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Black And White Barn

Taken by Amanda

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A sea without sand decribes me without you, undescribable thing is what I'd do for you, When your world is blue, mine is gray and black, If I ever use you, I'd find a way to win you back.

Written for Jake Adams

The Path of Life

Up above the world so blue my Granny's in the sky
And everyday I wonder if its me she has in her eye
Does she see my every move Both the good ones and the bad?
I wonder if there's things I do that make my Granny sad?
I wish that she could answer me and show me the right path!

Alone

You are not with me
You have left me all alone
I think about you everyday
And wonder how you are
I know your up above the world
So high up in the sky
Though I wish that you were down below standing at my side

Witten For my Great Granny Claude Griffis

I LOVE YOU GRANNY -LOVE AMANDA

Has To Be

As I sit here and think of my life without you,
I see a blank page that saids “No Can Do”.
Our life together is meant to be,
I’m sure you can and I know I can see.
If ever torn apart in my heart I know
I would find you again for it has to be so.
The day our paths met, we were madly in love,
It was meant to be I swear it, “It has to be so”.

Written for Jake Adams

Abuse

I awoke, it was late and I knew something was wrong, so I went in the kitchen and picked up the phone. He came in and snatched it and crushed it to pieces. I just wanted to call to tell them my mother was being beaten.

It happens to often in front of young ones like me, but we often think that no one can see. They always say that it will get better but we wait and we wait, I think it will go on forever.

We sit and we wonder why it happens at all. Who fault is it? Ours? Theirs? Them? It’s? Does it help us to wonder whose fault that it is? Not much I think we would rather forget.

Just when the memory is out of our head, it seems that its time to start all over again.

Unfortunately, witten from life experience.

Things to think about

Is murder legal? Then why should abortion be? Are we not killing God’s planted seed?

Is there always someone in the world for everyone? Wouldn’t this require the number of people in the world to always be even?

Rose Petals

Rose Petals, spread across the floor. Makes an evening, for two, it the tub, ever so much more.

Rose Petals, tossed up and down the aisles. Brings the bride and groom, this day, those many extra smiles.

Rose Petals burning, to make the night hotter, In hopes to light a flame. To become a father.

Rose Petals placed, inside her crib, in memory of her mother. He has always know, he could never love another.

Rose Petals in her hair, on her wedding day, And the tears, that filled his eyes, as he gave her away.

By Douglas J. Noah