POETRY FOR YOU 2 LOOK AT........:)
Prayers

A million prayers are asked and only a couple are heard, but all are answered by Him.  Four months ago He came into my life and it was a great feeling.  I was finally complete.  Some bad things have happened since then but I asked Him for forgiveness.  I have also asked God to help my family grow and get better.  So far everything is working out okay.  God is precious and grateful and anyone without Him in their hearts are lost and can be found by simply asking Him into your life.  I pray and He answers!
Friday Nights

When he says "Band Attention!" my heart starts to race because I know whats about to happen!  I am about to perform my routine that has been taught to me within three weeks.  We all have waited for this one Friday night.  Many practices and talks has got us to where we are today.  There is no other great feeling than like the one when we won the Stallion Classic.  The tears I shed were for hard work, myself, and Mr. Butler.  Some days I feel like "cussing" and some days I feel like dying, but never once do I cuss or die.  I push myself harder to make sure I'm my best.  To me Friday nights are a life time waiting to begin and start every new football season.  The more hardwork I put forth, the more tears I shall shed for me, Mr. Butler, and for Flags, a lifetime of memories I'll never forget.
"Lost Love"
As she walked down the stairs she thought of him once more.  She had lost her mind, world, and most of all her best friend which was her brother.  She sat down upon the stairs and wiped away the crystal clear tears, which she had been crying.  She remembered when she had his brown hair and blue eyes to look at and his warmth to hug up too.  She remembered the night that this terrible disaster happened.  She remembered all, the whole thing.  She remembered saying "don't do it, for you and I don't race please?"  She then remembered the cars colliding together and the car getting "beat up."  She remembered hitting the ditch bank and him saying "I will always love you sis, and I'll see you when you get there."  She thought to herself only if I know what was going to happen, I could've saved his life.  If I know I could've still had his brown hair and blue eyes to look at and his warmth to hug up to once more.  At this moment she stood up and proceeded down the stairs with one tear in her eyes for Dane.
All the poems I write come from my emotions and feelings toward others.  My poems are based on real life events that have taken place in someone's life time......to those people you know who you are.  Remember that you will always be in my thoughts.....forever love
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