Here I go-falling down
Just can’t seem to hit the ground
I don’t know how and whyLost my wings
can’t learn to fly
Never ending fall
Can’t find you cause I lost it all
I know when I hit the end
I’ll have to try my hardest to defend
Will you stand there and watch me land?
Or will you help me and lend me a hand?
Now I just keep going on
Till I fall so hard that I’m gone
The Real ME
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Be A Child
I want to keep those times alive in me forever,
When “GETTING HIGH” meant “ON A SWING”.
When “DRINKING” meant “ APPLE JUICE”.
When “DAD” was the only “HERO”.
When “LOVE” was “MOM’s HUG”.
When “DAD’s SHOULDER” was the “HIGHEST PLACE ON EARTH”.
When your “WORST ENEMIES” were “YOUR SIBLINGS”.
When the only thing that could “HURT” were “SKINNED KNEES”.
When the only things “BROKEN” were your “TOYS”.
And When “GOOD BYES” only meant “TILL TOMORROW”.
Cheers to CHILDHOOD!!!!
Be a Child Friends!!!!!
When “GETTING HIGH” meant “ON A SWING”.
When “DRINKING” meant “ APPLE JUICE”.
When “DAD” was the only “HERO”.
When “LOVE” was “MOM’s HUG”.
When “DAD’s SHOULDER” was the “HIGHEST PLACE ON EARTH”.
When your “WORST ENEMIES” were “YOUR SIBLINGS”.
When the only thing that could “HURT” were “SKINNED KNEES”.
When the only things “BROKEN” were your “TOYS”.
And When “GOOD BYES” only meant “TILL TOMORROW”.
Cheers to CHILDHOOD!!!!
Be a Child Friends!!!!!
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