It's a new year
A new day...
Insult me not
you have your way...
Silver bells and cockle shells,
overdue bills in a row...
The first word I utter in pain
The first person I want in joy...
Treasures priceless
not made of...
Remember I was shining
at my last book signing...
When I woke up this morning,
I got ready for school...
Your kites hovering aloft
beckon my idle one...
Happy birthday mom
may you have more...
He stands before
a holy , live idol...
I'm sorry, friends, but I will be going away...
Gods daughter from above
Clean as a white dove...