I feel I am so privileged Kristy
To have met a girl like you...

Here I am; a teenage girl
Wanting so badly to change the world...

Big Sis I know times are hard right now
I know you want to break down and cry...

Just a little past midnight, you gave me a scare
You text “Chels are you up?” there...

*this was another poem written on my missions...
He sat there with cold tears in his eyes...

* I wrote this when I was on a missions trip last...
I didn’t realize what I was getting myself...

* I went on a missions trip to New Orleans to help...
Sometimes I get so sick of hearing...

My mommy died when I was only 2 years of age
Drunk drivers think their the king of the road...

There are times I want to tell you
You wouldn’t want me to be yours...

She was just fifteen years old
Brunette hair, long legs, green eyes...

So much for friends forever hey?
We didn’t even make it a full 2 years...

*I'm going on a missions trip July 20 to New...
In just one week I’ll be gone...