The past is the past thats why its history,
the present is called the present because its a gift...

Why do squirrels run 3/4 the way across the street and then turn around just to get wacked by a car...they were almost there!

I love my "I WISH" poem so much that i entered it in a poetry contest see what you think please. comment and i will read yours too

Love is the only power strong enough to ruin a freindship..

Just one kiss,
or her smell,
would send me spinning,
under her spell,

now that touch isn't mine,
and everyday i cry,
my eyes will stay teary,
till the day i die..

Roses are read,
violets are blue,
wish you loved me,
like i loved you..

My pen is a main vien,
connected to my heart,
if i lost my pen god,
i would die on the spot,

cassanova no more,
ink spilled all over the floor....

Joys are often the shadows,
cast by sorrows.

Wish as hard and as much as you want,
but dont get mad or sad if it dont come true

Nothing last for ever,
its really sad but true,
i really wish it weren't'
all because of you.....