lee sharon Poems
|1.||The Clock Strikes Again!||6/11/2008|
|2.||Hope And Joy That Lives Within||6/11/2008|
|3.||Life Is More Than You Expect...||6/17/2008|
|4.||Seven Thing... Happy!||8/15/2008|
|6.||I Hate Them! ! ! ! ! ! ! !||9/15/2008|
|7.||The Powerful Force.||7/31/2008|
|9.||My So So Wonderful Mommy!||9/21/2008|
|10.||My So So Wonderful Daddy!||9/21/2008|
|12.||The Land Of Joy.||7/12/2008|
|13.||The Day I Went To The Beach||6/8/2008|
|14.||Love The Lonely||6/8/2008|
|15.||The Bird That Was In The Little Garden.||6/8/2008|
|18.||Smiles Are Something Speacial||6/12/2008|
|19.||The Black Rose||6/23/2008|
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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,
it was call the rose of death,
to me it is the rose of a survivor.
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.
The rain pours when strike by the tiger lighting, the thunder lion roars running acoss forming smokes of warning. RUN! RUN!