Nuts, rythem, passion, play,stranger and ending with proper are the words that the voices stated as I lay there on my bed and played thinking of this special someone I hold dear to my heart and think of each day invisioning us making love and passionate ties I lay there on that bed I didContinue reading “He Or The Stranger That I Can Not See”
Monthly Archives: February 2011
The Moment To One
You meet each other for the first time and your hearts begin to pound like drums. You gaze into each others eyes noticing no one else around. You begin to think how sweet is he…this hero I see. Day by day goes by than you exchange your first kiss. Both shy and now red inContinue reading “The Moment To One”
The Moment To One
You meet each other for the first time and your hearts begin to pound like drums. You gaze into each others eyes noticing no one else around. You begin to think how sweet is he…this hero I see. Day by day goes by than you exchange your first kiss. Both shy and now red inContinue reading “The Moment To One”
Daughter Of Mine
Daughter of mine There once was a day that you were born that you had put your full trust into me Daughter of mine There once was a time that you were so tiny that you would let me hold you all day Daughter of mine as much beauty as you show you still inContinue reading “Daughter Of Mine”
Like A Dream
When I saw your face you made me smile My heart fluttered sending shivers up my spine as it skipped a beat You were like a dream in the slumber of the night Like a thought in the clouds I lifted my head in belief while i closed my eyes in a prayer you were Continue reading “Like A Dream”
Slumber Rest
Laying my head upon the pillow in my bed I say a prayer then rest my head thinking of you as I rest while watching the snow outside fall remembering the winters of my childhood filled with bliss pondering in thought how much we’ll really see is this finally it or is there still yetContinue reading “Slumber Rest”
Letter to myself
I am writing this letter to myself in hopes that my life could soon be changed It’s just past one year now since your mom had died there are so many things I see in you that you saw in her things you see that have made you cry like missing her and other things you haveContinue reading “Letter to myself”
Fire Raging In The Night
Rages higher than the tree tops With many different colors of red orange and blues in an inferno of heat out in the fifty degree and sixty-five miles per hour gusts this crazy fire raging in the night too many houses and lives near by Surrounded in woods of trees for miles by and byContinue reading “Fire Raging In The Night”
Peacock
The Peacock- The Bird Of Royalty And Beauty
Have you ever just sat and pondered about the beauty and majestics around that of a peacock After many years of enjoyment, laughter, and love of the majestics of the peacocks I began to have a obsessions of their ineer and outer beautys taking many a photo whenever I was within their presences Then myContinue reading “The Peacock- The Bird Of Royalty And Beauty”