This is not a poem.... It's a year

A whole year is a long time
Yes, it is a VERY long time
and yet it can pass us by
as quickly as a shooting star

I try so hard to remember
what I was like a year ago
what type of things did I say
What things did I think of

Would I want to go back
I ask myself again and again
back to the place where I wasn't writing
to the place where I was lost in my own foot steps

I look back and see all of the things
the things that I had to overcome
I don't feel bad for myself though
I'm glad I had those things to climb over

Yes, those things gave me bruises
they made me sad
they made me cry
and they left me sometimes with no hope

But they also made me strong
they made me great full
They made me a better person
they made me a happier me

It's almost funny how bad things
Things that are hard and tough
In the end turn out to be
the good things that you will look back to and love

I've been through a lot this year
some good times and some bad
but in the end
I've grown up this year

and now I wave goodbye
Good bye to a hard year
good bye to a magical year
good bye to MY year.

Before you leave

This is the place where we met.
This is the place where we cried.
This is the place where you told me.
This is the place where inside I died.
This is the place when I realized I loved you,
and before you leave I would like to say.
Darling, my new love, and dear old friend,
please don't go away.

Best Friends in Heaven

They say that your sisters on earth
were your best friends in heaven.
That is something that makes sense
something I think is true.

What about the people with no sisters on earth.
Were they lonely in heaven,
always sad,
always blue?

No those people were best friends
with everyone in heaven.
Best friends with me
and best friends with you.

But that would be
to many sisters on earth.
So God in heaven
knew what to do.

He sent the girls down to earth
to be in a family with all brothers,
because the boys on earth
need a lot of love from a sister too.

My Little.....

My little piece of sky.
I try to grab it, oh how I try.
Where everyone can fly
oh my little piece of sky.

My little pile of dirt.
Where none of the answers are curt.
No one ever gets hurt
on my little piece of dirt.

My little patch of land
is tiny and unnoticed but grand
and the time is finally at hand
to go to my little piece of land.

My Sisters

A friend is someone you can trust and love.
A mother is angel sent from above.
A brother is someone who will lovingly tease.
A father is always praying on his knees.
Oh and there is one more that I almost forgot.
But this relative loves you a whole lot.
This relative is your very best friend
and she will be until the very end.
Like a mother she is an angel too
and like a brother she teases you.
But one of her best qualities
is that she is an example by being on her knees.
So as you may have all ready guessed
a sister is the one that is truly the best.
When it comes to sisters I have two
and I just wanted to tell them that I love you.

We are the Nobodys

We are the "nobodys"
or at least that's what they think.
They say that we are just to different
and laugh when we say we'll never drink.

Sometimes when they say that
we can all feel each-other wanting to cry.
So we grab each-others hands
and let out one big sigh.

But together we are somebody
because we see each-other for who we truly are.
On the outside we might look like a nobody
but on the inside we are all a shooting star.

I am proud to be a "nobody"
and have my "nobody" friends.
And I hope that this poem will have
a hopeful message in it that it can send.

The Wishing Fountain

I watched as others made their wishes
and I wanted to make one too.
But I knew inside my heart
that my wish would never come true.

Then someone looked at me,
she must of been thirteen.
She was much bigger then me
but she didn't really look mean.

Then I came over,
and oh what joy it did bring.
When she open her hand
and I saw a silver thing.

She put the quarter in my hand
then squeezed my hand tight,
and she told me to think
with all of my might.

She told me to think of what I want
something more then silver and gold.
She said "Maybe I want to be happy
or have a hand to forever hold."

"Never tell anyone this wish."
But she said to always remember.
"Remember the day that you made this wish,
the third of September."

I still haven't told anyone this wish
and sadly it hasn't come true.
But this I want to ask....
I have a wish but do you?

Advice from a friend

She is in a world where she doesn't belong.
It's hard and rough
but she has to be strong.

Peers don't understand and so they make fun.
And sometimes she feels
like she is the only one.

As she walks alone in the big, crowed hall,
she feels like a nobody
lonely and very small.

As people watch her pass them by,
thats all they see... a nobody,
just someone who's shy.

At first that's all I saw I was just like them.
I didn't see an unique flower....
she was just an ordinary stem.

Then one day that all quickly turned around.
When I saw her help someone
who had been pushed to the ground.

And now she is my closest friend.
I am someone she can trust
and I will be until the end.

Sometimes she will come to me with tears in her eyes,
and i give her a hug,
as she opens up and cries.

I try to comfort her and tell her it will all be OK.
"You just be positive
and most of all pray.

Because he loves and knows whats best for you,
and will help you get through
all of it too.

