A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end.
It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends...
Most often I speak to myself...
Especially to poets and writers...
Friends are forever
forever we are friends...
It was my first time
How can I forget...
I was thinking about you a lot today
and remembered how i used to push you away...
Sunshine
I can't help thinking of you...
Everyone needs a friend,
to love them through the years...
I see you everyday.
But do I know you...
Silent tears flow down my cheeks,
Leaving stains as I do weep...
Departed from what seems home;
I have no place to go at all...
At night i would prey,
for your health to improve...
Dearest father, I'm still waiting for your call,
Waiting for you to take me out of this...