Just one more thing I have to say,
I wish he had not gone away.
I wish that I was not so tall
Wanted to know dad when I was small.
I wish that my grades were better.
I wish I hadn't gotten that letter.
I wish that my hair was straight
Sometimes I am too late.
I wish my dog was normal,
I wish that my speech was formal.
Sometimes I just wish I was not where
I seem to be at,
But I wish for these things,
I know I can't have all that.
By Heidi Dowell
I still like fields of green,
They remind me of being young.
I still like farms and cows.
I don't cringe at the sound of plows.
I still like gazebos and romance.
I still like to sing, still love to dance.
I still am myself the only on there is
I can still love someone else,
That skill did not fizz.
I am still capable of being a person
He was not able to break my spirit
You are saying he ruined me,
Well I don't want to hear it.
He knows what I want for dinner,
Before I have decided myself.
If I am looking at something,
He pulls it off the shelf.
He knows my heart and he knows
What I am thinking.
He takes care of me, puts me in
My bed when I been drinking.
He always says he loves me,
He wants the things I do
He lets me make choices
He never makes me blue.
He understands the reasons why
I am so weird and odd.
He is one of the only people
Who just adores my bod.
I cannot keep secrets from him
But it doesn't matter to me
Because after all he is my love,
Sweet as he can be.
By Heidi Dowell
