Baby Elephant Gets A Bath
Baby Elephant plays in a water basin he thinks is a tub,
he is sooo cute, rub a dub, dub.
He is in Thialand, where a lot of elephants roam,
he is not far from his adopted mother or home.
He looks like he is getting stuck,
but he is having fun, getting off the muck.
He wanted to get clean real fast,
he could of jumped into the river to have a bath.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 27,2011
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Gecko Meets Me
I told a gecko telepathically
“I wish I could once touch thee,
I looked at my hand and instantly
gecko was there,
really soft and light as air.
Gecko was very smooth and cool,
like water in a swimming pool.
Then gecko jumps off my hand
just like that as fast as he can,
Hopefully gecko is safe at home,
over by the flowers and gnomes.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 30,2011
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Ta-shieka My Pup
Barking, barking your cute little bark,
I found you on a prayer and a lark.
You were a traveling runaway pup,
who jumped into trash cans
that's where you'ld end up.
Now, I’m so happy
you became my pet,
all those years I’ll never forget.
All the memories of running
in the fields,
like when I sprained my ankle
you kneeled at my heels.
Making sure I was home & safe,
I return the love in so many ways.
Now it’s sad that I was not with you,
if I would of known earlier
I would of flew,
flew up to see you.
One last precious time,
to say “I love you pup” and
my say last goodbye…
Written on Feb.4,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Cleveland Hippie 2003
Cleveland Ohio I went to
in 2003 yes indeed,
with a turtle named Toledo,
named after an Ohio city.
Stayed at an artist hippie's
House who painted
Marilyn Monroe,
left my props at Hippie's sisters that
were for my Birthday show.
Artist hippie smoked pot
and thought I was really hot,
so wanted me to stay,
but I said “no way,
I’m on to Florida
the sunshine state.'
So he dreamed about me
with an elephant baby,
I was in his dream where
I said “baby elephant talks and flies”
he said 'I was crazy' was his reply,
but baby elephant dream
kept showing up all the time,
he figured I'ld get rich when he finally did analyze.
Now artist’s sister still has
One of my CD’s,
it’s about Razel and
her evil boyfriend Freddy.
Now I did get most of my
Show props back,
some left behind,
because other friend
went through town real fast.
I really did see Cleveland
like Lake View Cemetary,
where it was gigantic and very scary
Went to the Rock Hall of Fame,
where Cleveland said Rock was heard
there first was their claim.
Since then I went through Ohio state,
but not through Cleveland which
makes Ohio the state so great,
maybe next time at another later date.
Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.18,2011
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Highly Evolved Society
In a highly evolved society,
all work for the common good,
everyone shares it’s understood.
No crooked deals or lies of deceit,
every thing is out in the open, it has to be.
For in this Dimension all things are Known,
you can’t hurt another human and then go straight home.
Written by Christina Sunrise on December 1,2011
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Vito And Rocco
Two little white Pugs that are brothers,
hard to tell them apart from each other.
Only Vito is the one that is friendly and plays,
Rocco is reserved and stands by at bay.
Vita Dominica was Geraldine’s mother’s name,
Geraldine told me her name means “Life of Sundays”
So Vito was named after Vita you see,
and Rocco was named after the father of Geraldine.
One of the dogs, I don’t know who,
can say “I Love You”
Yes, these 2 pugs get along quite well,
they are quite happy walking together with no bells.
They are full of energy and never run out of steam,
they know how to be good for their “special treat”.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 22,2011
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Seal Pup Needs to Be Saved
Seal Pup Needs to Be Saved
Look at seal pup’s face in the snow,
Isn’t it cute and precious,
Then why do they have to go?
Go live in a zoo,
just kill them to get to their goo.
Goo of oil that comes sprouting out,
Making Mother Earth start to puot.
Now, a chain of events is happening here,
Every soul is affected,
do I make myself clear?
When will we start acting like
Custodians of Mother Earth that we love so dear?
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 4,2011
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You Are The Way
Even if you don’t like your life,
it still goes on and you won’t die.
Jesus said “I am the way”
He is the “process” which is “God”
like “Us” is what he did say.
So you are raw “Energy” if you will,
constantly changing making God up ever still.
Remember consciousness never dies,
it goes on in other dimensions,
you couldn’t stop it if you tried.
Written By Christina Sunrise On December 25,2011
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Based On Lies
Who wants a relationship based on lies?
Two people masquerading around in disguise.
For it is illusion based on fear,
which soon is worse then _______with flies.
So, next time you come across a liar,
cut your ties fast,
no relationship based on lies can last.
Written By Christina Sunrise On December 18,2011
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Mother Jean’s Message
It’s an hour before midnight,
and I hear a yelling sound,
It’s street girl shouting out loud.
“Open up I have some news!
You must hear me you have
no time to lose! ”
Opening the door,
I see urgency in her eyes.
telling me she had
a dream that took her by surprise.
Jean my adopted mother spoke to her
last night & put her into a terrible fright.
At first street girl was leery,
because she was wearing
Jean’s small golden earrings.
In the dream Jean said “That was o.k.
don’t worry I’m here to say,
tell my daughter to move far away.
It is going to get worse and I she won’t be safe,
Make no mistake, tell her soon, Ok? '
Now, I really believed street girl,
for she never knew,
Jean was my adopted mother
and I was her daughter so true.
This confirmed the unseen
That my precious mother Jean,
was watching over me.
Written Feb.2,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Sam For Short
Samantha is a German Shepherd toy,
Sam for short makes her name like a boy.
She really looks like a real dog,
my puppies jumped on her like leap frog.
Playing with her tail, biting her she never yelled.
She was a mother to them, she was their best friend.
