it is a date in time not significant to many but it is a date that is significant to me i started on this life's journey with hopes for immortality exploring all things to be explored and walking the path i think God paved hoping that there would be no distractions from the straight and narrow way i haven't strayed too much though i've tripped a few times but my Creator kept picking me up and encouraging me with a smile i don't know everything but i thought through rhyme i'd evoke unacknowledged lessons learned in this couple decades' time if someone isn't there all the time that doesn't mean they don't love you there is so much liberation in this thing we call "truth" time is the best and worst thing it heals and hurts at the same time and every verse i write doesn't always have to rhyme there is a God and he loves me no matter what i do he wipes away my tears turns my gray skies to blue those times when i swear i need a man he comforts me in ways no one else can i'll live as if i'll live forever and plan as if i'll die tomorrow there is too much joy to be found in life to be consumed with sorrow when i'm at the bottom of the valley i know there's no where to go but up there will be trials in life so i'd better get used to this bitter cup if i write something from my soul but am concerned about what people think when they read and alter my feelings for someone else that's not really poetry if what i express doesn't sound grown up or as mature as i'd like i'll accept the fact that i'm not fully grown there are times where i'm still a child i'll always be me and the me will always change if i didn't live i would stay the same that's not all i learned but it's all i can say so now i'll wish myself and thandiwe HAPPY BIRFDAAAYYY!!!! mlr (c)2001
happy happy... in the inner sanctum, the child in US always come out. it isn't about what others think...it's about what you think and feel is real for you...and truth to the path set before you. be true to self happy birthday to both. One.
...sometime ago... ...i was deuce deuce... fancy freee and all that basking in the sunlight dancing under the moonlight at life, sis! ~them was some good times~