Biography of lee sharon
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lee sharon Poems
The Black Rose
The black rose, laying on the white table, with water drops on each pedal, from the night where a storm started,
Smiles Are Something Speacial
I love to smile, for a smile is something speacial that it could brighten up a day, smile,
Seven roses, I had, counting one by one thinking what each it means, the white rose, clean and pure, like God's heart so dearly, black evil and darkness,
The Bird That Was In The Little Garden.
I was having a nice walk to a garden that was full of white and blue roses by the path, the roses smell heavenly, I then, heard a beautilful voice that was around the corner, singing, I look and look but find nothing was there, until I look up at the tree that was beside me,
Love The Lonely
I had two friend, the first I meet when I was eleven, the second is when I was twelve.
Jesus Christ the only God's Son was sent to earth from his Father from the Heaven above, died for our sins so we can be with him, so pure his heart is with love and care, he has,
The Day I Went To The Beach
It was another day, I went to the beach, there I could feel the wind breeze right through me, not many people were there,
The Land Of Joy.
The magic land, far away, from two worlds that come as one, where welcomes,
I Hate Them! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
I hate those with minds of worms, dumb they are foolish they can be, strike those with minds of evil how could people support them in ways, seeing these makes me blast with range,
Funny I am to hear poems of them, poems I like the most is about friends, but poems I see is much saying bad, I am not mean but I don't like to be sad,
Seven Thing... Happy!
Cherry, by the morning glory bells on top of the blossom, Snow, settle on the mountains edge ready to treble,
Crossing the green nature, seeking what to expore above the mountain and the tree, just to know what it is about, except to find it near the river, near the forest,
The Powerful Force.
Moment at it's cause the wind rise as it sweeps the ground off, the sea reached hiting the mountain breaking it's connecting between the rock, running againts the green fungus. The earth breaks apart, as the fire reached it's limit the lava exploded, down the hill it flows. The flames no pitty it puts upon coming running down in rage.
Life Is More Than You Expect...
I leap over the high walls, to see the world out there, I run about 100 km, just to get myself up loaded,
The Black Rose
The black rose,
laying on the white table,
with water drops on each pedal,
from the night where a storm started,
strong it's root deep it stranded,
the rain washed down it came,
yet not a single damaged it caused,
the morning where the sun was burning,
water all it dry but the rose still damp,