prose

all of my poems. both rhyming and not

Friday Nights

you.....

Attacked

angry at him i watch what he does he hurts my friends and doesnt seem to care but when i confront him they all swoon to attack they yell at me from all corners that i am selfish

Courage

What is courage? Courage is not just brandishing a sword and going into battle, or standing up for what is right even when you stand alone.

my one true love.....

my one true love is not the sexy guy that everyone likes and thinks is hot. And yet...

through life's hard storm.

life is hard but none can feel safe with out someone to hold them

him.... his descriptions

His hair so brown its almost black. But when its black the twinkle in his eye is gone. Hair long and curly it ''fish hooks'' is eyes He smells so wonderful a mix of hard work and fun.

me and the one i love

He kisses my forehead he holds me close He tell me he loves me he comes late at night to give me a hug. He is the last thing on my mind as i go to sleep at night and the second thing

Girls Camp. My last Year.

Up in the mountains The air so pure Being together with girls we know Laughing and loving and learning from each other From a first year beehive To a last year laurel We all band together

the pain of love

Lying to me saying He is sad he ignores me, When really he just Wants a promised girl

The First Kiss

I looked up at him Heart full of glee “Yes” I replied And leaned in closer

First love

The very first look You know your in love Both yours and theirs meet Both hearts hope Hands clasp together now Your love starts to grow Then the hug The long hold me forever hug

Thank you to my best friends ex

a note To the ex of my best friend.