"We may never meet them (Hanson)...but we can dream and no one can ever stop us."...Caitlin (age 9 and Kim's daughter)

Hi.

My name is mine, not yours

Dont think I'm mean

Because I'm not

At all

I only have a dream

Like you

As you read my poem

The words a tangled mess...

Nevermind...

Just try to understand the rest

Sometimes I cry

And feel weak

So do you

But it's ok

They do too

They are the others

Just like you

When I see the others

Some with their dreams already come true

I get discouraged

And maybe even jealous

No, not the jealous that you think of

But I have a dream

So do you

It takes courage

To make these dreams come true

I'm not drop-dead gorgeous

And I don't care

Because when you look inside

You will see whats really there

Just believe in yourself

Because you are strong

And don't deny it

Ignore what the others say

They only say it to make you feel like they do

But they are wrong

No matter what they say

If it's about you being in touch with reality

Or if you are not good enough

For them

Ignore them

Because they are sometimes weak too

They cry

And pray to god for help

So do you

Just believe

You are strong

Don't give up

Let nothing stand in your way

Ok?

Now that you read my poem

The words a tangled mess

With no rhyme or rhythm

I hope you got a message

Out of all "the rest"

I do now admit

There way a little rhyme

But dont be fooled

Because this poem is mine

Now I let you go

To write your own poem

Not like words on paper

Or on a screen like this

But in your own way

Ok?

