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I need a poem for a family having a baby girl (10pts)? Ok my mom is making a diaper cake for them....and she asked me to do the card...and to find a good poem to put in the card for them!! I can't really find anything so can you please help me out and either put a website with baby poems or poem(s) in the answer! Thanks!!! :D Best answer will get 10 pts!!

New baby "congratulations" cards? Does anyone know of a really sweet little saying or poem or something that i can write in a card for my friend who just had a baby girl today (!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Anything written in your cards when you had a baby, that really caught your eye?? Anything appreciated Thanks xox xox

I need a cute poem or saying for my baby shower thank you cards? Just like the title says I want a cute poem or saying to write on ALL of my thank you cards for my baby shower gifts and under that I will write my personalized message. Please give me ideas I don't want the poems to be too long I have to hand write 50+ thank you cards so please take that into consideration. Also I am having a little girl and were naming her Adalynn Faye if that helps. Thanks! I have looked online haven't found to many I love, so original ideas would be GREAT!

What do you think of this baby shower gift idea for guests? I am having a baby girl and I make jewelry. I thought for my guests at my baby shower I could make earrings for everyone. I was thinking I would buy card stock and put a saying or poem thanking my guests on it with the earrings attached. I am quite sure everyone has pierced ears. I thought a homemade thoughtful gift would be nice. What do you think of this gift? And any ideas for a message?

I need a Baby Shower poem for my invitations? I want it to be a poem that asks to bring something like a book instead of a card, or some diapers, or anything that would be useful. I just want something different. Any suggestions? btw the baby is a girl if that helps at all

Where to find a Christian Birth Congratulations verse or poem? I am looking for a poem or verse to put on a Birth Congratulations card for my brother and sister-in-law. The blank card I have is Precious Moments, and it's for a baby girl. Does anyone know where I can find a nice verse that will be a blessing to them? I have been searching the internet for about 30 minutes at least and can't find anything.

Poem to mark a 1st birthday in heaven? Hi, My friend lost her baby girl last year and she would have been one in 2 weeks. She is marking the day like a birthday with a balloon and a cake etc. I want to make a card and have been looking for poems on the internet, does anyone know of any fitting one a could put inside my hand made card?

What should i get for a Mommy to be present? Okay. My sister is expecting a gift for mothers day. I have her a card but i want to get her like a poem and put it in a frame. Soo what do you* thing i should get her? Flowers? Oh and shes have a baby girl! <3 Thankss!

Poetry about a special girl..? This poem I'm writing is for myy special girl, you make up every little piece of my world When I'm with you, I put on the biggest smile but that smile hasn't came out in a great while. When I think about us, I remember those days, how we were always so bored and in a maze We had nothing to do, yet so much time, don't worry baby boo It's not your fault, it's mine. I just wanted to say baby boo I missed you and every single time I see you, Ima kiss you. Grab a tissue, Because this some emotional *** stuff, when I herd I was leaving it was pretty tough To know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams, then I start to ask myself, is this what love means? Is it suppose to be this damn hard, Its leaving me physically, mentally and emotionally scared. Now play your card and tell me what's read, tell me baby girl, is this How Love Feels? By, Shawn Heffron Dedicated to a once wonderful girl in my life.

Can you help with baby shower invitation for twin granddaughters? I waited to have a shower until the girls were a little older (5 months old) so they would receive gifts that will be needed as they get a little older (i.e. high chairs, potty chairs). Would like to request gift cards because they live out of state. They are still receiving gifts of clothing and are running out of closet space - so really don't need more clothes at this time. It would be nice to put this in a little poem but I'm not very creative. Need your help!

Would it be rude or improper to hold a baby shower like this? I'm having a baby shower for my sister who is having her 3rd child. She has some things that she's been using since her first child, but really you use baby stuff daily and through 2 children it could be replaced. Also they have 2 girls so if this one is a boy things will need to be bought. I thought gift cards would be a nice idea so once they have the baby and know what sex it is they can buy pink or blue items. I came up with a poem and instructions for the invitations. Please don't be rude but let me know what you think... o.k. idea or will people be offended. A babies on the way, oh what will it be? Their first little boy or a girl to make three! Please join us to celebrate And decorate a tree… A tree with warm wishes From friends and family. A photo will be sent Once this angel appears To say thank you to all For your love, kindness and cheer! Please join us on ____?_____ to celebrate the coming arrival of baby Jackson. Gifts are not necessary but if you wish to get something for the baby you can use this envelope to put a Visa gift card in to hang on the tree at the party. Don’t forget to decorate the envelope and leave a message to the baby on the included card. Once the baby is born and blue or pink is determined The proud parents will send a photo of the baby and the gift that you helped provide. We look forward to seeing you all! Thanks for the input... the only reason I specified visa gift card is so she doesn't get all Walmart cards, nothing wrong with Walmart, but if everyone thinks diapers she wouldn't be able to get clothes and other things you can't get there.

I wrote this poem for my girlfriend Morgan..do you like it? ( I had been sent by the courts to a boot camp rehabilitation center for 3 months..had to leave my baby behind :(.. )... This poem is called, How Love Feels How Love Feels This poem I'm writing is for my special girl, you make up every little piece of my world When I'm with you, I put on the biggest smile, yet that smile hasn't came out, in a great while. When I think about you I remember those days, how we were so bored and in a maze. Didn't have nothing to do, yet so much time, don't worry baby boo it's not your fault its mine. I just wanna say baby boo i missed you and every single time i see you ima kiss you, grab a tissue Because this is some emotional as$ stuff, when I herd I was leaving it was pretty tough. To know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams, now I'm starting to ask myself, is this what love means. Is it suppose to be this damn hard, its leaving me physically, mentally and emotionally scared. Now play your card and tell me what's real, can you tell me baby girl, is this How Love Feels? By, Shawn-to Morgan ( how is it???, i don't know what to think, i hope she will like it.. ) Thanks

I need help writing a poem!!!!! PLEASE!!!? So I have been trying for two days now to write a poem for my husband and I give up. I will let someone else take the credit for the poem I send him. I am sending him a care package as he is in the navy on deployment. I have been trying to write the poem about How much I love him How much I miss him The fact that I am 4 months pregnant We are expecting a baby girl How proud of him I am And I hope he is safe and comes home soon If anyone is better with words than I am and can help me in any way I would be very appreciative and best answer gets the points. All credit will go to the writers. I just really want a nice poem inside his card since he loves poetry Thank you!!!

what do you guys/girls think of this poem? It's called How love feels.. This poem I'm writing is for my, special girl, you make up every little piece of my world, when I'm with you I put on the biggest smile but that smile hasn't came out inn a great while, when I think about us I remember those days, how we were so bored and in a maze, didn't have nothing to do yet so much time, don't worry baby boo it's not your fault, it's mine, I just want to say baby boo i miss you and every single time I see you ima kiss you, grab a tissue cause this is some emotional ass stuff, when I herd I was leaving it was pretty tough to know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams, then I started to ask myself is this what love means, is it suppose to be this damn hard, it's leaving me physically, mentally and emotionally scared, now play your card and tell me what's real what's the deal tell me baby girl, is this how love feels?- I wrote it for my girl and I am going to give it to her tomorrow..is it OK? I want it to mean a lot to her...any opinions would help liven my spirits, thanks everyone! Shawn Thanks Natasha!

