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Within my heart a garden grows,
Wild with violets and fragrent rose,
Bright daffodils line the narrow path,
My footsteps silent as I pass.
Sweet tulips nod their heads in rest;
I kneel in prayer to seek God's best.
For round my garden a fence stand firm,
To gaurd my heart so I can learn,
Who should enter, and who should wait,
On the other side of my locked gate.
I clasp the key around my neck,
And wonder if the time is yet.
If I unlocked the gate today,
Would you come in? Or run away?

~ A poem quoted from "A Promise is Forever", by Robin Jones Gunn



I took my heart in my hand
(O my love, O my love),
I said: Let me fall or stand,
Let me live or die,
But this once hear me speak,
(O my love, O my love)
Yet a woman's words are weak;
You should speak, not I.
You took my heart in your hand
With a friendly smile,
With a critical eye you scanned,
Then set it down,
And said: It is still unripe,
Better wait a while;
Wait while the skylarks pipe,
Til the corn grows brown.
As you set it down it broke-
Broke, but I did not wince;
I smiled at the speech you spoke,
At your judgement that I heard:
But I have not often smiled,
Since then, nor questioned since,
Nor cared for corn-flowers wild,
Nor sung with the singing bird.
I take my heart in my hand,
O my God, O my God,
My broken heart in my hand:
Thou hast seen, judge Thou
My hope was written on sand,
O my God, O my God;
Now let Thy judgement stand-
Yea, judge me now.
This condemned of a man,
This marred one heedless day,
This heart take Thou to scan
Both within and without:
Refine with fire and its gold,
Purge Thou its dross away-
Yea hold it in Thy hold,
Whence none can pluck it out.
I take my heart in my hand-
I shall not die, but live-
Before Thy face I stand;
I, for Thou callest such:
All that I have I bring,
All that I am I give,
Smile Thou and I shall sing,
But shall not question much.
~ Twice by Christinia Rossetti



What I'm From...

I'm from the willow tree planted next to my driveway,
From the bright green frogs that hide there in the summer.
I'm from the strawberry patch at my Nana and Poppy's,
From the way my parents yelled at me when I did something naughty.
I'm from "Dadgumits!" and "Git 'er done!"
From singing in the shower and long bubble baths.
I'm from the fights with my brother,
From long talks with old friends.
I'm from running through the sprinkler on a warm summer afternoon,
From a father I never knew, a mom who never wanted harm to come to me, and a step-dad who will always be my true daddy.
I'm from the books I adore,
From playing soccer in the rain and loving every slide-tackle I committed.
I'm from wild New year partys,
From "Summer Lovin" and "Baby got Back"
I'm from crushes galore,
From long hard cries.
I'm from playing Truth or Dare late into the night,
From nightmares after scary movies.
I'm from laughing until it hurts,
And Musicals, and Comedies, and Romances.

I'm from all these things,
Private memories,
Things you don't understand, but wish you could.



This is a poem I wrote about my BFF Stefani, who moved away; Every word in this is true!

There was a girl named Stefani,
Who loved to cheer and shout,
She had some other siblings who,
Would always mope and pout.
She wasn't the favorite daughter,
In fact she was the least,
Her step-mom so to say was such,
An awful, wicked beast.
Her dad was a big pushover,
Step-mom made all the rules,
Stef was like Cinderella,
Left to polish the stools.
Stef's only friends were taken by,
Her sisters mean and snooty,
My friends and I became her friends,
We made that our duty.
But Step-mom wouldn't hear of that,
Stef was not to be glad,
She stole Stef's charity money,
Which made her very sad.
I took Stef out to dinner,
She said she had a blast,
My folks said she did not deserve,
Such a hideous past.
A few weeks passed and Stef was good,
Her life was going great,
But then she came to school in a
Down right unsightly state.
There were scratches all over her,
Her eyes were black and blue,
We knew her step-mom was awful,
But this was something new.
Turns out her sister's bouyfriend had,
Beaten her up to thrill,
Her step-mom evil and vicious,
Whom we all sought to kill.
Turns out this wasn't required,
The police were involved,
But Step-mom was a clever one,
And the crime was soon dissolved.
Stef became too much trouble,
Step-mom kicked her out,
Now Stef lives in Beaverton where,
Life is better no doubt.
So be thankful for the parents,
That God has given you,
Do not complain or moan or groan,
For God is good, it's true.

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