shenika vermaak Poems
|1.||Father Everlasting Love||1/3/2012|
|2.||She Won'T Cry||1/3/2012|
|4.||What Happened To The Happy Days||1/3/2012|
|5.||I'M A Sad Fairy||1/3/2012|
|10.||Mothers And Daughters||1/3/2012|
|11.||For A Baby About To Come||1/3/2012|
|12.||To My Dad||1/3/2012|
|14.||For My Sister There Is No Replacement||1/3/2012|
|15.||The Writing's On The Wall||1/3/2012|
|17.||So Long For Now||1/3/2012|
Comments about shenika vermaak
Childhood is hanging your pictures on the refrigerator, and tea parties you always have to cater.
Childhood is chasing butterflies and picking flowers,
playing with blocks and making towers.
Childhood is hating nap time,
and thinking everything is always MINE
Childhood is crayons and coloring books,
Playing hide and go seek in all the right nooks.
Childhood is falling asleep to your favorite lullaby,
wishing you had wings so you could soar into the sky.
Childhood is only crying over a scrapped knee,
or being stung by a bumble bee
Childhood is thinking boys...
Father Everlasting Love
Falling in my pit of darkness
I sit upon the black rose of sadness
Dreaming of the day filled with happiness
Only to end with loneliness
Open eyes wonder why
Looking at life pass by
My hollow eyes begin to fill with crimson tear
As you still don't see the fear