ThePureFireTruth

Children.
Dependent. They don't know.
Eager to learn from mom and dad.
Easy to love and easy to spoil.
We have all been that person.

Teenagers.
Dependent. Think they know.
Eager to get away from mom and dad.
Easy to love and hard to deal with.
We have all been that person.

College.
Semi-dependent. They could know.
Eager to share with mom and dad.
Easy to love and hard to pay for.
We have all been that person.

Parent.
Independent. They should know.
Eager to learn from mom and dad.
Easy to love and a joy to watch.
We have all been that person.

Grandparent.
Independant. They do know.
Eager to teach the next generation.
Easy to love and wise to listen to.
We all hope to be that person.

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That's What Dreams Are Made Of

Monday, March 3, 2008 5:41:39 PM

Poetry

Money.
Material things.
That perfect high profile job.
That's what some peoples dreams are made of.

Status.
Being Popular.
Sence of acceptance.
THat's what some peoples dreams are made of.

Traveling.
Paris and Italy.
Seeing the world over.
That's what some peoples dreams are made of.

Power.
Taking Control.
Running for office.
That's what some peoples dreams are made of.

Family.
Sound of children.
Coming home to you everyday.
That's what my dreams are made of.

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The Beauty of Summer

Wednesday, February 27, 2008 3:27:07 AM

Is it in a sound?
The sound of morning birds,
The sound of an afternoon breeze,
The sound of evening silence.
Where can I find the beauty of summer?

Is it in a picture?
The picture of a sunrise,
The picture of a flower in bloom,
The picture of a starry sky.
Where can I find the beauty of summer?

Is it in a touch?
The touch of morning sun,
The touch of an afternoon breeze,
The touch of evening rain.
Where can I find the beauty of summer?

I found it, all in one.
The sound of their voice,
The picture of face,
The touch of their hand.
I found the beauty of summer in you.

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