Here is an older poem of mine (about 2008) that I found in my email and decided I’d post. If, by the end, you have any questions or comments, feel free to leave a message! Here she is:
She hides her pain behind a smile
For soon after a while
She feels her life slip away
And there’s nothing she can do to make it stay.
Fate, karma, call it what you like
But this young girl, didn’t learn to ride a bike,
She stays inside, covered in fluff
The doctor said she can’t afford to play rough.
So this young girl, is bedridden, now
And her parents, they just can’t allow,
For her to live life normal anymore,
But still this young girl, died at age four.
Everyone said she was sweet as honey,
Nothing could add up to her, not even money,
She was carefree and beautiful, not rude a bit
Funny how one little thing can change all of it.
Everyone told stories, of all her angel days,
Some even swore, they saw her glowing rays
Well now for sure she’s safe and happy,
Looking over everyone, especially her family.
Her halo bright and beautiful, just above her head,
She’s running, playing, in their hearts, for sure she isn’t dead.
She’s making up her years in heaven, city beyond the cloud,
Watching every day go by, Protect My Family, she vowed.
These are some words that define you;
Your faith is admired, and your courage is true.
The nights are short, and the days are long,
And everyone’s singing an empty song,
But soon the song will fill with words,
because the melody is all that hurts.
Listen close and you’ll hear the chime-
How was playing your fiddle for the last time?
You played beautifully and the music still flows,
Sweet and easy in each of our souls.
The prairie breathes quiet with the absence of your voice,
I guess I grew accustomed to hearing that noise.
Sometimes I hear words you used to say,
Your angelic voice saying, “It’ll be okay.”
The times flew by between you and I,
And when I think of the memories, I smile, not cry,
I smile for all the days that we shared,
And I smile to know how much you cared.
To laugh and share jokes, oh, I wish that we could,
If I could be with you forever, you know that I would.
All that knew you are touched by your name,
I take pride in knowing you’ll always be the same.
Nobody could have loved you as much as I do,
But if they had wings, they’d fly to you;
If I had wings, I’d fly there too.
Here’s an awesome video my creative writing teacher showed me a couple weeks ago and I just suddenly got the urge to post! A cover of Friday, by Taylor Hicks, and some other people I don’t know- but hey, it’s funny, and an incredible performance!
Stephen Colbert & The Roots – Friday [HD] on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon
Yesterday was definitely one for the books in the munchies category of life! I managed to devour some Monster energy, amazing Arriba corn chips, tons of different cheese cakes, chicken strips, and wedges, Reese’s candy pieces.. and more.. om nom nom! At least I added in some veggies with my mexican pita from Extreme Pita- you gotta love free coupons!
Here’s a bunch of photographs; modelled and captured by none other than myself! Enjoy.