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 Suzae Chevalier on September 5,2011
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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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Happiness to a Child
Happiness to a Child
Any happiness I brought to a child,
it was well worth it, all the while.
To see them smile for a mile.
For bringing happiness to a child
is the memories that last,
Last through time to make a happy past.
For they are only a child for a time,
I was happy I was there to bring them smiles.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 9,2011
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Bootsy The Family Dog
Bootsy is the family pet,
I made sure she was fed,
when I thought she was pregnant.
Bootsy had puppies every year,
by a shaggy dog named Coco
who was the Jon Juan so dear.
Puppies where given to friends of my brother,
they looked liked twins, they looked like each other.
Bootsy jumped and ran and played
in the open fields during the day.
As time went on a fence went up,
Stopping her to run and jump.
She gained weight then got sick,
could hardly walk, was sad from it.
I came to see her in 1988,
she lay by couch, not looking great.
I have a photo of her, Allisa and me,
Memory I keep of us girls, all three.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 11,2011
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Alias Poem
Many selves with personalities I do have
I have different alias for you to understand.
Christina Sunrise writes about planet Earth
Suzae Chevalier writes about life since birth.
Sue Chevalier writes of characters on Krendoll land
Suzae is the visual artist, performing artist
paints and uses oral presentations to understand.
Now don't forget Puppit Lady for Razel has a voice
Melodie also who speaks with 'Freedom of Choice.'
So visit www.suzae.com right now
where you will see all of them make a home
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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 Suzae Chevalier
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Grandma Kay's 95th Birthday
Grandma Kay just turned ninety five,
on her birthday in 2009.
In her nursing home her family was there,
Watching her blew out birthday candle without a care.
She was the star of her birthday show,
She blew out a candle that sparkled and glowed.
Friends and family sang along,
to her personalized birthday song.
Her son Russ played the guitar,
this was her best birthday by far.
She unwrapped presents from family and friends,
she was very happy like a child again.
Photo memories are snapped in time,
To remember Kay's 95th Birthday that shined.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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Alias Poem
Many selves we all have
I have different alias for you to understand.
Christina Sunrise writes about planet Earth
Suzae Chevalier writes about life since birth.
Sue Chevalier writes of characters on Krendoll land
Suzae is the visual artist, storyteller who
paints and uses oral presentations to understand.
Now don't forget Puppit Lady for Razel has a voice
Melodie also who speaks with "freedom of choice."
So visit www.suzae.com right now
where you will all of them make a home
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2012
for Sue Chevalier, Christina Sunrise, and Puppit Lady
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Suzy' Is Cool
I will answer to Puppit Lady
Christina and Suzae
Suzy I will always answer to any day.
I even answer to Melodie-
my cartoon doll that lives in me.
I will answer to Sue-
hey, how do you do?
I will answer to Suzanna, and Suzanne
Susan I cringe at that, please understand.
Susan reminds of a boring girl at school
I never liked Susan but 'Suzys'is cool.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 16,2012
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Grandma Kay’s 95th Birthday
Grandma Kay just turned ninety five,
on her birthday in 2009.
In her nursing home her family was there,
Watching her blew out birthday candle without a care.
She was the star of her birthday show,
She blew out a candle that sparkled and glowed.
Friends and family sang along,
to her personalized birthday song.
Her son Russ played the guitar,
this was her best birthday by far.
She unwrapped presents from family and friends,
she was very happy like a child again.
Photo memories are snapped in time,
To remember Kay’s 95th Birthday that shined.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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Cliff Is Swell
There is a guy named Cliff,
who has a natural gift.
He plays the guitar in his band,
he make original songs from poems I understand.
During the day he keeps the heat away,
he knows his stuff anytime of day.
He makes your air conditioning cold,
he doesn't need to be told.
He also works when you are not there,
for he is licensed and insured.
His air conditioning company is named Swell,
Blue ocean waves is his logo,
so it is easy to remember and tell.
Tell all your friends he is the best,
and will get the job done,
he is great, so tell your friends and everyone.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
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Kim The Caring Soul
Kim the owner of the health food store-
is a caring soul and a whole lot more.