And I have to tell you something before we go to first core.
I love and care for you if not the same amount
then much much more."

School :]...........School:[

Paper, pencils, flash drive, glue,
and everything will be color coded too.

Paper, pencils, flash drive, glue,
why do we go to school
I have no clue.

I am excited about other things and not just paper and pens,
like boys and clubs, and finding out all the new trends .

At least I will be able to see all my best friends,
but the only exciting thing about school
is the day that it ends.

So sorry summer but my school just found a new queen,
because when it comes to learning, I am a learning machine.

So goodbye sweet summer goodbye sunscreen,
because my mom is making me go to school.
(I know she's mean.)

Notice

You were the match
While I was the blown out candle
You were the sweater
While I was the cold person
You were the map
While I was lost

You were always there for me,
but I never seemed to notice.
While I was lost in a cold, dark place,
your hand was reaching out to me,
but I never grabbed it.

I didn't take your help,
( even though I needed it.)
Once I got out of the cold, dark place
I lived in the light for a long time
and then one day I remembered your face.
I remembered how happy you were
when you saw me finally smile.

You were by my side the whole time.
You help me through it all.
That is the reason I am writing this.
I am writing this for you.
Because I couldn't bare it any longer
I just like you to know
That I have finally noticed you.

The Joy brought from a Baby

As I watch little babies cry
I stop and look and wounder why.

Why can't they be quiet
and not make a peep.
And why can't it be their
bed time when they fall asleep.

Yes a baby is a curious thing,
but it is magical all they can bring.

Well if I'm great you're extraordinary

They talk for hours and hours

about everything on their mind.

When she is upset he knows

and will call just to make her smile.

"You are such a great friend," she says.

"Well if I'm great you're extraordinary."

7 years later she is making dinner

while he comes home from work.

The kids run to him and give him hugs.

She turns and smiles and he smiles back.

"You are such a great wife," he says.

"Well if I'm great you're extraordinary."

NEWS!

I know I missed a few days and my schedule only gets busier. so for the next two weeks i am not going to be on a schedule. I am going on a vacation and we will be doing a lot of cool experiences. I will probably have a lot of inspiration while I am out there. So this isn't a good bye for the next two weeks but for the next two weeks you won't hear from me as often. i also like to make a shout out to all the people that read my blog I really appreciate it i couldn't do this without you guys.

Love,

-your poet

We will go to a magical land

Come with me to a magical land.
Put your trust in me.
Come along and take my hand.

As the evil wind whistles through the tree,
that is our cue
to go to the land were we are free.

We will come back in a few hours.
But for right now lets use
our imagination and special powers.

Our wonderful imagination is how
to get to the land.
So the time to imagine is now.

So come and take my hand.
Put your trust in me,
and we will go to a magical land.

A Family Realationship

Gaining family relationship is a two way street
One person can not go all the way
but the two of you must meet

Maintaining a family relationship is a hard thing to do
It's rough and difficult,
and sometimes you just don't have a clue

So let me tell you what a family relationship is made of
Forgiveness, truthfulness and understanding
but most of all love

As We Unite to Defeat this Dragon

We are strong when we stand alone
but we are stronger when we stand together
So let's stand together be brave and don't cry

As we unite to defeat this dragon
Let's remember one thing

We are strong when we stand together
but we are stronger when we have a shield
So let's take our strong shields and hold them up high

As we unite to defeat this dragon
Let's remember one thing

Together with our shields we are strong
but we are stronger when we have a plan
So let's make a plan because our time is nigh

As we unite to defeat this dragon
Let's remember one thing

We can defeat this dragon together
We can be there for one another
With love and strength, I promise we won't die!

The Mind of a Child

The mind of a child so happy and free
The mind of a child is how I want to be
The mind of a child so precious and fair
The mind of a child should be treated with care
The mind of a child so polite and sweet
The mind of a child is little and petite
The mind of a child so gentle so shy
The mind of a child will always wonder why
The mind of a child is a gift sent from above
The mind of a child should always be loved

Change of Direction

As I was watching the fireworks glow,
I thought of something that you should know.

Every little firework starts out small,
But with a 'boom' 'crash' it's suddenly tall.

It only takes a moment to change it's course,
It just needs a little extra help or force

Sometimes it seems like your hope is so small,
But with a 'boom' 'crash' it becomes big after-all.

We can Choose

We can choose
from right and wrong.
We can choose
to be weak or strong.

We can choose
to be good or bad.
We can choose
to be happy or sad.

We can choose
half empty or half full.
We can choose
to either push or pull.

