Biography of Miranda Will
Contact me @: Randijay@gmail.com
My pen name comes form a nick name my uncle gave me when I was little. I am his favorite nice of 6, he is my one uncle that I do have contact with. My last name is my grandpa's last name and he has passed on. That is how I became Randi Jay Williamson.
I have a tendency to say what’s on my mind before thinking of the consequences, and often hurt the person I try not to hurt. I have been separated from all my friends and most of my family by their choice or gods. I have one really good friend that does understand what I am going through, because he is too going through something similar. I am thankful to this sight for giving people like me a way to let out my feelings in poetry as well as read others that I can relate to.
I am going through some really tough times right now. I found out that I need to have surgery on both of my feet for a problem that will only get worse the longer I wait. My mom made the appointments on April 5th 2010 and August 10th 2010. I will have so much free time that I will hopefully come up with some new poems. Until then, LOVE EVERYONE EVERYWHERE.
So This year I am a Senior in Highschool and I have not had much time to write poetry. I have alot of poems, but I have to type them up.
Miranda Will Poems
A Snowy Sunset
Snow Snow on the ground Sun is sinking down down down Trees trees covered in Wight People gasp at the sight
The Sad Story
By: A friend For: Everyone in the world, this may come in handy when you are lost. The sad story
Where I Am From
I am from a small close knit family, From a place where stuffed animals are the best listeners I am from a house where tripping over milk cans are normal From a yard where UFF DA means S + hit
We Are Sisters, We Are Twins!
Three years ago you were the Freshman, I was the Sophomore, We connected like no one else ever has.
Where I Am From
I am from a small close knit family,
From a place where stuffed animals are the best listeners
I am from a house where tripping over milk cans are normal
From a yard where UFF DA means S + hit
I am from blankets that keep me warm
From, a bed, where my mom and I talk
I am from a Kitchen where something is always cooking
From a plate of lasagna I home made