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I’ve seen a little fairy I’ve seen a little fairy In between the trees With small bucket and Tiny brush she dusts The trees with Silver shavings Creating a ...

“Seventh Grade” What is it about seventh grade? Everything changes, You don’t know what’s what. Your best friends turn away, Even when they mean the most They’re gone. ...

“Whenever I Swing” Whenever I swing, I’ll think of you. Because in heaven, that’s what we’ll do. We’ll meet by heaven’s gates, Then run to God’s speci

These tears that are falling, They’re falling for a reason. This reason is quite simple. It’s simple because of you. Because of you, I’m crying. I’m crying because of ...

Am I Really Worth- Less? Am ...

Bright, colorful light reflecting through the water rainbow miracle Tiny little beads are all dancing to the ground beautiful raindrops Dew drops on spider webs Carressing the silky strands Like ...

Every year We look around And the world Doesn’t make a sound On that day in Mid-November, The day that We Remember The sacrifice That was made. We’re in debt ...

I just found out that a man in my church has a brain tumor.

Have you ever wondered who plays on the playground when no one else is around?

I can't clean up hairballs...

The Season of the Dead. I'm not quite sure what triggered this one in my mind, but once it was set in motion, I couldn't help but write it!

I was so messed up, but writing this helped me see the light.

I was thinking in class the other day about what it would take for me to be successful. This is what I came up with...

Take a chance! Just look up! Things will look better!

A poem I wrote for a Remembrance Day contest. It won at the local level and is now proceeding to the provincial level...

Our hearts go out to those that are suffering and in need of help, but do we ever actually do anything?

We had to write a sonnet....but fortunately, we didn't have to make it iambic....so here it is:

A poem asking God to stay with you through today. I'm a Christian, but I accept that there are other religions out there and some may be offended...

A poem about cutting...not the most original subject I must admit...

I wrote this on April 16, Semicolon Project Day, 2014 for NAPO :)

A poem about cutting, if you hadn't already guessed that from the title :)

Who knew that Death lived in a tree?

That little old lady will always hold a special place in my heart.

This is my first attempt at writing a song :)

Ive been thinking about life and the important things that I've learned so far. I hope you can relate to this. Try to think of your own lessons too...

I read this aloud at a volleyball tournament and at the end, finally told my secret. I was tired of hiding and finally let go to be real.

It's been a long minute y'all