---------------Love
------------good, sweet...
My heart was beating in my mouth
The blood raced through my veins...
I don't cry if I'm the last in a race
Neither do I cry if I've lost the trophies and the...
At first I was born
And my parents were happy...
The scuffles used to work
When you were major players...
He said...
Today is the day you change your ways...
Nearing the end
Of our childhood years...
Schools are filled with students
Who watch their lives fly by...
Blue is the color to begin my day
It helps me think about things I say...
People say goodbye
At the end of a phone conversation...
When the rain comes
The King He becomes...
This poem's just a little piece of everything,
painted to look sort of like the morning sky...