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| The poetry written on this page is poetry that I wrote myself. Poetry is one way I express myself and usually is inspired by the dearest of people and experiences in my life. Not all of these may make sense or you may not think they're good. All I can say is that these are my words, from my heart. It's up to you to find a meaning. |
| I just want to shout out a big warm and grateful thanks to all those who inspired me. And I thank God for all the experiences I've had that sculpted these works and more. THANKYOU |
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| I abide in you Just remember that I am always there for you. Holding onto your hand tight. When they laugh at you scorn at you throw so many stones at you. Just remember that those stones hit me first. So remember that with Me on your side. You'll get through fight through endure through the night. When morning comes I'll be there to see you through. No matter what had hurt you. This I can tell you. Joy you'll have and love you will receive. With My cross you also recieved Me. So walk with Me. Talk with Me. Pray with Me. I'll show you things. Give you things and all I ask Is that you love Me. I love you. |
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| Poetry |
| My Snowflake There's a line between what isn't and what will never be. And the day those two meet at a point there'll be nothing left for me. I know that they'll meet one day. I dread that moment And in the same token I welcome that moment. As one dreads the end of a winter spell. The white splendor of the snow. How the snowflakes fall on your nose And melt in your hand. You welcome the spring with all of its possibilities All of it's charm. The flowers see how they bloom. That day will come. When my winter smile will end. The day spring will rise and melt my snow away. Then there'll be no more hiding no more dreaming of what could be. Because when spring is here That's when I know it'll never be. Oh, spring with grass and willow trees Why do you tangle me with your vines and your sweet perfumes. Why must the snow go away for you to come If only I could hold this snowflake in my hand forever. Never let it go never let it melt away Go on spring with your sun and your rain Take it away you know I will never see it again but why do this so recklessly oh please, take it away. This last snowflake is all I have of what I love But now I know it'll never be No it can't be. It'll never be. But for now as the snow falls on my head I look at my snowflake And I know that it isn't but maybe it could be. |
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