First father's day poem? I am making a personalized photo greeting card, and I need a poem for my husband's first fathers day from our little girl!!! i have tried all the poem sites, but nothing is cute to use "from" a baby girl. I have been googling for hours- any help?

How are these poems? Heartache The guy of my dreams I never need to wake up when he is there He makes me laugh Smile A real smile. He makes me feel like butterflies are fluttering in my heart Hummingbirds singing their song of spring Clearing my head When he is next to me I cannot breathe My heart cannot beat Yet it is thumping like the feet of an angry herd of elephants When he wrapped my in his arms I wanted to melt away Freeze time Hold the moment in a crystal ball Saved from the future Always the present So I ask myself... Why did it have to change? Why couldn't he just keep letting me feel that feeling of...love? Was it love? I think so. Better than this heartache that ripples in my temples Nauseates my stomach Turns my blood into ice My skin into a numb shell Threatening to break any moment But tears cannot come. Heartache does. Why? Why does she get the guy? The perfect parents? The life that seems to be posed for like a family photo Everyone wears a matching outfit Gears working together to form a perfect circuit At Christmas she sits by her fireplace In her warm fuzzy pajamas Cuddling her baby sister Looking out the window at the snow on the windowpane Falling slowly and beautifully Why does the rich dumb blonde get it all? While her fellow humans must wish for something Work for it Want it, really want it To get it Why do I never get the guy? Because she gets him first in the petty game of prizes I must sit at home My parents divorced My rebel sister and lonely brother My gay mother and her partner who has no sentiment to me It's not jealousy It is anger to The Girl Who Gets It All She does not have to try She does not care. To her it is just a game. Can't she see? There is more to life than game pieces and playing cards You do not roll the dice to see what you get, Win the prize And go on with everything. One choice matters Why is she an ignorant moron? Why do I care?

Which one do you like better? The first poem/rap I wrote was just random thoughts about a real real slut I dated... The second poem was about a girl I loved, but then I got sent to a 3 month boot camp & couldn't see her.. so I wrote this for her. Any opinions would be greatly, greatly appreciated. Thanks E1 You have a bunch a phone numbers, pictures & notes say you fucking bitches when you prolly fucking goats sitting around, all day long doing nothing, but that's just you you could be looking for a job but you don't want to don't let this wave of life pull you back into the past concentrate on the present & what you want to last be smart & think about the decisions you're making but first, think hard about all the risks that you're taking you use to work, you called in sick, always faking lost your job, quit going & left you're employer forsaken think real hard about what I've just told you It's time to refresh & throw away the old you now move on, get your mind on the right track put in 110% always & never look back This poem I'm writing is for my, special girl You make up every little piece of my world When I'm with you, I put on the biggest smile But that smile hasn't came out, in a great while When I think aboutchu, I remember those days How we were so bored & in a maze Didn't have nothing to do, yet so much time Don't worry baby boo, it's not your fault it's mine I just wanna say baby boo I missed you & every single time I see you, Ima kiss you Grab a tissue cause this is some emotional ass stuff When I Heard I was leaving, it was pretty tough To know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams Then I start to ask myself is this what love means Is it suppose to be this damn hard It's leaving me physically, mentally & emotionally scared Now play your card & tell me what's real Tell em baby girl, is this how love feels? **** Tell ME baby girl, is this how love feels ****

Check out what I wrote..? The poem was about a girl I loved, but then I got sent to a 3 month boot camp & couldn't see her.. so I wrote this for her. Any opinions would be greatly, greatly appreciated. Thanks E1 This poem I'm writing is for my, special girl You make up every little piece of my world When I'm with you, I put on the biggest smile But that smile hasn't came out, in a great while When I think aboutchu, I remember those days How we were so bored & in a maze Didn't have nothing to do, yet so much time Don't worry baby boo, it's not your fault it's mine I just wanna say baby boo I missed you & every single time I see you, Ima kiss you Grab a tissue cause this is some emotional *** stuff When I Heard I was leaving, it was pretty tough To know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams Then I start to ask myself is this what love means Is it suppose to be this damn hard It's leaving me physically, mentally & emotionally scared Now play your card & tell me what's real Tell em baby girl, is this how love feels? I like it Nooooor... Sorry If I put too many or too little o's in it ? :/ lol

ANYONE KNOW A POEM FOR A DADDY? I am making a card for my fiance. We have a daugher who is almost 4 months and i need a poem that is written to him from his baby girl? anyone know any

A poem for my new born niece.. what do u think? I've never written a poem bfore... but i wanted to try something new... so i wrote this just for her =) Hello my adorable niece, Hope sumday we'll be able to meet. Just a simple card to say hi, Hope it will bring u laughter but not a cry. With pictures your parents will show, A baby girl and how she will grow. Beautiful and Adorable as can be, Just like your aunt, that's me! :P I guess this is the end, Hope you enjoyed my lil poem. Koko (brother) don't forget when it's late Remember to put my baby niece early to bed. Ah soh (sis-in-law) take care of yourself, And please put this on top of my niece's shelf. So she can remember me by, Her favorite aunt who writes ..

A poem type thing I wrote for my girlfriend..you think she'll like it? ( i was gone in boot camp for a couple months, I wrote it a couple days before i came back ) ~ How Love feels ~ This poem I'm writing is for my, special girl, you make up every little piece of my world, when I'm with you I put on the biggest smile, but that smile hasn't came out, in a great while, when I think about you, i remember those days, how we we're so bored and in a maze, didn't have nothing to do, yet so much time, don't stress it baby boo its not your fault, its mine, I jus wanna say baby boo i missed you and every single time i see you ima kiss you, grab a tissue cuz this is some emotional as$ stuff, when i herd i was leaving it was pretty tough, to know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams, then i start to ask myself is this what love means, is it suppose to be this damn hard, its leaving me physically, mentally and emotionally scared, now play your card and tell me whats real, tell me baby girl, is this how love feels? - That's the deal ;)

Do you like this poem?!? This poem I'm writing is for my, special girl you make up every little piece of my world when I'm with you, I put on the biggest smile but that smile hasn't came out, in a great while when I think about you, I remember those days how we were so bored, an every day phase didn't have nothing to do, yet so much time don't worry baby boo, it's not your fault it's mine I just want to say baby boo, I missed you & every single time I see you, Im'a kiss you if it's a bother or an issue, baby here's a tissue I know this is emotional type stuff when I heard I was leaving, it was pretty tough to know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams then I start to ask myself, is this what love means is it suppose to be this dang hard, it's leaving me physically, mentally but mostly emotionally scarred now play your card, tell me what's real tell me baby girl, is how how love feels? O haha whoops... LAST LINE - is This how love feels * I wrote it when I was 15

I wrote this poem, any opinions..? This poem I'm writing is for my, special girl you make up every little piece of my world when I'm with you, I put on the biggest smile but that smile hasn't came out, in a great while when I think about you, I remember those days how we were so bored, an every day phase didn't have nothing to do, yet so much time don't worry baby boo, it's not your fault it's mine I just want to say baby boo, I missed you & every single time I see you, Im'a kiss you if it's a bother or an issue, baby here's a tissue I know this is emotional type stuff when I heard I was leaving, it was pretty tough to know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams then I start to ask myself, is this what love means is it suppose to be this dang hard, it's leaving me physically, mentally but mostly emotionally scarred now play your card, tell me what's real tell me baby girl, is how how love feels? whooops...Last Line is suppose to be.. Is this how love feels? lol Thanks Kayla

Do you like my poem? Any thoughts..opinions? This poem I'm writing is for my, special girl you make up every little piece of my world when I'm with you, I put on the biggest smile but that smile hasn't came out, in a great while when I think about you, I remember those days how we were so bored & in a maze we had nothing to do, yet so much time don't worry baby boo, it's not your fault it's mine, I just wanna say, baby boo I missed you, & every single time I see you Ima kiss you, now grab a tissue cause this is some emotional @ss stuff when I heard word that I was leaving it was pretty tough, to know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams, so I start to ask myself is this what love means, is it suppose to be this damn hard, it' leaving me grieving while physically, mentally & emotionally scarred now play your card, tell me what's real tell me baby girl, is this how love feels She likes boo, that's what I call her n she likes it Amber, you are amazingly appreciative.. I thought so hard n long about this & I wil take your advice.. thank you!!!!!!!!!