We can choose
how our lives will be,
and this ability to choose
makes me more than happy.

Meet me in my Life

She said, "Meet me at my party,
and we'll have a fun time."
He said, "OK, but then
you have to meet me at mine."

"Meet me at the prom
and we"ll dance the night a way",
he told her as he
handed her a big bouquet.

"Meet me at the temple doors
right before we go in,
Hold my hand as we walk
into the place that has no sin."

"Meet me in the hospital
as I hold our first child.
Help me to be calm,
gentle and mild."

"Meet me at the school
where our lives used to linger
as we watch our growing up daughter
slip through our fingers."

"Meet me at our daughter's house
where we watch her kids play,
and we remember our little daughter
like it was just yesterday."

"Meet me in Heaven
because we'll be there for awhile
and we'll be together
and that will make us smile."

Bad News

I am very sorry to tell you, but I have to take my first break from the regular schedual. I am doing a play this week it is an almost all day thing. I have to focuse on it all day long. So no poems this weak or at least until Friday. Many apologies.

Sincerely,

- your poet

Losing Yourself

You know all your talents
You know your pet peeves
You know the color of your eyes
You know the type of things that look good on you
You know your cell phone number
You know your own name
You know all these things but yet
You still can lose sight of yourself

A Child's Dream

One day I will be a sweet princess
and have my very own castle.

Or maybe I should be a teacher
and be the boss of everyone.

A veterinarian would be nice
watching animals everyday.

Or maybe I should be a singer
and have everyone look at me.

I know that these dreams of mine will change,
but I also know this one thing.

When I grow up to be big or small
You will still be my bestest friend.

Lifestyle

As I watch people pass me by,
I watch on how they live there life.
Some people wander around life not knowing what to do or where to go.
Some people have very strict plans,
then when something unexpected happen
that's when they don't know what to do.

Of coarse these ways of life,
have good things about them too.
People that wander through life,
meet new people.
People that have strict plans,
get things done.

The way you live your life,
is your lifestyle,
and yours alone.
If you want to change,
your lifestyle,
keep this in mind.
Be original, be different, be yourself.

Summer is the time of your Life

Summer is when you hear the grass whisper to you
Summer is when you and the sun wake up in unison
Summer is when the bright pink and yellow flowers are at their fullest
Summer is when you have the feeling to sing every day
Summer is a time you can relax
Summer is a time you can fall in love
Summer is the time of your life

Laughter, Life ,and Love

Laughter is something you hear in a home,
and it fills our whole hearts with joy.
It something that you will frequently hear
from a little girl or boy.

Life was the first gift given to us,
when we were only one second old.
It's a blessing that we must cherish.
It's a blessing that we must hold.

Love is something you show
through the actions that you make.
Don't ever stop loving the people around you.
Oh please don't make that mistake.

Laughter, Life, and Love
are the things we must listen to.
If everyone listens to these things,
our world will change into something new.

A Growing Girl in a Grown Up World

She still wears ribbons in her hair,
and drinks out of a sippy cup.
She says she will throw all her sippy cups away,
when she's a grown up.

Her favorite color is pink.
When she is out of money she is calm.
Her mother just smiles,
and thinks it won't be like that when she's a mom.

She turns 8,
and she gets her first crush.
"We are going to get married someday."
Her mom says to not be in such a rush.

Now she is boy crazy.
When she is with friends she is wild.
"You will have even more friends.
By the time you have your first child."

She is a junior and her mom takes her shopping,
and says, "well isn't this fun."
She just turns and says,
"I will be able to have real fun when I turn 21."

On the day of her graduation,
a diploma is what she carries.
"I know you are proud of me now,
but you will be more proud when I get married."

On the day of her wedding,
she has tears in her eyes.
"I don't want to leave your side."
"I am not surprised."

"But you have to leave,
o.k my little pup.
Go on and start a new life,
because you are all grown up."

No Brain Poem

My mind is not working today,
or maybe it is just asleep.
Even if it is awake,
it is not making a peep.

But a poem I shall write today.
But just be alarmed,
I don't have a brain.
So someone might get harmed.

It will say something about love.
Then something about a friend.
Then someone will cry.
Then it will be the end.

Isn't that a great poem.
Yes it is a great poem indeed.
But tomorrow if I don't have a brain,
inspiration is what I will need.

Happy Father's Day

Fathers are brave, and fathers are smart.
All fathers have a very big heart

But my dad's the best and it is very plain to see.
He beats all the rest because he loves me.



Happy Father's Day Dad

Love your daughter

What friends are for . . .

