On edge of cliff he stood that night
With wrinkled hands he gripped the bow...
I found myself gazing,
Gazing at the milky way...
A smile stretches miles across my face
When I think of my little brother...
I want to post this one as I would appreciate your...
A poem just for you Mum...
Your face not but a night light,
giving me peace as I sleep...
Instead of frowning
at what I am...
I don't want to hurt you
nor do I want to hurt her...
What is it that you want me to be
what the hell do you want from me...
One hot summer day in july,
a little girl began to cry...
So many tears we've cried
The countless fights we fought...
Mom, i\'m greatful for all that you\'ve done
for the great person you\'ve made me become...
I wanted badly to make you proud
but even more i wanted to see you cry...