Words (poem)

Everybody has words way down deep inside
Everybody has words that sometimes can’t hide
Everybody has words expressed in the fluid grace of dance
Gliding, leap, soar the words twisting them into chance
Everybody has words in the lilting notes of a song
A gentle hum or belted tune free the words so strong
Everybody has words in a pen through which the hearts ink flows
Line after line it all pours out into novel, letter, and prose
Everybody has words desperate to come out, waiting behind shadowed eyes
A blink, a tear, a stolen glance turn the words into truth or lies
Everybody has words, quiet, sheltered, and deep
Words that no one will ever hear and no one will ever see
Everybody has words . . .

By:  Carrie Leigh


Separate (poem)

What are you doing in this great big world
As I close my eyes tonight
What are you seeing, thinking, dreaming
Are you alright
It’s been so long since I’ve heard your voice
Since I’ve seen your face
We’re once again strangers
Occupying the same time in space
I hope, with you, all is well
I hope you are reaching for your dreams
I hope the stars are in your hands
I hope you never think of me
So another day ends with you on my mind
Proving once again
That the best thing to ever happen to us
Was the day it came to an end

By:  Carrie Leigh

Unwelcome (poem)

Get out of my head
You’re not welcome there
Your memory is unwanted
From a past secretly shared
You have no place in my world
Of your memory I have no need
You were a hurdle to overcome
A hurdle I no longer see
So stop finding ways into my head
Through my memories and dreams
You’re unwelcome, undesired
You no longer mean anything to me
I’ve made my peace with our past
I painfully let you go
Now you are someone who simply was
Someone I used to know
I’ve said goodbye to all you were
I turned my back on what you meant
So kindly take what remains of you
Remove your memory from my head

By:  Carrie Leigh

The True Heart of Memphis

I will admit that this particular blog has been difficult to write. I have struggled for about three weeks to find the right words to share this experience with you so that you could see it the way I did. There were many false starts that ended with me hitting the delete button on the keyboard. But then today the words finally came.

A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to go down to Memphis for Country Cares weekend at St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital. As I toured the hospital I had what the St. Jude staff calls my “St. Jude moment,” that moment when everything that I had been talking about for the past three years on my radio station became real.

I’ve always known about the work that they do in that hospital, and how the research they are doing is saving children all over the world. But to step inside and see the hospital for myself . . . it was breathtaking and awe-inspiring. It is so colorful and bright. I could feel the hope in the air. It is not a place to go to be sick. St. Jude is a place to go to live!

That moment made me so thankful to each and every person in the world that believes in Danny Thomas’ dream as much as he did, and that continues to help support the miracles that St. Jude is making everyday.

The True Heart of Memphis

A gleaming white statue
Stand firm and tall
protecting the miracles
inside the walls
03 St Jude statue
In a sanctuary built
on a promise and dream
An army of hope
takes on a foe best never seen
In a world of color and life
the battle wages everyday
Where our children bow their heads
and, for another tomorrow, pray
Where doctors help the sick
and nurses bring the smiles
Where an A-B-C wall spells hope and fear
and the researchers never tire
04 ABC Wall
Where the bust of Danny sits
with his shiny good-luck nose
In a shrine to the hopeless cases
that, till every child is saved, will never close
05 Danny Thomas bust

The sun shines down eternally
in the haven of hopes and dreams
as children look to the day
of their No-Mo-Chemo bead
The walls give hope to the hopeless
They give another day, a month, a life
In the true heart of Memphis
St. Jude stands with hope and light
06 St Jude Children


07 St Jude logo

Memory Lane

Sometimes I miss you
Out of the blue
Sometimes I miss you
There’s nothing I can do
I can go for days
For weeks at a time
Then all of the sudden you’re there
Sitting on top of my mind
Sometimes I miss you
Your laugh and your fear
All the dreams you were reaching for
The insecurity you let me near
Sometimes I miss
Just being near you
The longing I felt
That made me run from you
There was no friendship
No solid ground
We were built on sand
Destined to crumble down
But sometimes when my mind gets quiet
And thinks down memory’s path
I miss the illusion I believed so much
I miss the addiction that swallowed me fast.
Maybe you’ll never leave my memories
You’ll always appear out of the blue
Just when I’m least ready for the trip
I’m down memory lane led by you

By:  Carrie Leigh