California Here I Am
Californian here I come,
My dreams have just begun.
I can’t wait to jump on board,
Like a knight with a sword.
I will win this battle cry,
Like many times I had to die.
For what I believe in and then some more,
I can’t wait to see what’s in store.
For I can no longer can turn back,
I have no choice, I’m right on track.
The rainbow is on the other side,
That is where I will find,
All the jewels awaiting me,
Bringing me to my Victory.
Written Jan.14th 2011 by Christina Sunrise
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California Here I Am
Californian here I come,
My dreams have finally just begun.
I can’t wait to jump on board,
Like a knight with a sword.
I will win this battle cry,
Like many times I had to die.
For what I believe in and then some more,
I can’t wait to see what’s in store.
For I can no longer can turn back,
I have no choice, I’m on the right track.
The rainbow is on the other side,
That is where I will find,
All the jewels awaiting me,
Bringing me to my Victory.
Written Jan.14th 2011 by Suzae Chevalier
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Life Moves On
AVAILABLE is the sign I see,
is this a sign from you to me?
No, I guess
for you haven’t
showed your face,
like you are out
in outerspace.
That’s o.k. I will just move on,
it wasn’t meant to last very long.
Time will be on my side,
I will know when I do die,
For I can wait
nothing surprises me anymore,
I learned to live with
_______ before.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 8,2011
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Wait For Your Cake
When your forced to wait,
You get not ony your frosting but your cake.
Now, I hear you saying, “Will you take my bait?
I’m Prince Charming—I’m not waiting for your cake.”
I say, “Tough luck, you schmuck,
Go find another girl who doesn’t give a ________.”
Then you’ll be back to me, begging on your knees.
“Oh, Baby, please, baby please…I now see...”
I say, “Prove it, are you Man enough for me? ”
Written by Christina Sunrise on Jan.14,2011
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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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White Truck Speeds By
I’m driving down Federal on the way to my new home,
I sense that I am not alone.
I look up to see a truck following me,
Or so I thought-
Taking a right I turn down 6th Ave.
I stop in Wallgreens parking lot.
I go through all my stuff that I packed,
I get in my car and I get back on track.
Then as I was sitting at the light,
I notice Guy’s truck real shiny and bright.
His white truck passes and roars,
I see the name of his business on his side doors.
I thought do I text him or not?
Looks like he speed so he won’t get caught.
Caught by me seeing him drive by,
Oh, well I decide to call it a night.
(Written by Christina Sunrise on August 9,2011)
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Sonny Days
Driving down A1A,
I was with friend Sonny,
during very sunny days.
Playing her radio very loud,
we had a blast driving
through town.
Down, down to
Ft. Lauderdale,
where there is a
tunnel that made
me pale.
Yes, I couldn’t wait
to get to the other side,
cars coming at you,
you could not hide,
making it though and still alive,
everything feels just so fine.
At the library we did type,
getting things kicked out
like playing a melodie pipe.
Eating at a restaurant that very night,
Ft Lauderdale has changed so much in sight.
One things for sure and do say,
it was fun remembering those very
Very “Sonny Days”.
Written on Feb.21,2011 by Christina Sunrise 2011
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Why Not?
Why not use you,
like you used me.
I don’t think so,
I have more integrity.
See, it’s plain to see,
you took a mile and
times it times three.
Made it your way,
But I’m saying “NO WAY”
It’s time to get off this merry go round,
stop being your little clown.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 4,2011
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Jim’s Mad
On New Year’s Eve,
While Sue was asleep,
Skunky became a stealing creep,
He stole a silver corkscrew that was cheap,
For it was only a dollar at the dollar store,
Skunky tried to say it was soo much more.
Yes, he told his 'made up lies' to Sue,
Saying 'it only came in the colors of red or blue,
They don’t make the silver ones anymore, '
But that’s not what Jim said,
as he shook his head
'Why he stole from me
I’ll bonk him in the ________'
Written by Christina on Jan.16,2011
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Anderson’s Home
Teenage runaways, problem child,
pregnant girls try to smile.
telling their story
to a counselor all the while.
About how they became so bad,
I was just disappointed and very sad.
Yes, I was the scapegoat
where everything is my fault.
I was a part of the juvenile delinquent cult.
Luckily I was taught,
to wait for the man of your dreams,
don’t get pregnant like my friends in their teens.
All my friends sent away that summer,
just like me, it was such a bummer.
Ate so much I got fat,
went swimming once, that was that.
This all happened at Anderson’s home,
teenagers sent there because they where wronged.
Wronged by parents because they are blamed
for things totally insane.
Hopefully homes like this will be a thing of the past,
child abuse will end, it will not last.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 5,2011
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Jewels By Marcelo
"Jewels By Marcelo" is
an antique & jewelry store on Lake Ave.
Marcelo carries antiques
like a silver knight with metal abs.
He has a print of Marilyn Monroe-
I have a smaller print in a postcard though.
I sold my ring to Marcelo for he gives the best price around
I had enough money to turn my cell phone back on.
He also gave me a big book called "Bicentennial Times"
During the 1976 Bicentennial I was at the age of nine.
I just bought a sparkly bracelet from Marcelo today-
it was gold, silver, pink and grey.
