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Monday, April 18, 2011

The Library

Books smell like must
most are filled with dust
for students come to talk
and to facebook stock
some do study
but you must always have a buddy
A nap will be needed soon
because tonight we are all headed to the saloon!


Now finals are approaching
and students need some coaching.
The library is full
some saying "Studying's bull"
but their grades will show it
The rest praying they don't blow it.

The Library where books are to be read
and little words are to be said.
The Library where learning is flourishing
and caffeine is nourishing
The Library a place to nap in the corner
and for the failing grade mourner.
The Library a good friend of mine
and those nasty chairs made out of fake pine.
I shall miss our time together
but will remember you forever.
Oh the Library what a place to be
for graduating college it was a big help to me.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Rain

For flowers rain rocks
but I dislike wet socks
Wet hair makes me cold
My wet shoes tend to smell like mold.
Stepping in a puddle is no fun
but with rain boots it is a ton.
muddy dogs are a mess
Mothers tend to stress.
Carrying an umbrella can be a hassle
but it protects me like a princess in a castle.
The sound of the rain makes me sleepy
It makes me think that the Angels are weepy.
Then a rainbow peeks out with light
Shining a beautiful array of colors so bright.
For puddles and mud were for a reason
It has brought the sunshine season.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Watch Out Here I Come!

Swerve Skid I think I hit a kid...
No! a pot hole...that's going to take a toll
Red light! Brake fast...there goes my drink in the trash.

I'm a little bit of a bad driver...but I really am a striver
I watch and focus then...hocus pocus.... there I go... hit something but make no fuss

No more phone in the car... no more looking at the stars
Watching the road is where I'll be....that I have learned is the key.

Others driver are safer... don't laugh...people use to stay out of my path
I'm better now so no need to have a cow.

You can ride with me....life threatening it shouldn't be?!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

The Clock On The Wall

On the wall I watch the clock
Tick Tock Tick Tock
Places I want to be
Leaving early?  maybe thats the key
Places I have to go
Time speeding up- the chances are low
People I want to see
People that want to talk to me
Skip class is what I have decided
Yes my judgement might be slighted
Graduating in the future
Hopefully, so I don't have to be a moocher
On the wall I watch the clock
Tick Tock Tick Tock
My phone has buzzed in my pocket
Oh no it's like lighting a rocket
Increasing the announce of sitting here
but why does a small box hold this much fear?
Class is important right now
So I should stop having a cow.
Open my ears and eyes
Listen and no more sighs
I shall learn
And make my brain churn.
On the wall I watch the clock
Tick Tock Tick Tock
Each minute I learn more
Lets just hope my brain can store.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Heart Beats

The heart pumps blood to live but prayer and love make it a live.
Blood pumps through the body but hope it does not give.
Each heart beat bring a new moment to cherish
One to never remind you of when something might perish
Every breath brings a new minute of love and caring
Every one worth sharing
Nothing makes the heart stronger
Than laughing even longer
Love heals the soul
And will get you through every long toll
Pray and speak from the heart to the Lord
He can fight your enemy with a sharp edged sword.
Prayers lefted to heaven will be heard from up above
God can do miracles if you believe with all your love.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Beauty From the Hands Above

Buds sprout
Green leaves stem
The bright sun out
Petals start forming
Colors are showing
A sweet smell is swarming
A flower is born.
Sprinkle water
And speak sweet, do not scorn.
With love and care it grows
Bloom wide and bright
The new beauty shows.
But the flower needs sleep
Pedals begin to fall
Darkness starts to creep.
Here comes a hand from up above
To lift the flower up
To shower with love
Pedals reappear
Beauty is restored
Everything is so clear.
Help from a bigger hand
Can give back life
For this, flowers will always stand