Its your birthday Megan, this i can see
writing you a poem, is all you asked of me...
Crystal Mother To Be.... think 21 years and now...
and just to see him grow up. I remember Auntie...
We must never forget
The day tears were let out...
We want peace
Without the war...
I just got back from my solo ensemble competition,
It was quiet some fun...
:. This is a game that I was playing today with...
I’m going to tell you about a game...
The takes his place up in front
He speaks but yet all I hear is Blah Blah...
Thank you for being there for me when I needed you...
Thank you for giving me life...
The pile of flammable waste sits in the middle of...
surrounded by stones to stop it from spreading...
Twas the night before
and all through the land...
Go Wizards!
Go Aces...
Joy fills my heart
No...