Now, I also worked for his partner Carol-
who had a flower shop which was in Marcelo's space-
Carol now works out of her house and slowed down her pace.
Marcelo has 2 sweet children and a lovely wife-
I wish them the best with a prosperous life.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 25,2011
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Light of Moon & Shining Star
By light of the moon,
And a star shining star
I travel across country in my car.
Their light lights the way
To keep me on track,
Their light shimmers through the tree's cracks.
Then their light goes dim and starts to fade,
They are surrounded now by the light of day.
I know my moon & star are still waiting for me,
Always there as my guide for me to see.
Their beauty in it’s full ecstacy.
Why, they are million miles away,
Bringing so much light to make sure I’m o.k.
Written by Christina Sunrise on 1/171,2011
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Christina's Dance Fate
On the dance floor I'm notorious baby,
try to catch up with me,
I will be dancing to the beat and harmony,
of M.J. … O.K? ? ?
You will know my name,
For I dance my way to fame,
so don’t be lame,
get in the game,
as I move to the groove,
can you dance with me
and look smooth?
If, not I'll be on the move,
to another
potential dance mate.
For tomorrow I will have my
NAME on everyone's license plate,
which translates,
into fate…
CHRISTINA RULES
Now go 'Sing the BLuES.
For I dance my way to fame,
can you take the bait?
or will you switch it up
to something more great…
or are you going to
make me wait and anticipate-
maybe by then
it will be way tooo late,
so why hesitate? ? ?
The End…
Written by Christina Sunrise on Jan.9th
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Photographer From Chicago
In the department store
on Nicollet Mall,
a photographer
photographed me
from Chicago.
He came back before
snowy and blurry,
MN Twins were winning
The World Series.
photographs were taken
when I was young,
it was great I
had a lot of fun.
now the roll of film
almost became lost,
another photographer
found it before it was tossed.
if anything I still have
photos to show
I was young and a glow.
Written on April 5,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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We Are Just Passing By
We are just passing by,
like a blink of an eye.
Like a paragraph to
be read,
like Wayne Dyer said.
Yes, all is recorded on
the other side,
You can’t run,
You can’t hide.
Don’t worry all
is good,
you came her
to give meaning
to life and be understood.
Written on April 11,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Double Take
Keep off the track
And keep your feet
Down and you're only saving me
It's not easy staring at me
Look at the way I'm feeling weak
I'll wait for another double take
From you
'Cos I don't know what to do
I'll wait for another double take
From you
'Cos I don't know what to do
I'll wait
Keep off the track
And keep your feet
Turn up the face of the recipe
But I want you to come up to me
I wanna look before I leap
I'll wait for another double take
From you
'Cos I don't know what to do
I'll wait for another double take
From you
'Cos I don't know what to do
I'll wait
I'll wait
'Cos I will hide away
Will you follow me
I don't know what to say
But I know what I see
I'll wait for another double take
From you
'Cos I don't know what to do
I'll wait for another double take
From you
'Cos I don't know what to do
I'll wait
I'll wait
I'll wait
I'll wait
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Exit Points
A turn down the street,
a miss of a heart beat,
could be the last day
the last day
you breathe.
Exit points
we make with God
to leave this planet
Hopefully better off
than not.
Knowing we are
going to a place
Where we call home,
don’t worry ever
You won’t be alone.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 5,2011
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Better Than Sunshine
Thoughts of you
are better than sunshine,
and sweeter than
cherry wine.
If I want to be happy
I think of you
in my mind,
then I feel fine.
Memories is
all that will be,
once we are
gone—you & me.
That’s once we are gone,
gone to the other side,
where everything is
just Divine.
So let’s make a memorie
that brings only smiles,
for they are better to
remember all the while.
Written on April 10.2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Are You a Prince?
Are you a Prince or are you a toad?
I leave your heart at the side of the road,
For I do not know if you are really sincere,
You seem like a boy who is very immature.
To all that is, and all that was;
It became of nothing just because…
For I have grown into a full Princ-ess,
I must leave behind all the rest.
And go after what is Best.
Written on Jan.14,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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We Are Blessed
We were not born in sin.
Now just where does this all begin?
It begins with what we learned when young,
before we could question,
but I did, I’m not the only one.
So, Adam was the first one to make a choice,
Because he was given “free will”
Just like Eve, this should be a thrill.
This statement should say:
We are born to be blessed,
and Yes, we are blessed.
Written By Christina Sunrise on November 8,2011
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Marcello Jewels
Marcella Jewels is an antique and jewelry
store on Lake Ave.
He has interesting items like a silver knight with metal abs.
He has a print of Marilyn Monroe,
I would like to have it,
I have a smaller print in a postcard though.
Now I sold my ring to Marcello for he gives the best price around,
I had enough money to my cell phone back on.
He also gave me a big book called,
Bicential Times
I remember the Bicentennial
It was in the year I was one year pass the age of nine.
Now, I also worked for Carol
who had a flower shop which was next to his slace,
She now works out of her house,
and slowed down her pace.
Marcello has 2 sweet children and a wife,
I wish them the best and they have a prosperous life.
(By Suzae Chevalier on August 25, 2011)
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