I'm proud of my ability to write poems at my age. I use my talent to help me express my feelings. Like when my Papa died I wrote a poem and my family liked it so much they had the Lady read it at the funeral. Most of the people came up to me and told me that they wernt really crying until the poem was read, and it made me happy sort of to get all the praise from it. I love writing and i think it really helps me. |
He lay in the hospital bed when she came in
She was young in the face and in the heart...
Do you
know what it's like to always...
He lay in the hospital bed when she came in
She was young in the face and in the heart...
And I'm proud to be an American where my farts can...
And I don't mean to disrespect the ones in the car...
Now simple things make you cry
When people ask if you are OK you lie...
Here beside me,
but you're gone...
"Why Would she need shoes to walk when she has wings to fly." |
Should I smile because we are friends? |