
it is not easily angered or resentful. 
It is not glad about injustice, but rejoices in the truth. 
It bears all things, believes all things, 
hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. 
But if there are prophecies, they will be set aside; 
if there are tongues, they will cease; 
if there is knowledge, it will be set aside. 
For we know in part, and we prophesy in part, 
but when what is perfect comes, the partial will be set aside.
When I was a child, I talked like a child, 
I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. 
But when I became an adult, I set aside childish ways.  
For now we see in a mirror indirectly, 
but then we will see face to face. 
Now I know in part, but then I will know fully, 
just as I have been fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. 
But the greatest of these is love.

A House With Many Windows

She lives in a house with many windows,
The view from each, obscured by bars.

She walks through empty rooms,
Where her children once were.

She stares at a silent telephone,
That once rang with the laughter of 
family and Friends.

Her mind is jumbled and confused,
When did one day stop and another begin?

Appeasing him, is her only goal,
As she nurses the bruises inflicted on her body, 
Sometimes her heart but, mostly her soul.

Copyright 2000 Sara Kennedy - All rights reserved 


For so long she has been deep inside the earth.

The stones, the rocks, and the boulders all weighing down on her,

oppressing her. She has struggled against her prison, her tomb,

her enclosure, her stone cell. Now she is emerging as a new person.

Reborn and coming out of the stone, alive again.

She feels the warmth and the light of the day.

Rejoice – I am here.

My struggle is over.


Natalie Professed to be a Free Spirit

She wants so much to be free.

Free to express herself, free to be

Her real self, free to be somebody

Else, free of obligations, attachments,

Entanglements which bind her, hold

Her down. She struggles to proclaim

That she is a free spirit. She loudly

And proudly proclaims that she is a

Free spirit. She defies you with her

Stare and attitude challenging you to

Question her freedom. She is

Challenging you with her freedom.

This is not her true self.

She can not see. Her only cage

Is the one she made herself.

My Sister Calls to Me

My Sister, Sister, Sister Sis she calls to me.I feel her.
She flows through me.
Why did she leave?
Where did she go?
I am lost without her.
I can’t sleep, I can’t sit still.
I can’t get a grip on it.
I can’t get around it.
I can’t breath, But
She still calls to me.
Sister, sister, sis, sis……… sis
She calls to me, but I can’t answer.
Why can ‘t I answer?
Why can’t my hand stop shaking?
I look for her everywhere, in everybody,
In everything, but I don ‘t see her.
But still she calls to me.



She is at Peace with the World

She has struggled for so long.

Every turn and twist has been

A disappointment. The pain and

The effort were almost too much to bear.

Somewhere, somehow peace of spirit has descended

Over her being. How it happened

She does not know.

But now, finally, she is at  peace with

The world and at peace with herself.