written 1998
She was a lost rose She wonders where she’ll end up She hears voices within She sees bright days and rainy one… She wants to be somebody
They were lying side by side In the mud, in the foreign mud. Listening to the music Of fire and steel, and jagged stee… With fear squeezing their hearts
The scent of a blossom So fragrant and frail Beauty of such quality As like told in a fairy tale. A symbol of life
He sees, as in a dream, The mythological time traveler, Flying by treading moonlight; High above a city Tinkling with silver sounds
Love is like a candle, Burning so bright, All through the day, And all through the night. It seems to last forever,
Remember those days when they woul… How about those weekends with ever… Or what about way back when they f… And when they got older and all of… Those were the days when they had…
Through all the stress and all the… The thought of giving up almost dr… At times he feels as though it’s a… He often relaxes and meditates, so… But with so much negativity how wi…
She gave birth to five children an… Then her first child was born and… She was named Jennell all beautif… She shook at the thought that she… Then Jade came along in her arms…
She has watched you grow since you… First breath... she will continue… Her death... They have shared the… Pleasures and their pains... They… Enjoyed their lives and material g…
Big as the proverbial bull he blun… His way through fragments and shar… Insect-like things too delicate an… His complete understanding; While the fire reaches out past th…
She heard your voice the other day… Though she knew you were miles awa… She started to harmonize like she… And all at once she started to smi… You were singing Summer Time in a…
To her grandmother, whose values Taught her well. That no matter how she hurts, to r… She never wants to sell. Though she felt at times, she was
He knows of a man who was so proud… Now this son wanted to follow in t… He learned how to race bicycles an… He then learned how to race motorc… Always this son followed his dad,…
What’s wrong with the world today And the silly games people play Money, power and greed Using people is now the way Too many people looking to easy st…
Oh Gloomy Death! Knocking on the door Piercing the sinews of her heart Tearing her soul apart Then, beckoning her slowly...