Poem written by the lady at the markets
09 Jan 2011 Leave a Comment
Eager to find her way to please the world
She had a heart the size of the ocean
Friends loved to play on the beach of her kindness and understanding
She valued beauty and made her life a collection of beautiful things and moments
Treasures to share.
DISCLAIMER!!! I did not write this, in fact, a lady at the markets wrote it. She was very lovely and I thought it would be a nice thing to put up on here 
Who is he?
18 Dec 2010 Leave a Comment
He creeps into your house,
Without leaving a trace,
There are no noise or sounds,
As he sneaks around your place.
But don’t be afraid at all!
He poses no threat because,
He isn’t a slimy thief,
He is jolly Santa Claus!
Merry Christmas everyone! Have a good time with your family and friends
After the rain
18 Dec 2010 Leave a Comment
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After the rain
The sun will shine high
Everyone will be dancing
Into the night
Those will stumble
To take a sneak peak
Of the sun that has
Arose from its sleep
After the rain
Everyone will cheer
For the sky had finally
Become blue and clear
Can you smell the fresh air?
Could you just reach for the sky?
Don’t you just feel so free?
Now that the rain has become shy
After the rain
Everyone will sing
“The summer has come
With all it shall bring”
The Red River
23 Oct 2010 Leave a Comment
The day was very bright
The sunniest it had ever been
Yet the river was very frightening
People wondered what was within
Instead of a clean blue
There was a murky red
It looked as if God had been shot
And into the river he bled.
Weeks and weeks passed by
But red the river remained
Some people searched for answers
But we never saw them again
what is happiness?
17 Jul 2010 1 Comment
its shopping with my mates
having money in my hand
its the clear blue water
having my toes in the sand
its the feeling you get
when you jump real high
its the fascination i feel
when i look at the sky
its music to my ears
sleeping in on sunday
its being on a plane
before a big long holiday
its the flame on a candle
the photo in a frame
where the memory it holds
may never be the same
its the chat with my papa
and his interesting tales
its flicking through cd’s
and painting my nails
these are things
that create my glory
they’re all the happy things
in my life story
goal
09 Jul 2010 Leave a Comment
There was one movement
There was one kick
One the naked eye
Could not spy
For it was much too quick
The ball shot up high
Into the empty air
While it flies
Gravity ties and
People stop and stare
It barely grazes
The goalies hands
So now one move
Can also prove
How to make a whole stadium stand
By Virginia
I was inspired by the lyrics “It takes one of us, to move a million and a million goals become one”
Chilly
26 May 2010 Leave a Comment
Lady Frost is sprinkling the land with snow
Blowing cold winds against your skin
Leaving the land in complete white
Erasing any warmth there had ever been
Snow flakes fall like tears from her eyes
They boast their beauty in every detail
Everything is frozen, only the wind moves
And stillness, the sound of snow, prevails
Home.
08 May 2010 Leave a Comment
We’re on the boat, sitting in silence. All that can be heard is the waves lashing against the boat as we speed past them. I look out at the water, a rich blue reflecting the pureness of the skies. I wonder what is below, what is underneath the picture perfect surface. The rays of sun touch my skin, I can feel the heat browning my already tanned body, it makes me feel warm all over. The salty smell is overwhelming but gives a sense of the beach. It reminds me of home.
By Virginia