They bonded with her like the real McCoy,
There surrogate mother who brought them joy.
Shieka and Shiekee slept by her side,
dreaming peacefully, they felt good inside.
Now pups are full grown and left home,
but Sam is still there laying by the couch or chair,
smiling her smile with brown eyes and hair.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on October 11,2011
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Teenage Runaway
TEENAGE RUNAWAY
I get a call on my home phone,
It is Mary asking me to come along.
She says to meet her
at the bowling alley,
She’s pregnant and really needs me.
I hop on a bus with bag for one,
not realizing my adventure had just begun.
We stayed in an abandoned
building that very night,
We went through the
broken window with all our might.
Now the very next day,
We go shoplifting
at grocery store and Tarjay.
That’s French for Target if you didn’t know
now I digress, let’s move once more.
Time goes on and things come to an end,
I have to go home and leave my best friend.
It was worth it all the while,
Helping a friend who would
one day have a child.
She had her baby in the fall,
I came to the hospital when she did call.
Baby was so cute, as can be,
She was the first child of my friend Mary.
Helping Mary I never did regret,
As a true friend my loyalty was met.
Written on Feb.21,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Win Me Over
Ice is like a man’s ego,
fun and easy to crush,
now don't feel bad baby,
your not going to get your lunch.
Your heart is frozen just like ice,
so don’t tell me to be nice.
For I am not your Peggy Sue,
doing whatever you tell me to do.
No, I’m your “Christina Sunrise”,
whose your precious “star prize”.
You have to win me over and make me realize,
that your worth your wait in gold,
I just want you to know-
Winning my heart is a matter of time,
better get to know me so I can shine.
Written on 1/17/2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Angel Needs A Hair Cut
Angel is a white Shih Tzu with patterns of white and gold,
Angel also comes to the names of Ang, and Angie I am told.
Mrs. Gaylin is her proud owner along with her spouse,
Angel is really cute and quiet as a mouse.
Mrs. Gaylin said Angels needs a haircut soon,
Mrs. Gaylin will take her for a haircut maybe at noon.
Now Angel is a is a rescue dog Mrs. Gaylin also did say,
they adopted her on one sunny day.
Going for walks Angel does go,
she is one of the Shih Tzu's at the condo.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 27,2011
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God Expresses Though Us
Where do I end you begin?
God says we are all apart of him,
or is it her?
God is limitless so source could be a boy or girl.
God is the process and through us God expresses the material,
we are special, we are miracles.
We create who we will Be today.
will we be killers or Saints?
It’s all up to us what life we paint.
For free will was are birthright,
why should we have to have laws for human rights?
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 12,2011
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Intelligent Stupidity?
'Intelligent Stupidty' are we not?
weapons we make to kill with one shot?
Intelligent Stupidity is when technology
is not up with our spirituality.
You can be as intelligent as you want,
but what good is it if it destroys what you got?
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 13,2011
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Thank The Higher Beings
With the technology we amassed from our space friends,
we have advanced communication that goes to the outer ends.
Why hasn’t the human race come this far in thousands of years?
We are like barbarians to other planets I do hear.
We are still killing each other in war,
we are can’t get leftover restaurant food to the poor.
But we can make bombs to kill the planet like never before.
Our priorities are messed up,
if the space people wanted to kill us
like the movies say,
they would of already had their way.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 23,2011
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We Are The Aliens
We are the aliens we are trying to fight,
we are from other planets we see in the telescopes at night.
Don’t think we haven’t been there before,
we have lived many lives, maybe millions or more.
So try and make an illusion of aliens in outer space,
we are own aliens killing each other every day.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 25,2011
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Gecko Wants To Be Human
A gecko who wanted to be naughty,
wanted to incarnate in a humans body.
Why be bored and eat bugs all day?
You can have fun with lots of rolls in the hay.
Yes, humans have a chance to speak,
speak real funny when their doing the thing.
Me gecko, have to be still, not move my tail,
Humans get to have fun, by screaming, even do yells.
Now I know about the cosmic wheel,
I will jump as a human next time and have a thrill.
Written by Christina Sunrise on October 1,2011
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Cleveland Hippie 2003
Cleveland Ohio I went to
in 2003 yes indeed,
with a turtle named Toledo,
named after an Ohio city.
Stayed at an artist hippie's
House who painted
Marilyn Monroe,
left my props at Hippie's sisters that
were for my Birthday show.
Artist hippie smoked pot
and thought I was really hot,
so wanted me to stay,
but I said “no way,
I’m on to Florida
the sunshine state.'
So he dreamed about me
with an elephant baby,
I told him in the dream
“baby elephant talks and flies”
but he thought I was crazy,
but baby elephant dream
kept showing up more than all the time,
he figured I'ld get rich when he finally did analyze.
Now artist’s sister still has
One of my CD’s,
it’s about Razel and
her evil boyfriend Freddy.
Now I did get most of my
Show props back,
some left behind,
because other friend
went through town real fast.
I really did see Cleveland
like Lake View Cemetary,
where it was gigantic
and very scary
Went to the Rock Hall of Fame,
where Cleveland said Rock was heard
there first was their claim.
Since then I went through Ohio state,
but not through Cleveland which
makes Ohio the state so great,
maybe next time at another later date.
Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.18,2011
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If Jesus Came Back
If Jesus came back,
Would we be ready for him?
Would we even recognize him?
Would we even listen to him?
Would we learn from him?
Would we admire him?
Would we emulate him?
Would we worship him?
Or would we kill him all over again?
These questions I ask you my friend,
for Jesus was here to teach us we are all One
We came together for expressing God who is in everything and everyone.
Simple is the message but we are starting to get it now,
maybe we won’t need preachers yelling and having a cow.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 12,2011
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