Your smiles are rare, something to savor--
comparable to rationing sugar...
Dr. Seuss and Mother Goose
Each told a very fine rhyme...
If I wrote a love song that made you smile
and all the while it's sang with style...
Behind gaping mouths await secrets,
Embedded in molars: untold gestures...
I would that moss become her,
Nestled green amidst the cracks...
Step by step, left then right,
She locks herself in her room to get rid of her...
Have you ever lost a friend,
or have you ever lost family...
We all have buttons,
and as hard as we try...
What would you say if i died tomorrow
that i was a lousy friend who only brought sorrow...
It's like I've told you all before
The mind's an open door...
Through bitter tongues of hate filled wrath,
we lose the essence of expression...
[[ My Re-make Of The Anti Bullying Poem To Fit My...
I am the person...