Loretta Doyle Smalley
I am 20 years old. I live in Columbus, Ohio. I am married now. Randy Dean Smalley is a really great guy. I love him with all of my heart. I wouldn't trade him for any other man in the world. I have always loved writing poems. I just write whatever it is that I feel or think. I am a daddysgirl. I am a tomboy. more »
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Loretta Doyle Smalley Poems
As I think about it more and more each day, it comes clearer to me. What I feel in my heart is no lie.
The sun shines very brightly. When cluds are not covering it. The sun is yellow. The sun comes up in the morning. The sun shines during the day.
People think that money is everything. Well news flash for them money is not everything! ! Yeah buys you food, cars, houses, toys, and clothes, but it can't buy true family, and real friends. Most important of all it can't buy true love.
I was in need of a friend, And because i didn't have this friend I was lost in this world. You came in to my life and showed me who I really was. I could share my problems with you and you understood.
It's really hard being someone's friend, when they only think of theirself. True friends stick together no matter what. They are always there for eachother. They don't talk about you behide your back.
A heart is filled with blood. It is bright red. That is if it is a good heart. It depends on the person.
Have You Ever?
Have you ever been in-love? Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you lost someone that you are close to do to death? Have you ever had to watch your back because of people wanting to jump you?
The hot sun shining down on everyone and everything. It tans some people and gives bad sun burns to others. People having parties, cookouts, and playing games outside. People going to pools and beaches to swim.
A Smilely Face
I am happy today. You were really happy yesterday. Dustin might make us proud today. Which would bring a smile to our faces.
Everyday I lock myself in my room and let the tears fall from my eyes. Everynight instead of sleeping, I cry and cry. It's getting really hard to hold these tears in. Everyday my life falls apart more and more.
I hate the way people stare at me like I am a nobody. Because I am a somebody. I hat getting sick. I hate losing people that I am close to.
People say that this country is free. To me it is not free. Anywhere you go your not free. Your not free to say what you want to say about how you feel.
Whenever I am down all I have to do is look at you picture. Your smile makes my heart melt. When I look in your eyes I get butterflies in my stomach. When you hug me it is special to me.
As time goes by sometimes the memory can fade away. Even the good ones, the ones that mean something. If by chance your memory begins to fade away, please don't forget me. Remember the great times we had together.
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I wrote this poem for my older sister Wendi. I worte it this year for her for Mother's Day. I love you sis! !
As I think about it more and more each day, it comes clearer to me.
What I feel in my heart is no lie.
It is all real.
Back in the day we didn't get along that well.
Most of the time we did nothing but fight.
Day after day there were sheded tears and sometimes sheded blood.
I know that you never meant to hurt me.
I never meant to hurt you.
Everything got crazy right quick as I got in high school.
No matter what I did you...