Wondrous Eyes
(dedicated to my heart, Makayla)
Large eyes, wondrous gazing at me
my little makayla age three
always asking the question'Why'
seldom the answers have I
Her laughter music to my ears
wonder what she thinks about all day
maybe of princesses, dolls, teddy bears
and books and candy while she plays
With one hug from her my heart soars
Who could ask for more?
(c.) 06-18-2008 by giovanna clay-scarfino
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Makayla you have to change.
I listened to what God told me.
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That 60 seconds with God changed my life. I opened my eyes to what is right in front of my eyes. Instead of looking beyond.. All I had to do is look right in fornt of me.
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Oh, My Darling Daughter MaKayla
Oh, My Darling Daughter, MaKayla,
My God, how I have missed you.
I thought of you every second of every day,
Always wondering just what it was that you were up to.
You had thought that I had forgotten,
But, Baby Girl, I cannot ever forget.
None of the Hell that we all went through,
Nor any of the things that I may now regret.
Oh, My Darling Daughter, MaKayla,
I love you, so very much.
It practically killed of these past years,
How you and I some how lost touch.
Oh, My Darling Daughter, MaKayla,
I am so proud of you, and whom you have become.
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And to me, you are simply Number 1.
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Wake up Makayla
It's time to wake up
Mother is not coming home
No matter what they say
She didn't want you
That's why you are were you are
Makayla, please wake up
I know you want your mother
But she doesn't want you
She gave you away
Remember how she treated you
Please Makayla just Wake up
This is not a dream
Your mother is a monster
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Me as in MaKayla Straight
Cant you see
No matter what you say
No matter what you do
I am me
Me as in MaKayla Straight
You may be able to make me fall
But you cannot hold me down
Because I am as they say strong
I hold my head up high
I frown at those who think they are better
I smile at those who hold their ground
We all seen a rainy day
We know what its like to be on the ground
But I will be damned if I stay there
I pick my ass up
Dust myself off
And smile again
I know I am stronger
After all I do have the blood of a survivor in me
So cant you see
At the end of the day
I am me
MaKayla Straight
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A Teddy Bear Is Forever
There’s a spot in the garden of childhood,
That children and adults can share;
A place in the heart and memory,
For one’s very own stuffed teddy bear.
Now, a little girl’s dolls will get broken,
And a little boy’s kites fly away,
But a soft, cuddly teddy’s forever,
When we’ve gotten too grownup to play.
And a young lady’s dreams may be dampened,
And a man sees his plans go astray,
But a teddy bear kept from our childhood,
Through life’s troubles will faithfully stay.
For whether it’s kept in a bookcase,
Or lying on top of one’s bed,
A teddy bear waits for it’s owner,
With eyes wide awake in it’s head.
And if all the world’s children were given,
The gift of a soft teddy bear,
We should see their glad faces,
Reflecting love and goodwill everywhere.
© S.E.S
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Dear Lord,
You know what's best in everyone's heart; including my Grandma Helen. As you know she was diagnosed with lung cancer and has only a short time to live. I must ask you why. Why is her life being cut so short? She is loved by many; including myself. I was named after her because of the amazing woman that she is. I wish to become like her one day. Smart, beautiful, talented, and loved. I do not know anyone who does not love her or her cooking. She is an amazing woman that I am glad that I am related to. However Lord, why must you take her into your gates? Is it really her time? If I can may I ask to take her place? I do not wish to see her go. I rather it be me. Heaven awaits for her, but she is needed her by many. We will miss her all dear Lord. Please Do Not Take Her
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I Hate The Law
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NO matter how far we are, he has my heart
It hurts to know how far we are
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Age, does it really matter?
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Oh how I hate you Law
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She is always sad, mad, hopeless, even worthless
That girl is always blamed for everything.
That girl is so ashamed of her self
Everybody trys to make her feel better
But she feels so wet
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That girl is weird trying to fit in
She trys and trys but the more she trys the more she cries
That girl is funny
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When I talk to you
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I always want to be your beau
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teddy bears and dolls
Snowy paths that twinkle bright
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Evergreens and stories told
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brothy soup on Christmas eve
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* * *
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Sometimes I dream I can close my eyes and be anywhere
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When we are together
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Teddy Bear Christmas
All the teddy bears love the snow,
They are always ready with their sleds to go.
I love their spirit of adventure and play,
All their joy and love for boys and girls comes with a teddy bear hug.
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Bless all the teddy bears everywhere,
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and swept off to the sky by her sensual looks.
But reach his ears to her groans and longing sighs.
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Long Enough
My heart is like a bird that sings
and soars with outspread wings.
My heart is like a flute that plays
a lilting song that sings.
It knows no sorrow when you're near.
It only knows my dear
that however long you are with me
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My heart is like a rose in bloom
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My heart is like a chandelier
with crystals oh so clear.
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Long enough to bask
in the warmth of all my love for you,
long enough for two
to never question or wonder why
my heart is yours then sigh.
'Forever, forever
That's long enough.'
I cry.
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What is going on?
What is going on here?
I had everything.
Now I have nothing.
My heart is burning into hells cell.
I lost my pride.
Every love I had diappeared into darkness.
My face is paler than ever.
It feels like nobody cares.
I am alone.
So What the hell is going on?
Please tell me.
What is happening?
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Mysterious
it stopped raining
my pain has stopped
i am not sappy
i am happy
since i met you
i feel to say i love you
i cant cry
my tears went dry
i dont want to die
i want to fly
my heart
is like art
Mysterious
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Questions about will you love me
What would you say
If I told you I love you
Would you take me in your strong arms and hold me
Or would you turn your back on me and never look at me
I don't knoe if I should put my heart in a situation that might cause a broken heart
I need to know if you love me
I want you so bad
Do you want me
What would you say if I told you I was yours forever
Would you kiss me so heavenly gentle that I would feel like I am in heaven
Will you love me
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Why Am I In Love With You?
How is it I am drawn to you?
I can't stop thinking about you.
I can't stop thinking of the moments we shared.
I just can't seem to stop loving you.
How is it your pulling me toward yourself.
What magic do you hold on me.
I only wish you felt the way I feel about you.
But we both know that would never happen.
How is it your smile gets me everytime,
just like your eyes,
your charm,
but what gets me the most is your heart and soul.
How is it all I have to do is look at you and I am yours?
All you have to do is hear your name and I am in love.
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Picture this
On then off relationship does it make sense? My heart
doesn’t understand this nonsense. My heart thinks on its own.
It holds defense when love is doing wrong. Holds offense
to keep its love at a steady beat and in control. My heart
even plays music cause it knows your favorite old R&B songs.
My heart keeps memories of special moments so when I think
of the bad I see the good and wont be mad or sad. My heart
knows it can't win a fight against love. My heart can stay up late
night and argue with love. My heart can't hide love in the dark
because my heart likes to show off love in during day light.
But we can make love at the stroke of midnight. My heart can’t lie
about love. My heart will write about love telling love how much big
love I got over the love I already got for love. My heart can't run from
love don't want to leave it behind. My heart rather walking close to love
to catch everything my heart needs from love. My heart can’t be in two
different places cause it only remember one face. My heart will do
anything to prove its love. My heart can’t close its eyes on love but
my heart could dream about love when I sleep. My heart is not about
to beg for love either you want me or you don't. And they say a person
heart doesn't have a brain.
Does everything happens for a reason or because
how the seasons changes maybe we just don't see
the blessing we have in front of us.
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