Never GoneLook up to the lightAnd ye’ll find ye not mournNothing is ever really gone.It just takes on a new form.The air, the dirt, the grass, the waters tooThe memory is still aliveAnd so are you.
Poem of LoveYou’re there when I’m hurt.You’re there when I’m not.You’re there for me when I need you.You’re there for me when I don’t.Caring, sweet and wonderful,You’ve set me straight when needed.You’ve been my rock at sea.You’ve been my shoulder when in need.There’s a bond that can’t be cutBut that’s how it’s supposed to beBecause you’re one person who will always love me.
The OnesThe OnesSomewhere on a Georgia road, under the September moonUnknown to her sleeping peacefully in her bed,An angel was called homeTaking two others with him to the palace in the sky.When morning woke her with its light,The horrid details revealed a truth too painful.As her family sat at the table morning,Her mind slipped slowly away.Neither hearing nor seeing, just simply being.Somewhere in her mind she knew the dream was realBut her young mind could not fathomHow the angel could just fly away.Two years past and still she did not wake.Then one day another pain opened the wound almost healed.She knew it was for the best, she knew her friend was suffering no more.But still her heart cried “Why her? Why my sweet, innocent sister?”Not long from that, once again September claimed another.How many more were to go before death had had its fill?How many more could be taken and still leave her standing?She cried and cried till the end of the year.In 8th grade s
When The Sands Of Time Run OutWhen the sands of time run out,When friends go their separate ways,When family members die,I shall stand here still.And when strangers stop to stare,They will ask me whyI stand here still.I shall simply say,“I have loved many and I have lost many.I have nothing left. So I stand here stillWaiting for time to take meWhen the sands of time run out."
Falling DownFalling DownCrying outHelp me upLight is fadingI’m screaming namesI’m lost and confusedI’m torn and batteredI’m dying slowlySo many lostSo many goneSo many holesToo much painQuiet doesn’t mean O.K.Quiet doesn’t mean safeQuite doesn’t mean wholeQuiet doesn’t mean life