Come along, Come with me,
I'll show the hands that cares for me...
Here's a poem
Written from my heart...
Your heart's so pure
but it is so cold...
I am your child: the unborn infant within your...
Filled with innocence, purity, and hope...
What was earth but a boring place;
To get up in the morning,with a million problems...
Its my birthday today
But I can't be happy and gay...
Wow 5 years already
its all gone by so dang fast...
Trustworthy? If not you
then who could it ever be...
Motherhood is the most difficult job in the world...
As I look back on my life
I find myself wondering...
Ok, so this isn't a poem, and it isn't about...
Another year older
And what can I say...