Snow resembles fun
Snow resembles days off school...

I would like to thank everyone
That chose to visit this site...

You can not see your hurting
My painful broken life...

You know when you have met that someone
You get a warm feeling inside...

There have been some clear regrets
That have distort along the way...

Listening to every word spoken
Hearing everything loud and clear...

Seasons show change
With colours in the leaves...

When I was a baby
At only the age of four...

You know that feeling in your stomach
The one that never seems to go away...

Annie you are a true friend
There to lend support...

Nature has that imagery of beauty and poise
But no one knew it had destruction...

The pain of grieving is too much
With cold and rolling eyes...