These poems were sent in by:Tracy, SilverWing and lil@ngel
Angel Heart
The soft blue waves ran over the sand, The sun is golden red as it sets in the west, The sand stings my feet as I look to the horizon, The Angel Heart is nowhere to be seen, Oh I wish it would appear, For my Mama said she would come back, When it was time, She died two years ago today, Oh sonny, she said, Please don't forget me, I am going away now, Wait for the Angel Heart, For I'll be aboard, Don't weep when I am gone , I will be happier there, Just watch the horizon , For the blue sails of the An-gel Heart... No more did I hear from her, as she faded away from me, I realized she was dying, I tried to get my daddy, before I knew it she was dead, I was still in her arms when she died, A smile on her face, That never died away, My daddy was crying, never really stopped, Until the next morning, I found him in his bed, Just like Mama he went away happy, Now they both dead, I was all alone with my sorrow, I couldn't stay there, It hurt too much, I ran away to the beaches, Where no one would never find me, I built a shack with the few pieces of wood, That would come adrift, Everyday I waited for her to come for me, On the Angel Heart, This night I eat my fish in sorrow, Mama isn't here with me, Every night I dream of her, Now as the diamonds come through the velvet sky, I cry for my mama, Oh when are you coming for me!, I can't take it anymore!, I go to sleep too close to the edge, I know what has got to be done, I let the ocean swallow me up, Taking me away from hell, To a better place I hope, I suddenly find myself on land, Right near a big dock, I see the big blue sails, The name on the side strikes a memory, I cry out in joy, Oh mama I've waited so long, You have come to me just as you said, Impatience is in my voice as I wait for her to dock, She flies off the ship, Just as fast as she can, She comes to hug me, With daddy not far behind. Copyright (c) 1996 By Michelle---Natures' Pleasures I see a bird, high in the sky It sings me a song as it flutters by I hear a bee, buzzing in my ear Collecting some honey to store for the year I smell some honeysuckle, so fragrant and sweet It reminds me of Grandmas' jam, that I love to eat There are so many things of nature that I love So peaceful and quite, like Heaven above
Good and Evil Sometimes people say mean things When I die I shall have wings Those who are not very nice They shall have to pay the price
Grandpa Grandpa, were you listening when I said I love you, too? Grandpa, were you watching when I learned to tie my shoe? Grandpa, did you see me on my First Communion Day? Grandpa, were you with me when I acted out my first play? You've been very special to me, and that I thank you for. You'll always have a special place in my heart, a placeforever more!
You do so many special things, That make life more worthwhile. You always seem to take the time, To understand and share a smile. And because you give such happiness, Through thoughtful things you do. It`s wonderful to take thischance, To wish life's best for you.WHAT IT MEANS TO BE ME
When everybody around me is joining the crowd, and Ifeel that it won't make me proud, I stick to myself, cause' Iknow all a long, that's what it means to beme. If I feel happy, when I feel sad, my feelings arereal, and that makes me glad, to know that I am genuine andunique...being myself is what I seek. I am what I am, and that'show I know, just what it means to be me. My decision counts, for what I am, when it all works outI know I can trust myself to make the right choice, and that iswhat it means to be me.I WILL CHERISH
Each day was as sweet as could be Each thought is as nice as can be Never shall we part I pray But,sad it is that fate put itthis way So, each moment I shall remember and each thought I will cherish It seemed like we were togetherforever But,now time had come that we part Go our separate ways Knowing not what ahead of us lays But what I do know is that each moment I shall remember and each day I will cherish For we will be friends forever and I shall remember you in myheart till death doth us partTHE BOX IN THE BASEMENT
They told me never to open thisbox. They tied it with ropes and locked itwith locks. But I found the scissors and I foundthe keys, And I'm down in the basement and down onmy knees. And I am trying to open the box That is tied with ropes and lockedwith locks. But I can not get it to budge, whileI'm trying I'm yelling "Oh Shoot" and "OhFudge." I tried cutting the ropes and unlockingthe locks, But for some reason I can not openthis box. Now I got out the saw And I begin to hem and haw. I put all my strength and sawed offthe rope. But I can not open the lock nope,nope. I am beginning to sweat all over, I just wish I could open thisbox and have the luck of a four leafclover! I am starting to get upset andmad, But wait a minute something justpopped And the box is open. Now I am glad! The EndBEING YOURSELF
Being yourself means Never having to change Into somebody else. Being yourself is being known As a responsible person So that people will look at you And say, "she’s reliable." Never change Be yourself Your true self Is is the best you can be.The Site Fights By SilverWing
A place for fighting, a place for friends, a place of togetherness which never ends. A place for faeries, a place for fun, a place for "fighting and friendships begun!" For the greatest things to ever begin, when in the Site Fights you'll always win!Beliefe SilverWing
A unicorn grazes in the nearby field; a pheonix overhead refusing to yield to a swooping gryphin persuing its prey as the fading night creeps into day. A fairy giggles from a nearby glen; a pegases lands with grace, and then the magestic dragon hords her gold from the foolish knight so mighty and bold. The firelight dances in the shadows that linger as a evil hag points a devilish finger over the land as the sun's rays weave. Now tell me, friend, do you believe?