Do you think this is a good poem??!? This poem I'm writing is for my, special girl You make up every little piece of my world When I'm with you I put on the biggest smile But that smile Hasn't came out in a great while When I think about us, I remember those days How we were always so bored and in a maze We didn't have anything to do, yet so much time Don't stress it baby boo, it's not your fault it's mine I just wanna let you know baby boo I missed you N every single time I see you I'm gonna kiss you Grab a tissue, cause this is some emotional type stuff When I herd I was leaving, it was pretty tough To know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams Then I start to ask myself, is this what love means Is it suppose to be this damn hard It's leaving me physically, mentally and emotionally scared Now play your card and tell me what's real Tell me baby girl, is this how love feels?

For all you poetry/sentimental people......Help? My best friend lost (Still born) her baby girl 2 weeks after my 2nd son was born almost a year ago. I want to send her a card, but also do something special for her daughter in the way of a Birthday card. My friend has heaps of stuff that has to do with Angels, and I was wondering if there is a poem out there about "Little Girl Angels in Heaven having a birthday", or something along those lines. If you can help it would be much appreciated. Even if it's just giving me a website to look at. I'm not great with writing things like that myself. Thanks. Okay, so people think I should just leave it. But I know my Best friend better than anybody on here. I didn't go to the funeral (family only) I haven't even been to the grave site. This birthday card is not for my Bet Friend, it's to be put on her daughters grave along with the many toys, etc. that her family has put there and will put there for her birthday. In my mind I feel as though I haven't acknowledged any of what happened, and this is my way of saying 'goodbye' which I haven't done yet.

How to dump my gf and not feel guilty? She's just always mad. And says that because i called 2 other girls baby in our 2nd week, and because i promised id stop cutting myself twice and i finally did and havnt for months. Shes just still upset and angry. And i went away to camp for a week and i just got back yesterday and then today she tested her trust by sending her friend to talk to me and i didnt even flirt back but she was mad because i talked to him. Because im bi. And she called me a faggot. She doesnt love me, and i feel so shitty and i dont know what to do. Shes just breaking me apart. She dumped me today and then took me back when i said its your decision after i kept begging. So now im just lost. And dont tthink it was just me, i spent every waking moment writing poems and songs and getting gifts and doing photography and making cards and being there and talking and loving her and being nice and she said no one can make her as happy as i do and were forever and always and itl never end and calls me her angel. But she just gets too angry... I dont want to feel bad after i dump her... I dont feel anymore love with her. Just empty. So how?

What do you think about writing? This poem I'm writing is for myy special girl, you make up every little piece of my world When I'm with you, I put on the biggest smile but that smile hasn't came out in a great while. When I think about us, I remember those days, how we were always so bored and in a maze We had nothing to do, yet so much time, don't worry baby boo It's not your fault, it's mine. I just wanted to say baby boo I missed you and every single time I see you, Ima kiss you. Grab a tissue, Because this some emotional ass stuff, when I herd I was leaving it was pretty tough To know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams, then I start to ask myself, is this what love means? Is it suppose to be this damn hard, Its leaving me physically, mentally and emotionally scared. Now play your card and tell me what's read, tell me baby girl, is this How Love Feels? By, Shawn Heffron Dedicated to a once wonderful girl in my life.

My Life Will End...my poem comment plz....? This poem has to be read a certain way.What i mean is that its like a sort of rap almost.It can be read and sang.Which ever u prefer but i wrote it to be sang though but everyone has a different way of reading so read it and comment what you think.Don't really care if its bad feed back or not...oh and its not done but i had to end it somewhere so i did.Oh another thing....im not a good writer, i just wanted to try it I never thought that id reach this peak where my life don't matter and it'll end this week I've tried so hard but the world don't see my efforts sifted..to the lowest degree. I'll end my life with this blade in hand cut myself up,just like i planned I don't give a f^ck and don't give a damn F^ck my family and f^ck my friends I was nice enough to care for all but i walked myself into a wall needed help but no one around everyone left me nailed to the ground ill end my life with rope, tied to my neck blood stain floor yeah it be a mess a sight it'll be for the first person to check where the hell is he? ha it'll be a wreck? i cry some more as i reminisce about stupid shit like the first girl I've kissed hanging out chilling that was bliss. Look at me now Im about to do this sh^t? I'll end my life up here so high let myself fall and close my eyes feel the air creep and caress my thighs 3 seconds left everything will be alright I was good to her but she still played me took my heart and took my baby maxed my cards out on a shopping spree took the car and the family big screen. I'll end my life hopefully in my sleep took a whole bottle of pills and they weren't cheap Let my heart race at an increasing speed foaming out of my mouth oh my I've begun to O.D I never thought that i would reach this peak where my life don't matter it'll end this week .

Love advice for a separate marriage..? I met my wife while she lived in a diff city, about 1.5 hrs away. She was in nursing school, we typically saw each other every weekend. 2 yrs later we got married, still separate in living, because she lived with her mother and just got a job nursing in her area, she has two children full time and i have 1 that I have joint custody of, we have no children together. We have had ups and downs and just recently got back together after a 6 week separation. She says I am the girl of the relationship, and that I require a lot of attention and she is used to someone who is more independent, and she says shes not lovey dovey and its not natural for her to call me baby, etc. I don't think it takes that much effort to do so etc. i write her poems, draw her pictures, send cards, flowers etc. She likes all that but doesn't return the effort. So when I say Im not gonna do all those things that she loves about me because as she says, I don't want to be the girl of this relationship, she gets pissed and accuses me of withholding affection from her etc. But she doesn't put in much affection towards me, not much of the effort I put in gets returned. Its already hard enough to not be able to live with my wife, etc let alone manage children and jobs, etc. She couldn't move when she was in nursing school, now she just graduated and got a job, and got a new house that she will be moving into next month, and my job is here currently and so is my son, I cant take him with me because I don't have primary custody of him, where she doesn't have to give hers up as they live with her. Any advice on how to mediate this situation and find some common ground? Im already on all of my last chances with her.

Poem for a Diaper Cake Card? Many of my co-workers are pregnant and I'm having to attend a whole bunch of baby showers. I became tired of giving the same old gift card so I got together supplies to begin making diaper cakes for them. (For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, please go to http://entertaining.about.com/cs/showers/a/diapercake.htm and see what a diaper cake is before responding.) I bought blank note cards but I'm totally uninspired when it comes to writing an appropriate poem or sentiment in the card. Could someone please come up with a poem to put in the card? I'd rather the poem were genderless because, although the majority of the babies on the way are boys, there are also two girls! Thanks!

