** I worte this poem 2 years ago, but I had it in...
Preston is my baby nephew...
Now your gone i have noone to talk to
nothing to do...
Can you laugh too hard?
can you smile too much...
Here's to the past I say
Mountain Dew nights and sleepless days...
Everyday in the morning
it's the greatest sight to see...
Is this the end
Or the beginning...
When I see you smile
it warms my heart...
In times of sorrow
there is always pain...
One of a Kind
water flows over stones...
I hear the rustle of the trees,
The buzzing of the busy bees...
Its been a long time, a long time for sure
since i heard your sweet voice at my door...
I watch the seasons change from summer to winter.
The leaves fall off the trees, as the same tree...