Twas the night after Christmas
and all through the place...
You are the rock in which I stand,
The thought when I am gone...
The Photo
This picture is of me and you...
On behalf of our 8th grade students
our 2006 graduating class...
Black is beautiful
and so am I...
They inspired me to write
They inspired me to say...
Lots of stress
Lots of pressure...
You were always there for me
By my side...
(This poem is about my mom because she is engaged...
Sometimes I just wish...
Looking down into your little face
Tear flood my eyes with joy...
Mirror, mirror that I see,
is your reflection really me...
When did i give you the key to my heart?
why do i love you...