What's up with my student? So, I used to teach her Lit. last term, till I got pregnant and they moved me to teach the younger kids, because my baby was due on their exam time. The girl (let's call her Taylor, thoughy that isnt her name) came to visit me with one of her friends and gave me a letter. It just 'thanked me for teaching her everything' and she wrote a sweet poem after it (she's a really good poet, so it wasn't one of those silly things kids write, it was really good). She came to visit me again a few weeks ago, Monday, before School started with her friends. We didn't have much time to chat, so I just hugged each of them and gave her a kiss. Later, she sent me a teddy bear (for the baby) and a card saying: "We're very sorry we couldn't visit you anymore, but we're not allowed to. Tell the baby I say hi. -Taylor" It made me feel really special and everything, but when I showed to my friends, they thought it was weird. What do you think? Thank you for answering. P.S: She's only in seventh grade, and she can't be much older than eleven. I know this is a repost, I just wanted to add a few things: -I'm not uncomfortable with this, at all. -She skipped a grade, I know they're supposed to be 12-13.

girls is this a nice little valentines poem? Im an outgoing guy with a nice personality until it comes to relationships and i freeze up, cant make the move to ask the girl out. This is a short little poem i wrote to maybe put on a card i may make for a girl named Chelsea in my geometry class. Does it read well and can you feel the rhymes? I suppose some parts may not make sense but you can just say if it reads smoothly and flows? As i lie dozing in my bed, dreams of you dance in my head. Im tired and cold this Monday night, but your Tuesday smiles will bring me delight. I remember the day i first met you, the blouse you wore was baby blue. (This part may not make sense) I walked up to you and said with glee, will you be my number three(as in study partner) Your brown eyes softly looked at me "of course ill be your number three" my kind heart melted in the midst of the noise, but all i heard was your sweet angel voice i guess its time to end this rhyme, that i hope you have enjoyed THis leaves just one small question of mine, will you be my valentine?

Am I stuck on stupied or deeply in love? Wow where do I start ok Im a 20 year old female Im in college I work, I go to church, help out in the community I dance ballet, I paint I read and write alot this is basically my life. Heres the story About a year and 5 months I met this guy on a chat line he was very interesting we exchange numbers begin to talk on the phone sun up to sun down. It seemed we grew closer everyday he would write me letters and poetry I did the same for him everything was peachy until I found out he had just broken up with his ex girlfriend which put me in an awkward position because I felt I was the rebound girl I was just feeling a void for him temporarily until he got over the break up, he assured me that I most certainly was not but as time progressed and we begin to learn more about each other I begin to see the void and issues that were much deeper. The more I learned about him the deeper I fell in love with him yet the more I pitied him. He was so sweet and sensitive passionate and creative deep & mysterious so loving and sincere yet so complexed I begain to see a future with him he wasnt shallow like most guys he was mature older had all the best qualities that I loved in a man to top it off he was celebate which made me so comfortable because I was abstinate. He begain to open up to me and started telling me about his life past and present, he told about his childhood and how hard and traumatic it was for him. He told me about how his parents showed more love to his youner sibling than they have ever shown to him and how the favortism is still present today. He is considered to be the black sheep of the family the rebel, the disappointment, the one that neverseems to get it right. He has a terrible relationship with his parents and his sibling its almost non exsistent he's ignored on a daily basis. It seems they hate him. He also told me about his relationships how women have taken advantage of him cheated,lied basically treated him like garbage. How all his friends have used him when he is doing well in life everyone wanted to hang around but when he has nothing those same people that he has been so loyal to disapper. Hes constantly stressed, depressed, angry, sad. He has made so many mistakes in his 26 years of living that he has regrets but he's dwelling on it I hate this. After hearing all these things back and he telling me that I brought sunshine into his life and I made the pain that he constantly felt a little bearable I gave him hope. When told something like that me being 19 at that time and never had been in a relationship talking to this guy who lived thousands of miles away from me I living in the south and he in NYC. I felt I had to be there for him I felt he had no one else to depend on and Ive always been the girl with the huge compassionate heart who wants to help all people. He was no exception. He is 7 to 8 years older than me he expressed to me that he never had a birthday party or cake so I sent him a cake from a bakery in his city a card and ballons.Ive sent him poems and lots of encouraging words and quotes all the time. I never understood a man as talented and intelligent as he is why is he so hopeless and giving up on himself. it perplexes me, is this the nature of a cancer man? There are so many things that have transpired we have gotten into arguments for no reason basically he has had his moody days where he would disapper on me and im left wondering. I have tried to help him tirelessly. he's 26 and he still lives with his parents part of the reason why hes so depressed, he has no car right now no job because its hard to get a job with a felony he feels like a failure he doesnt feel sucessful as a man. Im trying to be the best woman that I can and stick by his side support him encourage him give him things he needs to feel good as a man should that extra push baby you can do this and your able to get yourself out of any situation. Its been a year and 5 months and he is still complaining sitll angry stressed. Ive been my optimistic self giving him love showing him love patience caring for him sending him money letters everything did as much as I could do from long distance I dont know what else to do. I dont want to give up on him I want to be there for him I want to love him I want him to be the strong man I know he is inside. I want him to realize all his trials come to make him stonger. I feel so deeply for him The attraction between us is so intense we have a spiritual and mental connection where we could know what each other is thinking or dream of each other at the same time. Its insane I love and care for him so much but lately I been just depressed because I feel that Im not being appreciated for what I am doing just because he dosent have all the things he wants right now He should appreciate what he does have and thats life and another chance to get his life on track and me. Why cant he verbalize or thank me for being here all he says is I just dont know why you love me. My love is

Young and restless and inexperienced what shall I do? Wow where do I start ok Im a 20 year old female Im in college I work, I go to church, help out in the community I dance ballet, I paint I read and write alot this is basically my life. Heres the story About a year and 5 months I met this guy on a chat line he was very interesting we exchange numbers begin to talk on the phone sun up to sun down. It seemed we grew closer everyday he would write me letters and poetry I did the same for him everything was peachy until I found out he had just broken up with his ex girlfriend which put me in an awkward position because I felt I was the rebound girl I was just feeling a void for him temporarily until he got over the break up, he assured me that I most certainly was not but as time progressed and we begin to learn more about each other I begin to see the void and issues that were much deeper. The more I learned about him the deeper I fell in love with him yet the more I pitied him. He was so sweet and sensitive passionate and creative deep & mysterious so loving and sincere yet so complexed I begain to see a future with him he wasnt shallow like most guys he was mature older had all the best qualities that I loved in a man to top it off he was celebate which made me so comfortable because I was abstinate. He begain to open up to me and started telling me about his life past and present, he told about his childhood and how hard and traumatic it was for him. He told me about how his parents showed more love to his youner sibling than they have ever shown to him and how the favortism is still present today. He is considered to be the black sheep of the family the rebel, the disappointment, the one that neverseems to get it right. He has a terrible relationship with his parents and his sibling its almost non exsistent he's ignored on a daily basis. It seems they hate him. He also told me about his relationships how women have taken advantage of him cheated,lied basically treated him like garbage. How all his friends have used him when he is doing well in life everyone wanted to hang around but when he has nothing those same people that he has been so loyal to disapper. Hes constantly stressed, depressed, angry, sad. He has made so many mistakes in his 26 years of living that he has regrets but he's dwelling on it I hate this. After hearing all these things back and he telling me that I brought sunshine into his life and I made the pain that he constantly felt a little bearable I gave him hope. When told something like that me being 19 at that time and never had been in a relationship talking to this guy who lived thousands of miles away from me I living in the south and he in NYC. I felt I had to be there for him I felt he had no one else to depend on and Ive always been the girl with the huge compassionate heart who wants to help all people. He was no exception. He is 7 to 8 years older than me he expressed to me that he never had a birthday party or cake so I sent him a cake from a bakery in his city a card and ballons.Ive sent him poems and lots of encouraging words and quotes all the time. I never understood a man as talented and intelligent as he is why is he so hopeless and giving up on himself. it perplexes me, is this the nature of a cancer man? There are so many things that have transpired we have gotten into arguments for no reason basically he has had his moody days where he would disapper on me and im left wondering. I have tried to help him tirelessly. he's 26 and he still lives with his parents part of the reason why hes so depressed, he has no car right now no job because its hard to get a job with a felony he feels like a failure he doesnt feel sucessful as a man. Im trying to be the best woman that I can and stick by his side support him encourage him give him things he needs to feel good as a man should that extra push baby you can do this and your able to get yourself out of any situation. Its been a year and 5 months and he is still complaining sitll angry stressed. Ive been my optimistic self giving him love showing him love patience caring for him sending him money letters everything did as much as I could do from long distance I dont know what else to do. I dont want to give up on him I want to be there for him I want to love him I want him to be the strong man I know he is inside. I want him to realize all his trials come to make him stonger. I feel so deeply for him The attraction between us is so intense we have a spiritual and mental connection where we could know what each other is thinking or dream of each other at the same time. Its insane I love and care for him so much but lately I been just depressed because I feel that Im not being appreciated for what I am doing just because he dosent have all the things he wants right now He should appreciate what he does have and thats life and another chance to get his life on track and me. Why cant he verbalize or thank me for being here all he says is I just dont know why you love me. My love is

