Life is like a blank page,
Waiting to be filled...
My hello to the world is my smile
I'll put it on and forget about all my sorrow...
Held by the hands that helped
To create me, and who I will...
Have you ever had enough crap?
when u just wanted to roll over and die...
Creeping my way down the ditch that I've dug..
sleeping away all my cares and concerns...
Travel-worn, weathered and weary
From my long journeys...
Theres so many things..
that id wish id known before...
--OK well, this is an acrostic poem using my name...
Cultivating as I begin to grow...
Young and sweet and very confused
all her life mistreated and abused...
This soldier died for you,
She’s from Iowa and Twenty two...
My eyes will close but I cannot sleep,
my mouth will move but I cannot speak...
Dearest child let it be known
Don’t hide what is meant to be shown...