"Isn't that what friends are for"
I hear it again and again
"Isn't that what friends are for"
I hear it from a compassionate friend

So one day I asked myself,
what are friends for?
And this is my answer,
yes this is my answer for sure.

Friends are for the times when you feel like giving up.
For the days were you just need a hug.
Maybe on day you are just in a bad mood.
Then your shirt gets a tug.

You turn around and see your friend.
Then she hands you something new.
You're confused and ask, "what is this for?"
And she says," just because I love you."

So the next time you say thank you to a friend
and they say isn't that what friends are for.
You can reply,
Yes it is and it will be evermore.

Forever isn't enough

When we were little we were always together,
I wanted you to always be mine.
On forever and ever,
I wanted you to be my valentine.

Everything that you are is what I am made of.
The way we work together is to good to be true.
You are my best friend and my angel
from above,
And I just like to say I love you.

Pictures are where we come from

Pictures are the way we can tell a story without saying one word.
Pictures make people happy.
Pictures are a way of life.
Pictures are how we survive.
Pictures of our family.
Pictures of our friends.
Pictures of our soul.
Pictures lead to the soul, the heart, and the mind.
Pictures remind us how much we love someone even if we don't love them at the moment.
Pictures show love, happiness, and joy.
Picture are where we come from.

Thirteen is...........

Thirteen is a time of findings
A time you decide who you are and who you are going to be
A time where you finally get the chance to let your personality shine through
A time where you can be yourself
No matter what

Thirteen is a time where the little things become the big things
A time where everyone rushes to be in the in-crowd and the people left become the "nobodys"
A time where your family becomes a part of your life less and less
A time where your group of friends big or small slowly take over your life
In a good way or a bad way

Thirteen is a time of uncertainty
A time you make the choices and you go through the consequences usually alone
A time where you realize being alone is not as good as you thought it would be
A time of different paths usually leading you to dead ends
Forcing your fragile little body to get back up so you can do it the right way

Thirteen is hard and thirteen is rough
But thirteen doesn't really matter
Because in the end ...........
Thirteen is just thirteen

The Inside

I see her face beam with light
She is happy on the inside
That's what I can see
I hear her voice singing with delight
She is confident on the inside
That's what I can hear
I feel her love for others burning bright
She is compassionate on the inside
That's what I can feel
I smell the lost dogs that she walks to her home at night
She cares on the inside
That's what I can smell
I can almost taste her beauty that she keeps out of sight
She is beautiful on the inside
That's what I can taste
To you it might be just another shy and worthless girl
But you just can't see the inside

Lonely Tears

I know I said 1 post a week but I just have so many poems I want to share with you i am going to try to do one each day. So here is my next poem.

I am the girl who cries alone at night
I am the rain that falls silently
I am the dog that whimpers without it's owner
I am the diseases that no one wants to be near
I am the girl who cries alone at night

Imagination

I am a quiet girl who creates worlds in my head
I wonder if the world will ever change, if people will ever fly, if butterflies will ever talk
I hear my mind going at the speed of 50 as I wonder how the world could be
I see buildings appear with no help at all
I want to live in a world with people 50 feet tall
I am a quiet girl who creates worlds in my head

I pretend to talk to flowers as if they understand me
I feel all the love that everyone is feeling
I touch the black keyboard as I write about my world
I worry that one day this world won't exist in my memory
I cry when people think I'm crazy for making up worlds
I am a quiet girl who creates worlds in my head

I understand that this world is strange
I say this world can come true one day
I dream of living in this amazing world
I try to make my world come to life
I hope everyone has a world of their own
I am a quiet girl who creates worlds in my head

Before we start

Before I start writing my poems I want to tell you a little about myself. I am a thirteen year old girl. I have a mother, father and two sisters who have become my best friends. When I started going to 7th grade I was still a happy confident girl. As the year went on everything felt as if it was slipping through my fingers, my friends, my health, and my self confidence. I started to become my own bully. I never really got bullied at school but when ever I was alone I would put myself down just with thoughts in my head. Things like you are ugly, you are weird, you don't deserve to have friends. It started to get really bad to the point where I was sad most days. Then we started doing poetry in one of my classes. I started to notice that getting my emotions on paper really helped me become happy. I started looking forward to doing poetry each day. After the unit was done I started writing poetry at home. My dad saw some of my poems one day and told me I had a real talent and should some how get these published. So I decided to start this blog. I am going to try to do a poem each week to start out. Some of these poems will make you sad. Some will make you happy. I hope all of them make you think about your life. Please leave comments. Tell me things that I could do to improve or things that you really liked. I hope to hear from you .