My thoughts
                                                                     they flow along these pages impressing
                                                               My every want
                                                               My every need
                                                               My every desire
                                                                     opening up for the world to see
                                                                                           but do they listen?
                                                                                           do they ignore what they see?
                                                                                           can they deny what they feel?
                                                               My words
                                                                     they disturb you
                                                                           for they speak only the truth
                                                                                 what needs to be said and heard
                                                                                       for it is
                                                               My belief
                                                                     that silence will only
                                                                           kill you
                                                                                 in the long run
                                                               My honesty
                                                                     will be what saves you from
                                                                           the world
                                                                           and the lies it flings at you
                                                                     but till you are prepared
                                                                       to accept what I am
                                                                         this remains
                                                               My Secret Garden.



                                                                                    Margaret Alexandria Yoong
                                                                                    March 30, 2001