Just believe and never give in

Because I have a dream

So do you...

~~~Brittany Zaycer

My Take on The Hanson's Bio

In the summer of 1997

Three rays of sunshine filled the sky

First heard on the radio

and started their career out by mmmbopping to the top of peoples minds

Zac, Ike, and Tay one of a kind.

Middle of Nowhere First USA album.

mmmbop, Where's the Love, Man from Milwaukee Everybody went crazy.

Hansons Feel good pop music

got the worlds attention.

I KNOW IT DID MINE.

They wanted to be like the group Boyz 11 Men.

Where they can sing harmonies and dance,

but according to them only one wish came true

They can sing, But cant dance.

Now that you know A little about Hanson,

and have feel in love.

you would probably want to be thanking their parents

Walker and Diana Hanson for making those three cuties

for making everything, for giving the whole world the greatest band ever

HANSON,

Their devoted fan Kayla...age 9

She Can’t Help But Wonder

The hole, gaping wide...then came the sunshine

It shone so brightly it filled her heart with delight

She revelled in every smile, in every harmony

But then she had ask why?

And into the depths she dived.....down...down..

What was the hole? what caused this gap?

She sits, waiting..hoping..with all her heart

That the pain will wash over....keep going..

Who will save her from this drowning?...

But there’s that voice...the one that seeks the truth

Where did it come from?

Should she let it speak? ..now, after all these years?

She quietly says... I want to know the truth...I need the truth

And so the truth emerges...in all its painful glory...

And yes, it is glory....because the truth is the uncovering of a lie

A new beginning amongst the vastness of the aching soul

That has been revealed

And still the sunshine remains

Each day He touches her soul with the completeness

of the harmony, the closeness of their love

She struggles back and forth,

The sunshine owns me, He owns me, again the sunshine takes over

Then the realisation......she has a choice

Choose this day, whom you shall serve

What does this mean?

Will the sunshine go?

Will she have to say goodbye in order to serve Him?

She fears the answer, because she loves the sunshine so,

Can she survive without the joy that it brings?

Ahh..but who bought her the sunshine?

Who was the one who comforted her soul before the sunshine existed?

Who laid the foundations of her very soul?

Who sat by her on those dark nights when her soul cried out for comfort?

She kneels...and looks up to Him....

Her eyes look up to Him imploringly

Does it really have to go?

"Come walk with Me

The sunshine shall remain, for I created it

Who could take it away but I?

It will always remain, but please...

Walk with Me"

Follow Your Dreams

Far away in the sunshine

are my highest aspirations.

I may not reach them,

but I can look up

and see their beauty,

believe in them,

and try to follow,

where they lead.

~Louisa May Alcott~

Thank You

My life was once perfect

At least good enough for me

Until a dark cloud came

And prohibited me to see

Everything was so dark

Life was so unkind

I felt trapped and insecure

And was going out of my mind

I was screaming on the inside

But outside I remained unchanged

I acted as if I was living on the top of the world

Far beyond my range

But my real world was collapsing

Right before my eyes

But no one even looks up

No one heard my cries

I felt like throwing up

And puking all over someone's head

I wanted to choke someone

Or murder him in his bed

My smile & joy was no longer was alive

It was gone and has passed away

My wings of joy were forever broken

It wouldn't fly another day

I was just, oh, so close

To do something unlike me

But no one will ever wonder and suspect why

And probably let me be

No one was there to understand

No one was there to care

No one would ever know how I felt

How much more can I bear?

My heart and soul has left me

I know the end is near

For I would make it end

And my life would soon disappear

The night finally came

My life would soon be gone

I made sure to turn up the TV

So the neighbors won't think anything's wrong

This is it, it will end fast

I thought as I pointed it to my head

I close my eyes

Took a deep breath

And last tears began to shed

I was almost gone when suddenly

I heard something new

I should have known I wasn't alone

And that someone was you

As strange as it was you told me it was okay

You told me I could cry

In fact, you told me the whole world

How it's not worth to die

You told me you felt my pain

How you understand

You told me my wings weren't broken

They just needed to be mend

You told me that my heart was only lost

And not dead and gone

You told me bad times are meant to past

And will never stay for long

I finally put it down, opened my eyes

But no one was even there

The only moving thing was the TV

Showing 3 guys of blonde hair

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I listened to my heart, I heard your voice

But you I do not see

Where are you, for you have saved my life

Oh, please come back to me!

Soon the voice has disappeared

But this time my heart knew what to do

I felt confident and knew I was loved

And all because of you

Few months has past

And I was watching TV that one day

When suddenly I heard your voice again

The one I prayed for in every way

Tears came as I realized

That you were on TV

You sang a song that saved my world

And made me realize how happy I could be

Up to this day, my life is beautiful

It's becoming so clear and new

But I think of you often, and wish you could know

How much I want to say thank you

--Anonymous

Hanson-A True Gift

When I was little a gift was something wrapped in ribbons, bows, and colored paper. It was under the Christmas tree; it was in my hands shaking to see if I could guess its true identity. It was a child's wish a thing of desire. It was a doll, bike, paint set or a pair of skates. who about a week later would find their permanent place under my bed or in my closet replaced by something "better." When I was a child a gift was something anticipated but soon forgotten.

Now that I am older I have found a new meaning to the word gift. A true gift is never anticipated but given when least expected It isn't wrapped in ribbons and bows but rather in the beauty of the human soul. A true gift holds a special place in your heart and changes your life for the better. It makes you smile when nothing else can, it brings you more happiness then any toy ever could. It is never tossed aside but held onto and cherished. The day that I realized this, the day that i realized what a true gift was, was the day I took notice of three souls. I never anticipated them and now I cant imagine this world without them. They are a true gift, the real thing. There isn't a thankyou card big enough to send to the creative genius above for the unexpected, but wonderful gift he has given this world that gift Hanson, a true gift. Who bring joy to my life with their gift of music. Who have opened my eyes and taken over my heart. Never do I need another gift wrapped in ribbons and bows. For I now see how unimportant those things where. I have now found a true gift, the most precious gift, Hanson.

