She had a future as bright as the sun.
a smile that could light up a room.
Now she's an angel up above.
flying over clouds oh so white.
You will be remembered,
forever I will never forget you.
I will always wish best things.
You are in God's home now:
Flying over the raindrops,
singing to rainbows.
She's a hero in my eyes.
My Story
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Hard Work Equals Labor
If you don't work hard, then you won't know if you touched somebody with your kindness.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Butterflies and Nerves
Prom was last night, and i had butterflies and nervers. But they went away fairly quickly.
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Do You Ever Wish?
Do you ever wish,
that i flew with angels?
Upon the brightest of Skies,
I do sometimes.
Do you sometimes wonder,
if what you see in me, is real.
Flying on an angel's wing,
touching the unknown.
Do you wonder, if you could be me.
I wish all these things someday.
Someday, i will ride on drops of rain.
My heart overflows, as i exhalt in the everlasting
light. Becoming a King of heaven's gates.
When night falls, and moon's shine.
I will bow down to my God. and give thanks.
Do you notice the stars?
That's me the brightest one
I will shine upon my very best,
Sleeping on clouds of soft surrender,
That's where i'll be,
come with me upon an angel's wing.
Into the distance of the unknown,
do you ever wish, these things too?
that i flew with angels?
Upon the brightest of Skies,
I do sometimes.
Do you sometimes wonder,
if what you see in me, is real.
Flying on an angel's wing,
touching the unknown.
Do you wonder, if you could be me.
I wish all these things someday.
Someday, i will ride on drops of rain.
My heart overflows, as i exhalt in the everlasting
light. Becoming a King of heaven's gates.
When night falls, and moon's shine.
I will bow down to my God. and give thanks.
Do you notice the stars?
That's me the brightest one
I will shine upon my very best,
Sleeping on clouds of soft surrender,
That's where i'll be,
come with me upon an angel's wing.
Into the distance of the unknown,
do you ever wish, these things too?
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Monday, April 1, 2013
The Life Tree
Over the meadow,
A tree grows from a seed.
The branches slowly, grow
One by one, the tree gets black.
representing the symbol of death.
But yet the tree fades
from green to black.
the tree endoures those memories,
If the tree dies then the memories die.
As winter falls the memory branc come invadehes fall,
Summer comes around, the memories retrieve themselves.
From the dusty corners of their graves.
Over time, the memories fade,
until new memories come invade.
A tree grows from a seed.
The branches slowly, grow
One by one, the tree gets black.
representing the symbol of death.
But yet the tree fades
from green to black.
the tree endoures those memories,
If the tree dies then the memories die.
As winter falls the memory branc come invadehes fall,
Summer comes around, the memories retrieve themselves.
From the dusty corners of their graves.
Over time, the memories fade,
until new memories come invade.
Changes are About to come
Never have i imagined, that i would have these things happpen to me. I mean all the feelings in me are happy.
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