Some of my poetry, whatcha think? Okay, here are a few of my favorite poems not the best, but i love to write! tell me what you think (and be honest!) Take my heart Tear it out Take it now Break it in two Tear it out Make it work Break it in two Sew it back Twenty seven stitches Count them all Tear it out My ever beating heart Break it in two Make it what you want Twenty seven stitches Count them all Twenty seven stitches All for you Count them all From my torn heart All for you Tear it out Make it feel Twenty seven stiches All for you Look in the mirror Who do you see? A girl ready to be Ready to be so alive Learn to fly A girl who chooses to live life with a smile Even when things go so wrong She's not going to pretend She just is A light in her heart Shinning so bright With a sparkle in her eye And a card up her sleeve She might just change the world Who's that girl you see? That girl is me. I love your laugh And how you say "i love you" I love how you hold me And let me know everything will be okay I love how silly you are And how you always know how to cheer me up And you always know how to make my day I love your blue eyes And your goofy smile I love how my hand fits perfectly with yours I love your lame jokes And crazy habbits I love how one kiss can brighten my day And how one touch can send shivers down my spine I love how you look me in the eyes And never turn away And finally i love it when you say "Baby I love you, forever and a day" Fragile Heart I give you this glass box and a key A box to protect A key to my heart The heart is fragile And a little cracked Missing a few pieces Please accept it It's all I have Take this key and take this box and forever hold My fragile heart if i get enough responses ill put more up(: or just email me and let me know what you think! ashyyrawrr@yahoo.com thanks!

I'm a bi and i'm so confused in life as to what i should be doing. Can anybody relate or give me good advice? I just turned 22 3 days ago. I had dreams of playing basketball in HS. In which i never made the team. Even though i was one of the best at the school and alot of the ppl on the team would even say so. I could play so good in P.E. and in streetball, but when it came timefor tryouts, i coudln't even dribble a ball correctly. I always wanted to go from there to play with Duke. But now that dream is gone. Now i want to sing, write songs, poems, and for movies/act/and be a mentor/motivational speaker to kids to adults. And i just feel like i'm never gonna do any of that either. I don't even know where to start. I mean i tried out for American Idol twice, but the same thing happens when i sing in front of ppl as when i tryout for bball team...I choke. I can't control my voice. It goes all over the place even though ppl say i can sing good. Now i'm in the middle of my sexuality crisis. I'm into both guys and girls. I've been with way more guys then girls, but at the same time i am very much still into girls. AND I SOOOO WANT KIDS SOOOO BAD, lol. It seems like everywhere i go, everybody has a baby, and they're sooo cute. I just wanna hold them and play with them. But either way i can't find the type of girls or guys i'm into. So i stay alone alot. I honestly don't see myself being without either sex. And i'm not out. I have a cousin that stays with me that found out but is ok about it. But no others in my family know. I'm in debt with student loans, credit cards, and other stuff. Have an ok job but can't get any loans to help me out. My ex, mom, aunt and a few friends combined owe me over $5000 just over the past few months. My car is older than me and needs work done, but i still find myself here. Never though of suicide and still not giving up!!!!! But what can i do to turn these things around for my good and fast?

PLEASE Feeback would be great, with advice, HELP? hi, i wrote 'something' wether it being a song or a poem im not quite sure yet. But i do need ur help if u can be PLEASE. be botherd to read and coment and h elp with ur advice. Help me in what i can do because im thinking about showing this to the girl that i have documented about in this, 'whatever' it is. so can you tell me if i should eveen show her because im thinking that li ke, a song is pointless if it is not sung , moey is pointless if it is not spent and like words are pointless if they are not spoken, if you know what im getting at. so can u tell me if i should show her this because i have never done anything like this before and it would be good to know where i can sharpen up and maybe, i dont think that it is finisheeed. PLEASE AND THANKS... that would be great? :)? x Lets look back to those sweet hazy days Snow in the air I had no other care When I remember that day you took me to the Braes I don’t remember you saying that’s only where the feeling stays I want to make our love grow I want to take it everywhere I don’t want to just make people jealous so that they can stand and stare I want to be with you for all the right reasons I want to be there with you after the 4th season I want to make things last longer and more than a year So its time for me to put my foot down and step on the gas Take things forward now and make them last Forget all the wrongs they are now in the past I think about you so much So such I cant believe myself I don’t want to wait there no more No more just sitting there on the shelf Gotta think about my health and I cant wait Gotta pick up the pace again before its too late Or rot away and become out of date You would eat me up for breakfast Straight off the plate and lick it clean I’ve travelled all over this world Yet you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen I’ve discovered a lot in my time But anywhere I go, Anytime I think about you, you make my world shine You’re the only thing that makes it turn I’m caught in your orbit I just want to tell you something special I just want you to know you’re my special K I don’t want to be everything to everyone I just want to be something to that special someone That someone who means something I’m not saying that you might be the one But you are the only reason each morning that I hear the birds sing Because without you this wouldn’t be here I wouldn’t be here Fate has brought us together; we were always destined to be near And stay close together; perhaps always and forever My only hope is that you don’t ever reply to me with the word “never” That would kill me like alcohol is killing my liver I might not be the most smart or the most clever But it doesn’t mean that I’m not bright Even if I were to turn the lights out I would still be able to see you in my sight Just hear me out Before you cut me out Let me give you a call, anything, even just a shout (out) This is supposed to sound heartfelt In the ways that you touch me; in the ways that you make my heart melt I’ve always played the cards that I’ve been dealt They are all on the table, so its time to reveal yours Like that time I can remember when I 1st got shots of ‘apple sourz’ When we let our lips meet upstairs Forgot all our cares for the moment as we closed our eyes Got closer and let the rest of the world go by Because in that one shared moment I felt something like never before This was new to me After I opened my eyes it was nothing I ever expected to see I’m not expecting myself to get down on one knee I’m not going to ask you for my hand in marriage But lets just climb the tree and keep the K-I-S-S-I-N-G And ride this one out in the golden carriage (baby, with me) I will always hold my hand out for you I will always open my arms out for you I will always keep a place in my heart for you You make me skip several heartbeats You get me up out of my seat And up onto my dancing feet Even though I’m not much of a mover I want to move in all the right directions with you Throw the shapes and become a shape shifter Put in all the effort to make it work because I’m a hard grifter I want to stay with you I don’t want to float around and become a drifter That would kill me Not to be in the same place as you I’d be lost, lonely and not have a clue in what to do or in where I am Start to panic, flap my arms drowning realising I’m not calm But still like the American ‘Uncle Sam’ I need you So wont you fight for me? Open your eyes and see the cause Don’t stop, don’t pause, just show it Just do it Like Nike, get up and run, don’t just sit Don’t make yourself look like a right tit, or a total dick I won’t stop running until your love makes me sick I’m already prone to that Why cant it be my turn in the throne and sit back Let you do all the work But instead you decide to treat me like dirt However from that dirt I will transform into a rainforest

