Biography of Talisha Hetrick
I am 19 years old. My name is Talisha Renee Hetrick.
My hobbies are: swimming, writing, hanging with friends, singing, acting and playing sports. I graduated from Susquenita High School. I also got a certificate of Completion at Vo-tech for Graphic Communications.
Talisha Hetrick's Works:
I have one poem published in 'Timeless Voices'
Talisha Hetrick Poems
When god calls little children to dwell with him above, We mortals sometimes question the wisdom of his love. For no heartache compares with the death of one small child, who does so much to make our world seem so wonderful and mild. Perhaps god tires of calling the aged to his fold, so he picks a little rose bud before it can grow old.
Forever In Your Heart
Forever in your heart when you speak of me, Speak not with tears. For thoughts of me should not be sad. Let memories of the time we shared give you comfort.
Honesty And Lies
I trusted her, Her words were so soft and so calm, With no lies hidden beneath the sweet syllables. Honesty was a big problem with us,
When I'm in my pool, I pretend I'm in the ocean. Swimming free like a dolphin, mermaid or shark. You could pretend anything. Live anyway and just not worry about anything.
I never knew seven letters could kill, That so many people die at anothers will. No words, no tears, just cuts they refuse to see. Maybe worthless is all you'll ever be.
Light is brought through the warmth of a friends eyes. It is sought by most of us, And is found by even more. Those who never see the light,
I tried to tell you that he isn't right for you, I tried to warn you. You're not yourself anymore. You are out partying and skipping school, all for what...him?
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'Friendship Lasts Forever.' is what people say. I used to believe them, but not anymore. Now I realize as time goes by that the bestest friends you've ever had are the first that you let go. It doesn't seem fair, but nothing ever is.
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So many people wish they have it all... So they just pretend. They minipulate their parents to make them get anything they want. But in the end what do they truly have?
To A Crow, Shifting Through Suburban Tra...
They call you death. Death, like you're some kind of disease; A weeper, a deciever, a dirty habit not yet kicked. Is there nothing out there better for you, grander for you,
I'll preted you didn't see me looking at you too. I'll pretend you'll always like me and I'll pretend I'll never like you. I'll pretend when you're around me, All I want is friends.
Can'T Find Myself
I am locked away, In the center of my heart, Or in the center of my soul. No one can hear me,
She tells me to can it She tells me I'm stupid He tells me I'm worthless He tells me I'm fat
When god calls little children to dwell with him above,
We mortals sometimes question the wisdom of his love.
For no heartache compares with the death of one small child, who does so much to make our world seem so wonderful and mild.
Perhaps god tires of calling the aged to his fold, so he picks a little rose bud before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them, so he takes but just a few,
To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view.
Beleiving this is difficult still somehow