Good-Bye My Love It hurts to see You lying there. Without a blink, Without a care. You look up at me, And smile weakly. Your last words were, "I love you dearly". I say good-bye to my love. and may you rest In heaven above. Sabrina Mari Adams GO TO TOP!
Annabel Lee It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. She was a child and I was a child, In this kindom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love- I and my Annabel Lee- With love that the winged seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kindom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud by night Chilling my Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me:- Yes!-that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud, chilling And killing my Annabel Lee. Edgar Allan Poe GO TO TOP!
An Angel in his band Your demise was on my heavy heart as I feel asleep through my tears. For hours on end, as I wept in my bed Praying to have you back in our lives. to let us tell ou how much we care for you And how much we'll miss you. And soon, God came to me. He told me of his plan you were chosen to be an Angel in his band. I wept, even in my dream and told God we wanted you back. Then, to my suprise, A white lighted band marched, across a gold ladened street. And in that band, you were there. I called out your name, and you waved and smiled in reply You spoke a breif message one I'm sure I'll remember always. You said, in your angelic voice, "Tell my family I love them, and my friends that I'll miss them." I wanted to explain to you to tell you to come back But with a blink of my eye you left to rejoin the angels. As God lead me out, he told me not to cry I turned to look at you, one last time And I saw. You got your wings God said one last thing, before I left- the most important thing of all "Remember Child, I love you dearly. but I need Megan, to be an Angel in my band." Sabrina Mari Adams This poem is dedicated to Megan Olsen, may she watch over us until we can be with her again in Heaven. Go to top Your Life Imagine this! your alone, in a darkened room But then you hear a voice. It tells you that it loves you and that you must trust it. The voice says that it knows the ways of this darkened room. You listen to the voice, and it leads you out. Out into a place with white light and everyone there is smiling. The voice tells you it must go now and help another get through this darken room. You realize this voice is a messanger of the Savior the darken room is the world and the one who leads you through is your angel. of course you have friends, but they can't guide you all the way to this white-lighted place. On earth we call it heaven, yet they call it home. And then you're called to a place where someone speaks to you you have to go back and now you will help another through that someone says who you'll gaurd until it's time to let them partake in angel's songs and all this happy life. You go, knowing that there is a darkened room and a small child you need to help become an Angel. Sabrina Mari Adams Go to Top! The Wonder With the World I can relate to most things that are written only in my time being wipped and beaten are no longer yet talking isn't either. What happened to those days that no one wants to do again. Is it really that far behind us, or is it still right in our faces? No, today it is no longer happening because most days kids don't come home Parents worry, waiting to yell While their kids are dying in a gutter. Being shot is our worst fear now It is not our parents anymore! Gangs fight and kill and do not care And still things do not change. So tell me, who is to blame? the parents that don't realize that hitting's wrong or the gangs who shoot and run? Only the kids can say who it is. Yet, they might be the ones, lying, in the gutter. Dying, in the gutter. Never to say good-bye or I love you again. Sabrina Mari Adams Go to Top! Death Death, Deat, I have contemplated Death It comes when you least expect it or when you expect it most but never between. Never does it come when you wish it would simply overtake you. Feared by most, loved by the hopeless and the desperate, depicted as the grim reaper, death will eventually overtake you when you think you have just begun to understand life. Annonymous Go to Top! Death of an innocent I went to a party mom, I remember what you said. You told me not to drink mom, so I had a soda instead. I felt really proud inside mom, the way you said I would I didn't drink and drive mom, even though the others said I should. I know I did the right thing mom, I know you're always right, Now the party is finally ending mom, as everyone drives out of sight. As I get into my car mom, I know I'd get home in one piece Because of the way you raised me mom, so respectable and sweet. I started to drive away mom, as I pulled onto the road, the other car didn't see me mom, it hit me like a load. As I lay her on the pavement mom, I hear the policeman say, the other guy is drunk mom, and mom, I'm the one who has to pay. I'm laying here crying mom, I wish you'd get here soon, How come this happened to me mom, My life bursts like a ballon. There is blood all around me mom, most of it is mine. I hear the paramedic say mom, I'll die in a very short time. I just want to tell you mom, I swear I didn't drink. It was the others mom, the others didn't think. He didn't know where he was going mom, he was probably at the same party as I. The only difference is mom, he drank and I will die. Why do people drink mom, it can ruin your whole life. I'm feeling sharp pains now mom, pains just life a knife. The guy who hit me is walking mom, I don't think that is fair I'm lying here dying mom, whild all he can do is stare. Tell my brother not to cry mom, tell daddy to be brave. And when I go to heaven mom, put 'daddy's girl' on my grave. Someone should have told him mom, not to drink and drive If only they would have talken the time mom, I would still be alive. My breath is growing short mom, I'm becoming very scared, Please don't cry for me mom, Because when I needed you, you were always there. I have one last question mom, before I say good-bye. I didn't ever drink mom, so why am I to die? This is the end mom, I wish I could look you in the eye to say these final words mom, I love you and good-bye. Annoynomous Please think about this poem before you drink and drive, it could mean the difference between life and death. Go to top! My Death Dreams I dream of death as if it is soon for me. for my dreams are not fiction they are almost real. Every death I've known, has been played through my dream yet, it being just a dream I ignore the image. Now, though, I dream of my own death it forthcomimg in life and it is getting closer. So do I tell people about my visions and give them fair warning time. Or do I hide again thinking it's not real. Hoping and praying that it's 'just a dream'. And can I stop it, or change it, how will I know, just what to do? Sabrina Mari Adams Go to top!