Am I in love with him or is it just a crush ??? Im 13 years old and a girl, hes 32 years old and hes my teacher, this is no joke so don't say im joking you about or that im lieing or that im sick, its just ive had feelings for him from the first time i saw him which was when i was 11, im now 13, i missed him all over the summer and wrote poems about him and wrote a speech that i will say to him one day, the thing is, hes the most beautiful person ive ever seen, but he doesn't have a good personality, but me and him have a connection for some reason we have something in common, its like he knows whats on my mind, when i go into his classroom i get really nervous and shaky, when i look at him i almost cry because i know that we could never be together, and when i found out he was getting married i felt like killing myself because hes the one ive always wanted, in my eyes he is perfect, and hes married now and has a baby, sometimes i feel like telling him how i feel because i cant handle my feelings, im keeping them to myself and its killing me, i was going to give him a valentines card today but i was to scared in case he threw it back in my face and left me heartbroken, i just want him to want me, and when hes talking to someone else i feel really jealous, and i remember the date that he said my homework was the best in the class, and i remember his birthday and ive had dreams about him some have been sexual and some have been romantic, sometimes i think he loves me to and id love him to even though it would be illegal i really couldn't care, id die for him no joke i really would, am i in love with him ?????

How could I improve my poem? I've only met her once When I was really young Two or three, three or four And the memories.... They're not really clear. Not clear enough To last me so long Without her I remember a smile Wide and a bit forced Everyone forces on a smile When around children She scrunches up her nose When she smiles. I thought she was pretty Like a brown haired Barbie doll... My Aunt Barbie We pulled up to their little country home I don't even remember which state It was in the U.S, though. I remember that much. There were horses, And dogs, and cats. I was excited about the horses But not about the dogs I was afraid of the dogs We walked inside a brick house Or was it made of something else? It's all a bit fuzzy Things get that way When they happened years ago There was a chess set and checkers I wanted to play and my brother did too He was only barely speaking at the time A little baby in my mother's arms Well, we couldn't play chess I was really upset about that But I was proud of myself For not bursting out crying Even though I had a huge lump in my throat My parents yelled at me For shedding a few tears I couldn't bring down But I was so young I went to my cousin's room What was her name...? Heather. That's right. She gave me a bunch of clothes Not the most exciting thing But I acted like I loved them anyway She was a teenager, and I was in awe Of the posters and clothes strewn around the room Teenagers were the coolest. My cousin had a brother Oh geez, what was his name now? I really don't recall. Isn't that pitiful? He wouldn't let me in his room Which only wanted me to go in more He could ride a skateboard. I thought that was amazing. He never said much to me though He was too cool for me. Another thing I remember Is feeding the horses My father would hold me up to the fence Aunt Barbie held the carrots within my reach She showed me how to do it It was so hard and scary You put the baby carrots in your hand And held them up to a horse's face I didn't want them to bite me But after Aunt Barbie did it, I took a carrot Held it out, thrusting my palm upward My fingers curved down, trying to stay away From the horse's teeth The horse pressed his furry lips into my palm It was a funny feeling, and I laughed Making my palm shake, and the carrot fall To the grass below If I had such a good time With Aunt Barbie and my cousins Why do we never go back? I had fun. Loads of it. I guess my dad felt differently About his only visit to his sister Since my birth They have some kind of rivalry But they're brother and sister Aren't they supposed to be there for each other? Aren't they supposed to love each other? To send each other gifts at Christmas To call each other and ask how they're doing To send each other cards on their birthdays What, not a single card? Ever? She's not dead, you know. She's still alive And I want her to be a part of my life She's my aunt, and I don't want to be forced Forced to ignore that she is even there. Why do you even hate her so much? When I ask, I get a stupid answer "Because they're so different" My mother says "They don't get along real well" My father refuses to say anything So what if they're different? So what if they don't get along? My brothers and I don't get along either Does that mean I should do what My father is doing? What my aunt is doing? Should I cut them out of my life completely? Is there some family feud? Some secret I don't know about? I'm a big girl now You can tell me. I won't freak out. I promise.

Help with my poem "Angel Tears" please? The angels watch as she sits there Moving back and forth in her rocking chair Down on her luck and the money ain't enough Barely eighteen and her life's so tough He said life would be so great That he'd always be there to care But he left her with nothin but a heart full of hate And this baby she has to bear She's got her phone in one hand looking at a business card She's sure that she can do this It won't really be that hard The Lady she met yesterday Said she could make her problems go away She'd be able to start brand new So she decides that what she'll do And the angels weep o'er the death of the unborn For the eyes that will never see a new morn' Angel tears water the grave where she lays The baby she aborted that day Twenty years have now gone past She remembers that day like it were her last She picked up the phone that fateful day But her problems didn't go away She wishes she could go back Knowing what she knows now Inspite of the money she often lacked She'd make it work somehow She'd have named the girl Katrina Sang her songs and curled her hair And no matter what could happen She'd have always been there to care But now instead of birthdays She comes here every year to sit and say she's sorry at the grave of her child dear And the angels weep o'er the death of the unborn For the eyes that will never see a new morn' Angel tears water the grave where she lays The baby she aborted that day I need help making this poem better. It's really rough and doesn't seem to flow quite right, It seems to me that the meter is all over the place. Also it kinda feels dropped off in the middle to me as if someone forgot to finish. PLEASE HELP!!!!! any advice or comments are welcome No Thumbs Downs from me!

