Biography of leanna hall
God has given me the gift for writing poetry. I'm actually 12 going 13, straight a student, active sports player, especially enjoy soccer, love mystery novels, live in beautiful Bermuda, and go to Sandys Seconary Middle School. Oh and I love purple.
leanna hall's Works:
leanna hall Poems
The earth shook The guards fell Jesus was alive and well The angel told the women not to fear
On The Edge
I’m on the edge of life Trying to figure out just what ill do This my choice no one else’s Falling off the edge still stubborn and rude
No Time To Lose
Three days after death he arose To show us all the way to go To direct those have gone astray To guide them in the right way
The River Of Life
It flows thruogh the banks of my soul Brings pure and clean relief Quenches my desprete thrist Ripens my daily harvest
I’m sorry for causing pain and grief But sometimes you don’t understand Sometimes being alone is the thing I need to help me turn around I get angry when being talked to
Blank Mind troubled At the edge Black blue green red
My feet are so big My face so ugly My parents hate me They lie and say they love me
I have moved far from you many times, But I still hear you calling me home. I tried walking without you, But everytime I fell you picked me up.
While we are still shifting shadows Moving from one religion to the next Our God sstands firm, strong, and solid Just look right there in his holy text
Jesus will take me when i die To a place where I shall not cry Heavan is the name of this wonderful place Filled with God's love, light, and grace
At the edge
Black blue green red
I only see colors
Cause everything’s in a blur
Trying to make up my mind
What comforts me most?
But it seems I’m running out time