A poem is a very grand thing,
it brings joy spreads love and can make you sing...

What is the meaning of life i ask,
the answer could be an impossible task...

Look at the little boy he just lays,
you should look he is crying throughout all days...

Sisters can be good or bad,
sisters can really make me mad...

When you think life doubts you,
look at your past it tells true...

To lose a loved one could ruin your day,
to let them go brings you dismay...

Who can we trust in this devilish place,
everywhere i look lies a dobbing mace...

Whats that creeping in the night?
swaying screaming giving me a fright...

Have you lost,
have you failed...

You are beautiful,
you are great...

What is life without love,
without that white beautiful dove...

My life was a roller coaster mainly hard,
it was my fault i had nothing left to discard...