Do you like my new poem "puzzle mind"? What would you rate it? This is actually a song I wrote but i need feedback on the lyrics please i appreciate you for your time love to all ------------------- I feel a little a bit crazy watching the world through my television screen I See a little bit of sanity in following your dreams Sometimes I hear voices telling me what I should do But all they ever give me is some kind of clue Walk in the light and avoid the dark Depression is a mistress and no one should be controlled Wear that rain coat and deflect bad news But baby this is what you gotta do ---chorus---------------- Listen to the beat of your heart Don’t give up even before its started Feel the rhythm of the world beating in your soul and find your own Pull a card out of the deck and follow the path to your dream And sometimes apples and oranges aren’t what they seem Roll with it I feel a little déjàvu as I walk down the street thinking about the expression of emotion from everyone I meet The worlds a see saw battling back and forth Between the forces of poverty and peace we are shook But to every force there is an equal or so ive heard Happiness is a resident dwelling in the heart Spreading warmth and a helping hand Girl you know you got to ---chorus Listen to the beat of your heart Don’t give up even before its started Feel the rhythm of the world beating in your soul and find your own Pull a card out of the deck and follow the path to your dream And sometimes apples and oranges aren’t what they seem Roll with it You cant have light without the dark Good and evil never part Listen to others and above all decide for yourself Cause girl all it takes is one hand to help Your apples may be sour and your oranges sweet But its what you do with them that makes the difference Roll with the wind which ever way it goes Roll, roll , roll with your Instincts I feel a little bit crazy watching the world through my television screen But with everything the way it is I can turn it ff And say it was a bad dream

would you read this poem? The Land of the Forgotten In the land of the forgotten No one cares Stop, who goes there No one dares Only the lost With far off stares They dream of a full belly We dream of stocks and shares In the land of the forgotten You bet you’d be scared Throw it all away You’ve done and walked in their lair You can take it to the bank That no one cares Because it’s the land of the forgotten No sane human is left there I’m not talking about East L.A., Harlem, or Dallas Although I have it better Than 99% of the people who live in those places The land I’m describing Can be found all over the world Just know it as the place That eats up little boys and girls No one over here Could dream of a land so broke No one could imagine Living with no hope The pain of one billion souls Equal to yours and mine Crying for help Begging for time And yet we have the audacity To sit here and whine About credit cards, speeding tickets, taxes, and fines Perhaps if we stopped and thought of them just once The mercy of thanksgiving would come down on us Then reality would hit, and we would see What once was hid To you and me That if indeed we all are the same It must be our job To do more than complain That sometimes we must Go against the grain And find a way To halt the pain That for some Life isn’t one big gravy train And in reality We’ve all been contained Although it hasn’t been The government to blame We’ve been brainwashed By our freedom to do nothing While the busy media bees Are thinking of something Trying to render us blind And grind our brains Into watermelon rinds To get us to give them All of our money And gamble our welfare In exchange for technology While somewhere across the world A teenage mother sits And listens to her baby Throw less and less fits Because no one has ever Given him anything in exchange For his innocent cries And screams deranged In fact if he ever makes it past that stage She knows she’ll have to sell him a slave Because no one cares About broken hearts In the land of the forgotten They tear them apart Even though no one over here Can ever escape From political correctness And video games Do I even have time to explain? I’ll admit I’m one of the ones Who likes to sit back and complain And that’s all fine and good Because I live in a middle class neighborhood And I’ve never been Tarnished by the flame Of disease, poverty, hunger, and shame In the end, though, all will be the same They’ll die I’ll be to blame

I have no clue on how to analize this poem by Jim Morrison!!!? Can some one please help me!? France is 1st, Nogales round-up Cross over the border- land of eternal adolescence quality of despair unmatched anywhere on the perimeter Message from the outskirts calling us home This is the private space of a new order. We need saviors To help us survive the journey. Now who will come Now hear this We have started the crossing Who knows? it may end badly The actors are assembled; immediately they become enchanted I, for one, am in ecstasy enthralled. Can I convince you to smile? No wise men now. Each on his own grab your daughter & run "Oh God, she cried I never knew what it meant to be real I thought all this was a joke, I never let the horror, or the sweetness & the dignity penetrate my brain" "Let me up to see the window. Dark Riders pass in the sunset coming home from raiding parties. The taverns will be full of laughter, wine, & later dancing, later dangerous knife throws. Antonio will be there & that whore, Blue Lady playing cards w/ silver decks & smiling at the night, & full glasses held aloft & spilled to the moon. I'm sad, so full of sadness" She's selling news in the market Time in the hall The girls of the factory Rolling cigars They haven't invented musak yet So I read to them From The BOOK OF DAYS a horror story from the Gothic age a gruesome romance From the LA Plague I have a vision of America Seen from the air 28,000 ft. & going fast A one-armed man in a Texas parking labyrinth A burnt tree like a giant primeval bird in an empty lot in Fresno Miles & miles of hotel corridors & elevators, filled w/ citizens Motel Money Murder Madness Changed the mood from glad to sadness play the ghost song baby a young woman, bound silently, on a hospital table, obviously pregnant, is gutted & rifled of her empire object of oblivion

Can someone please interpret my dream? i need help making a decision about my ex.? basically, my ex wants to get back together. i have no idea how i feel about that because we broke up almost a year ago and we havent talked in a while. i had a dream about her last night and i was hoping for some help so that i can understand how i feel about her again. the dream is mostly gray. the only color is my ex’s hair, which is fiery red. in the dream she is still with her other boyfriend. she mentions him in front of me and a couple other people. everyone is there from school, getting ready for something that involves a dance and everyone has dates. her best friend sits in my lap.then some guys and one girl go into a room where its really quiet, no one talks, i think it was the guys’ locker room or something like it. my ex comes out of the bathroom looking for someone but everyone’s gone. then she goes into our room and talks but no one, especially me, says a lot to her. later in the dream my best friend gives me drawings and a poem that he wrote about me and him. some of it is erased and i cant read it, and the drawings make no sense because they are of us together as babies, but i didnt meet him until 5th grade. i accidentally throw the card in the trash can, but i pick it up and take it back inside.

what do you guys/girls think of this poem? It's called How love feels.. This poem I'm writing is for my, special girl, you make up every little piece of my world, when I'm with you I put on the biggest smile but that smile hasn't came out inn a great while, when I think about us I remember those days, how we were so bored and in a maze, didn't have nothing to do yet so much time, don't worry baby boo it's not your fault, it's mine, I just want to say baby boo i miss you and every single time I see you ima kiss you, grab a tissue cause this is some emotional ass stuff, when I herd I was leaving it was pretty tough to know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams, then I started to ask myself is this what love means, is it suppose to be this damn hard, it's leaving me physically, mentally and emotionally scared, now play your card and tell me what's real what's the deal tell me baby girl, is this how love feels?- I wrote it for my girl and I am going to give it to her tomorrow..is it OK? I want it to mean a lot to her...any opinions would help liven my spirits, thanks everyone!

what do you guys/girls think of this poem? It's called How love feels.. This poem I'm writing is for my, special girl, you make up every little piece of my world, when I'm with you I put on the biggest smile but that smile hasn't came out inn a great while, when I think about us I remember those days, how we were so bored and in a maze, didn't have nothing to do yet so much time, don't worry baby boo it's not your fault, it's mine, I just want to say baby boo i miss you and every single time I see you ima kiss you, grab a tissue cause this is some emotional ass stuff, when I herd I was leaving it was pretty tough to know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams, then I started to ask myself is this what love means, is it suppose to be this damn hard, it's leaving me physically, mentally and emotionally scared, now play your card and tell me what's real what's the deal tell me baby girl, is this how love feels?- I wrote it for my girl and I am going to give it to her tomorrow..is it OK? I want it to mean a lot to her...any opinions would help liven my spirits, thanks everyone!

