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Monday, October 10, 2005 |
A teacher should have
A special place
In every child's heart.
Because in this game of life,
They help them get their start.
I just want to thank you, Mrs :Lister
For all the things you've done.
You're a very special teacher,
And to me you're number one!
:: Postado por Helena | 3:50 PM | |
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Friday, March 11, 2005 |
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Thursday, March 10, 2005 |
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Tuesday, March 08, 2005 |
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In the storm
Stands the white rose
tumultuous waves
of destruction abound her
Yet tall is the white rose
strong in the face
Of the sensed doom around her
And she does not bow down
Pure is the white rose
In the compost earth
growing eternal strength
in the nights that so hurt
I see not the white rose
She is so far away
But I long to protect her
But only the words can I say
So I send her my words
And my poets heart
To help her when
there is hope to see her through
Be Strong little flower
Your heart will guide true
And as long as you want
I will always talk to you
:: Postado por Helena | 8:08 PM | |
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Monday, March 07, 2005 |
:: Postado por Helena | 10:34 PM | |
Angel Blessing
Angels around us,
angels beside us,
angels within us.
Angels are watching over you
when times are good or stressed.
Their wings wrap gently around you,
:: Postado por Helena | 8:19 PM | |
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Sunday, March 06, 2005 |
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Saturday, February 26, 2005 |
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Friday, February 25, 2005 |
in a secluded hide-away,
His table manners were not great,
he left the place in disarray.
Sometimes 'neath overhanging rocks
Or in a cove 'neath bushes still.
You'll see piles of empty shells
Of clams. An otter had his fill.
The squirriel is a great one too,
He'll take his food and run,
Hiding it in places safe,
He'll work till all is done.
Walking in the bush some days
You'll find a little pack,
Of pine cones, taken all apart,
A squirrel's mid-day snack.
The big old moose is quite a sight,
His manners are not neat,
He wades into the waters deep,
And never takes stool or seat.
He'll stand and chew and snort and drool,
Untill his meal is done,
It must be that he likes it cool,
He even makes it look like fun.
High in the blue sky looking down
A hawk soars smoothly in the air,
His eyes glance swiftly left, then right,
Nothing escapes his constant stare.
When he sees a would-be-meal,
He'll go into his dive,
And grab whate're it was he saw,
It won't be long alive.
So all have different ways to live,
Each lives his own true way,
All things in Nature have their place,
:: Postado por Helena | 4:24 PM | |
In the early hours of morning
Misty clouds rise from the lake,
They twist and swirl and slowly rise
Till soon a bigger cloud they make.
The sun is trying to break through
With rays that gently warm the day'
The mist still lingers on,like dreams
That slowly fade when dawn turns grey.
The tree tops bathed in sunshine bright
Show promise of what is to be,
Blue skies and warmth, a gentle breeze
A splendid day for us to see.
A loon glides softly through the fog
Enjoying yet another morn,
With flapping wings and eerie cry
Tells all another day is born.
:: Postado por Helena | 4:14 PM | |
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Thursday, February 24, 2005 |
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:: Postado por Helena | 7:40 AM | |
Every day can be a beautiful day.
Just take a look around you
and think about all of the
wonderful things you have
to be thankful for...
the sunshine,
roses,
laughter,
close friends,
family,
music,
and beautiful dreams.
The storm is never
half as bad as it seems.
Don't let the rain ruin your day.
When the dark clouds move in
just smile,
because the good times
are on the way.
:: Postado por Helena | 7:27 AM | |
I'm sending you an angel hug
to brighten your day.
Your angel will smooth out the road
should trouble come your way.
She'll ease your disappointment
and take away your fear
until the music of your dreams
is the only song you hear.
She'll plant the seeds
of love and hope
deep inside your heart,
and her touch of sunshine
will make the clouds depart.
frustrated, or blue,
remember that your angel
is there for you.
:: Postado por Helena | 7:17 AM | |
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Tuesday, February 22, 2005 |
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Friday, February 18, 2005 |
heyyyy...`vanessa is backkkkkk :)
3 days l don't have school , now i am going to my dad's house and my mom :)
after going to mall, today is my dayyyy yesssssss.....
Kiss .
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Wednesday, February 16, 2005 |
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Wednesday, January 19, 2005 |
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Friday, January 14, 2005 |
:: Postado por Helena | 7:40 PM | |
