Rachel L. Z.
Rachel L. Z. Poems
|1.||Sticks And Stones||5/27/2007|
|4.||What You Don'T See||11/11/2007|
|6.||Thinking Of You||2/11/2008|
|10.||Fly To California||5/3/2008|
|12.||I'Ve Moved On||5/4/2008|
|15.||So Much To Say||8/8/2008|
|17.||Matters Of Making (And Keeping) Friends||8/10/2008|
|20.||The Song (Sonnet)||7/14/2007|
|21.||See Me As I Am||5/4/2008|
|22.||My Jail Cell||11/11/2007|
Comments about Rachel L. Z.
It's funny how the ones who show you the most love,
Are often the ones who say it the least
It's funny how the ones who tell you they love you the most,
Are often the ones that hurt you the most
It's funny how the ones who beg for forgiveness,
Are often the ones who least deserve it
It's funny how the ones who mess everything up,
Are often the ones who make you feel guilty
It's funny how the ones who are the happiest,
Are often the ones who've known the most heartache
It's funny how those hearts can always mend themselves,
If you give them enough ...
No one believes anymore
In Santa Claus, The Easter Bunny,
Even Cupid has lost his fans.
So they get together once a month
To plot their revenge on children everywhere
They meet in Cupid's basement,
Because Santa's basement is much too cold,
And Bunny's is filthy