Do you like this poem? Title- How love feels This poem I'm writing is for my special girl, she makes up every little piece of my world, when I with her I put on the biggest smile but that smile hasn't came out in a great while, when I think about her, I remember those days, how we were so bored & in a maze, we didn't have much to do yet so much time, I tell her don't worry baby boo it's not your fault it's mine, I say baby boo I miss you and every single time I see you, I'm gonna kiss you, now grab a tissue cause this is some emotional type stuff, when I heard I was leaving it was really tough to know that I'm leaving the girl of my dreams then I started to ask my self, is this what love means is it suppose to be this damn hard, it's leaving me physically, mentally and emotionally scarred, now play your card and tell me what's real, tell me baby girl, is this how love feels? What are you talking about? This poem I'm writing.. that is the first line

What's up with my student? So, I used to teach her Lit. last term, till I got pregnant and they moved me to teach the younger kids, because my baby was due on their exam time. The girl (let's call her Taylor, though that isnt her name) came to visit me with one of her friends and gave me a letter. It just 'thanked me for teaching her everything' and she wrote a sweet poem after it. She came to visit me again a few weeks ago, Monday, before School started with her friends. We didn't have much time to chat, so I just hugged each of them and gave her a kiss. Later, she sent me a teddy bear (for the baby) and a card saying: "We're very sorry we couldn't visit you anymore, but we're not allowed to. Tell the baby I say hi. -Taylor P.S: If you're wondering, I'm not like this with all my other teachers. I would, personally, host parties if they left. You're just a lot of a better teacher." It made me feel really special and everything, but when I showed to my friends, they thought it was weird. What do you think? Thank you for answering. P.S: She's only in seventh grade, and she can't be much older than ten or eleven. She skipped a grade.

Am I stuck on stupied or deeply in love? Wow where do I start ok Im a 20 year old female Im in college I work, I go to church, help out in the community I dance ballet, I paint I read and write alot this is basically my life. Heres the story About a year and 5 months I met this guy on a chat line he was very interesting we exchange numbers begin to talk on the phone sun up to sun down. It seemed we grew closer everyday he would write me letters and poetry I did the same for him everything was peachy until I found out he had just broken up with his ex girlfriend which put me in an awkward position because I felt I was the rebound girl I was just feeling a void for him temporarily until he got over the break up, he assured me that I most certainly was not but as time progressed and we begin to learn more about each other I begin to see the void and issues that were much deeper. The more I learned about him the deeper I fell in love with him yet the more I pitied him. He was so sweet and sensitive passionate and creative deep & mysterious so loving and sincere yet so complexed I begain to see a future with him he wasnt shallow like most guys he was mature older had all the best qualities that I loved in a man to top it off he was celebate which made me so comfortable because I was abstinate. He begain to open up to me and started telling me about his life past and present, he told about his childhood and how hard and traumatic it was for him. He told me about how his parents showed more love to his youner sibling than they have ever shown to him and how the favortism is still present today. He is considered to be the black sheep of the family the rebel, the disappointment, the one that neverseems to get it right. He has a terrible relationship with his parents and his sibling its almost non exsistent he's ignored on a daily basis. It seems they hate him. He also told me about his relationships how women have taken advantage of him cheated,lied basically treated him like garbage. How all his friends have used him when he is doing well in life everyone wanted to hang around but when he has nothing those same people that he has been so loyal to disapper. Hes constantly stressed, depressed, angry, sad. He has made so many mistakes in his 26 years of living that he has regrets but he's dwelling on it I hate this. After hearing all these things back and he telling me that I brought sunshine into his life and I made the pain that he constantly felt a little bearable I gave him hope. When told something like that me being 19 at that time and never had been in a relationship talking to this guy who lived thousands of miles away from me I living in the south and he in NYC. I felt I had to be there for him I felt he had no one else to depend on and Ive always been the girl with the huge compassionate heart who wants to help all people. He was no exception. He is 7 to 8 years older than me he expressed to me that he never had a birthday party or cake so I sent him a cake from a bakery in his city a card and ballons.Ive sent him poems and lots of encouraging words and quotes all the time. I never understood a man as talented and intelligent as he is why is he so hopeless and giving up on himself. it perplexes me, is this the nature of a cancer man? There are so many things that have transpired we have gotten into arguments for no reason basically he has had his moody days where he would disapper on me and im left wondering. I have tried to help him tirelessly. he's 26 and he still lives with his parents part of the reason why hes so depressed, he has no car right now no job because its hard to get a job with a felony he feels like a failure he doesnt feel sucessful as a man. Im trying to be the best woman that I can and stick by his side support him encourage him give him things he needs to feel good as a man should that extra push baby you can do this and your able to get yourself out of any situation. Its been a year and 5 months and he is still complaining sitll angry stressed. Ive been my optimistic self giving him love showing him love patience caring for him sending him money letters everything did as much as I could do from long distance I dont know what else to do. I dont want to give up on him I want to be there for him I want to love him I want him to be the strong man I know he is inside. I want him to realize all his trials come to make him stonger. I feel so deeply for him The attraction between us is so intense we have a spiritual and mental connection where we could know what each other is thinking or dream of each other at the same time. Its insane I love and care for him so much but lately I been just depressed because I feel that Im not being appreciated for what I am doing just because he dosent have all the things he wants right now He should appreciate what he does have and thats life and another chance to get his life on track and me. Why cant he verbalize or thank me for being here all he says is I just dont know why you love me. My love is

is this a good christmas poem for my girlfriend? I've been seeing this girl for about 2 months now. I've known her 3 months. The backstory of the poem: We went to a carnival and won a prize and her face lit up, she was so happy... So here is the poem, please give me feedback: it's Christmas time, and i miss you much, your hugs and smile, your hand to touch, seems so long since we met and that is true, i have never met anybody quite like you, at times we disagree but i digress, we stick together as we progress, everytime i see your smile i get weak inside, i'm reminded why i'm with you, i won't leave your side, but it's Christmas bebe, i see the love in your eyes, i felt like i won a prize, before i won a prize, forever true, the prize? that was was you I am going to write that in a Christmas card to her. P.S The 'bebe' is intentional, it's Filipino for 'baby'... my girlfriend isn't English but she speaks English very well thankyou Casey :-D

Ideas what to write in a "New Baby Sister" card...? My closest friends have just had a baby girl, I was their birthing partner :) They also have a 1-1/2 year old who is my godson :) I've gotten him a "new baby sister" card....I just have no clue what to write inside? I wanted a cute little poem or just something nice to write inside for him (i obviously know he cant read, but his mum will be keeping the cards) so I wanted something extra special? If anyone has a cute poem or saying I would highly appreciate it :) thank you!

Ideas on what to write in a "new baby sister" card? My closest friends have just had a baby girl, I was their birthing partner :) They also have a 1-1/2 year old who is my godson :) I've gotten him a "new baby sister" card....I just have no clue what to write inside? I wanted a cute little poem or just something nice to write inside for him (i obviously know he cant read, but his mum will be keeping the cards) so I wanted something extra special? If anyone has a cute poem or saying I would highly appreciate it :) thank you!

Poem or fun cute way to say.... for Baby Celebration? My sister is having her second child, (her husbands 1st though) and he's a lil girl & wants to have a co-ed Baby Shower. They are having another Girl & my sister is just using eveything from when my niece was a baby, so instead of gifts His family came up w/ the idea of a Gift Card Tree. Instead of gifts if you'd like to bring something bring a Gift Card so Mommy & Daddy can get items they actual are in need of for Baby. I need like a little poem or a fun/cute way to say, instead of gifts & registering b/c of this being the 2nd child if you'd like to bring something bring a gift card for baby.... THANKS!