Life is a precious gift given to you. In the heart and soul of every parent, You are considered a miracle. Your life is what you make of it.
By Jessica Karris5 years ago in Poets
He’s got the look that makes my heart melt; And gives me a feeling I’ve never felt. And whe I look at his sparkling eyes;
You say, I never thought this could happen to me, But these things happen, And now you see. The hope of being together forever;
What do you do, When there’s nothing left to say. What will I ever do; When everyone expects me to never be through?
Is my life full, I thought it was; To love somebody, just because. You have my heart, and it’s key; You have my love, my body and me.
Blue as the ocean, I stare into those big, glassy eyes; And wonder what mysteries I have yet to know. Wonder if there will ever come a time;
Why do I live where I do? Is it because I’m used to this place? Is it because I like it here? O r is it because I haven’t a choice?
You look so weak, yet stay so strong; Fight and fight, so hard and so long. You feel so low, yet you stand so tall; More and more, with each waking call.
From night to night, and not a soul in sight. A slight breeze brings the hair on my neck to rise; And a bright moon shines a shadow of a lily below.
To know what passing is... Passing is giving up something, For someone else to get; Even if it’s someone you just met.
I could compare you to a rose, So beautiful, so pure; But to compare me, I wouldn’t be so sure. I can only hope, To be your sunshine,
It seems like only yesterday that you were here; When I couldn’t have a care, Or even a fear. You brought me into this world,