Okay thats it, thats how I feel about those three beautiful souls they are a true gift:0)

By Shelby Taylor

A TRUE FAN

A true fan likes someone because of their talent, not their physical appearence.

A true fan doesn't speak of someone's material wealth, but the wealth of their humanity.

A true fan knows that with the wealth of humanity, comes human imperfections.

A true fan, sees the talent, the humanity and the imperfections through the eyes of God.

by Wendy

Angels Voices...

It doesn't matter where you are as long as you hear them.

It doesn't matter who you are as long as you listen.

It doesn't matter how old you are as long as you understand the message.

It doesn't matter why you listen as long as you are learning something.

It doesn't matter when you listen as long as you learn to feel.

It doesn't matter how long it takes to get the message as long as you grow.

by Kim

STRAWBERRY AND CREAM CHEESECAKE

There are heaps of people who only like or hate others because of their looks. To those people (and everyone else!!), just shut up for once, listen to what I have to say, and don't think that I'm a total weirdo! Think of a person as a strwberry and cream cheesecake. A strawberry and cream cheesecake has the yummy biscuity layer, then the actual cheese bit, then the cream, and then the strawberries. The biscuity part is the person's body parts-arms, legs etc. You need the body parts to make a person, you need the biscuity layer to make a cheesecake, otherwise, both would be missing something. The actual cheese bit is a person's soul, spirit, mind. If a person didn't have a soul, there'd hardly be a person, if the cheesecake didn't have the cheese bit, there wouldn't be a cheesecake. The cream could represent a person's clothes, because the different types and patterns could be the different clothes. Lastly, the strawberries could symbolise person's looks. If a person didn't look all that hot, it could mean that the cook was just a beginner and didn't have much experience at decorating cheesecakes, but if the person was drop-dead gorgeous, it could mean that the coof was some terrific dessert chef, and had heaps of experience. It doesn't really matter what the cheesecake looks like, as long as it still tastes the same. It also doesn't matter what a person looks like. They could look as ugly as a dog, but have a wonderful personality and a heart of gold, or they could be the world's most gorgeous model and have a rotten personality and a heart of a rock. You have to look under the strawberries, and find the person that you've been searching for.

-Jen, age 13

A child will continue to love, until it is taught hate by an adult. An adult will continue to hate, until it is taught love by a child.

By Wendy

You stare up at me with a mask of beauty, But behind the mask, I see the imprisson face. You speak to me with such intelligence and wit, But behind the words, I sense the imprisson tongue. They act jealous, criticise and judge you, But they don't know the imprisson you.

By Wendy

Escape...

I sit there immersed in your world, filled with images I have created in my mind. Thoughts come to life and the outside sounds gently disappear. Your words fill my soul, and make me thrive in your very presense. With you around troubles fade, and real life seems so very far away. You make me think of worlds gone by, and of loves that last. You make life so very complete, and all I need to do is turn the page. I am taken in by your smell and the newness you posses. I dread the time we spend apart, but you will find me still. For stories must be told, and life must be recorded. Tomorrow will become a new day. And you will once again help me find the solace I crave to accept this world.

By Kim

We cried the same tears (the day the Princess Died)

We have different beliefs, yet we cried the same tears. We spoke a different language, yet we cried the same tears. We have different colored skin, yet we cried the same tears. We have different lifestyles, yet we cried the same tears. And the tears we shed, were of sorrow for the one we lost. The tears of joy, were of the happy memories we shared. The joy and sorrow are part of the inner emotion, that made us one, the day she died.

by Wendy

A poem for Hanson fans (who are tired of the haters)

They may mock their physical appearence, but we will praise their inner beauty. They may criticise the music, but we will learn from their words. They may destroy them emotionally, but God will lift them spiritually.

By Wendy

IF YOU COULD NOT SPEAK.. If you could not speak for just one day, would you be able to listen to words I say. If you could not see for just one day, then would you be able to see the real me. If we were all without voice and sight, would our tongues not pass judgement, and our eyes see more than beauty. With only our ears to listen, would we then begin to hear, the inner soul of people's voices.

Once again by, Wendy

You may have the intelligence to speak words of wisdom, but do you have the heart to listen. You may have the intelligence to observe knowledge, but do you have the heart to observe feelings.

By Wendy

BLUE

I have fallen for his eyes. They compell me to smile. They glisten. They implore me to come a little closer. I can no longer resist.

He takes my hand. His hand is warm. I look into his eyes, and I fall again.

The clearest, cloud-free skies cannot match the beauty I see there. A sudden flash---He smiles at me! His eyes dance with excitement. My heart jumps. There I go again.....

His hand leads me. We sit and rest, our toes squishing the warm sand between them. He looks at me again. Oh, those eyes!

He reaches down to the sand and finds a gift for me. A gift to preserve this very moment. His eyes capture me once more. "Mommy, do you wanna have this Hot-Wheel?"

By Mo

IF YOU JUDGE..

If you judge someone by what you see, then you are looking through another one's eyes. If you judge someone by what you hear, then you are listening through another one's ears.

By Wendy

You mean the world to me

So much you'll never know

My heart sank to my knees

When I thought I'd lost you though

Because your everything I live for

My heart, my life, my soul

And God sent his angels to reach and grab ahold

He saved my precious babies

Because he heard my prayers

Now no one can tell me God doesn't care

He's someone you can talk to

No matter how small the voice

He hears you I beleive that

But it's you who makes the choice

So say a little prayer tonight for someone that you love

He's waiting to help you, he's listening from above.

by Marsha

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