**I wrote this poem years ago.It was my very first...
Freedom means the world to me...
Today's the day
You can be merry and gay...
Love is Mother's gift
all she have she gives...
For the day of the year
Where your shown your the best...
She was born in the winter of 1958
Sweet luminous smile, big blue eyes...
You say you have one question
one question you wish to ask...
What is a mother?
A mother is someone you can always rely on...
Strength, Love, Individuality
These are some qualities you've bestowed upon me...
Its the summer of love, 1977, enjoy the peace
In the morning the homeless man will be deceased...
A breath of life,
I am me again...
Dragons in my bedroom
Drugs consuming my mind...
Heaven is where i want to be
it place of quit...