She makes sure I get healed right away-
she mails me my oils and herbs that same day.
I've never met Kim, but she is very sincere
she cares about your health and always signs
with a heart or a smile for good cheer.
Thank you Kim for being there
and helping with my recovery which keeps me here.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 30,2012
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Anita Travels With Me
When I was a teenager sister Anita was there,
she gave me support, she really cared.
I was the blacksheep that was to blame
for the family's unresolved shame.
Anita wanted to go with me
on my travels to friends of Dory & Mary.
I would go with Anita on a bus
we would go to different cities the two of us.
I did not want Anita to stay
I wanted her to go back home, she'ld be O.K.
But Anita stayed with me until the end
she would hang out with my city friends.
When we got home things didn't change
same family dynamics, I was to blame.
I wouldn't of missed those teenage days
they were fun and interesting anyway.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 9,2012
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Bee Gees
Bee Gees
The Bee Gees I did see,
in Florida on New Years Eve.
It was the December 1999
it was great to see Bee Gee's live.
Barry, Robin and Maurice,
sing together in harmony.
Dressed sharp and just right,
playing hits till past 12 o'clock midnight.
Bee Gees looked fantastic and in good form,
it was the millennium and they took it by storm.
Now Maurice had passed on,
all fans are sad that he is gone.
Bee Gees band will soon reform,
for the Bee Gees set the disco music norm.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 10,2011
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Your Pet Never Dies
Your pet never does die
they go on living on the
other side.
They are there to
Welcome you
when you come
home,
to let you know
that you are not
alone.
All your relatives
and friends too
are there to greet
You.
I hear it’s beautiful
on the other side,
Spirits are busy finding
Solutions to all are
problems on Earth
where we reside.
They can see our pain
and what we go through,
You can ask a loved one
for help when you are
feeling blue.
Also your angels
and your guide
there are always
there by your side.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 5,2011
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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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Green Eyed Melodie Doll
Green eyed Melodie doll,
has yellow yarn hair
and wears a velvet shawl.
Now she is friends with
Baby Majesty,
she is a mermaid that
swims in the Krendoll Sea.
She also visits Sarah Star
in her dreams.
late at night they
break spells cast by
Razel.
She is an ice-witch
that has a voice
that is nazel.
Melodie is in
five books that
rhyme,
except Unfreezing Prince Emeray,
his a story frozen in time.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 5,2011
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Hillary Clinton's Address
Hillary Rodham Clinton's address we can't dismiss,
for as human consciousness evolves, we will resolve
all issues that keep us separated from each other as a whole,
for the spiritual truth we should all know, we are from the same God.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 8,2011
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Ted Nugent
with long hair and narrow face
he jumps around all over the place.
Jumping high, jumping low
he swings from a twisted swinging rope.
Wild rock songs he does play
in Iowa Jam surrounded by hay.
Years later I would inherit a ring
from precious mother Jean that is more than bling.
Ted Nugent is Jean's cousin too-
ring reminds me of them, it's the color of blue.
A print of Ted Nugent is in the Marathon Music Center's shop
I might buy it, for Ted Nugent looks really hot
I'll wear an outfit like his and dance till I drop.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 14,2011
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When Jesus Spoke
When Jesus spoke his God self was coming through,
the same God self as me and you.
We are not separated from God,
we just lost our way,
We need to change our beliefs this present day.
We come full circle with technology,
we are at it’s mercy if we don’t see,
See the spiritual beliefs that ring true.
we can’t mess with divinity.
Like the clones we are making will become a disaster,
watch Rise Planet of the Apes and try to capture,
the moral of the story in the end,
we will mess up and have to start all over again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
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Laddy The Protector
Bark, bark is what you would hear,
from Laddy the Sheltie who would bark off your ear.
He was the protector who wasn't afraid,
he would make sure mother Jean was o.k.
He rescued her in the her swimming pool,
she fell in and he pulled on her robe so very smooth.
Photos of Laddy and Shieka my Pom-Shelty pup,
They both sat on chairs, sitting straight up.
They both played and played all day,
Shieka made Laddy happy when Jean passed away.
Now Laddy is with mother Jean,
I hope they are happy once again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
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