On September 1,1969,
A little boy came into this world
It was a day of excitement
Especially for one little girl
You see, on that day, he became a part of our family tree;
But, also on that special day, he became a part of me!
We're not flesh of the same flesh nor bone of the same bone,
But sent from up above, to be a part of the same family,
To be able to share our love.
So, you see that little boy who was born that day,
was more special than any other;
For on September 1, 1969, that little boy became my brother.
He always knew what he wanted to do from the time he was knee-high;
He often watched for airplanes, and how he wanted to learn to fly
We all know he was living his dream and enjoying life all the way,
But, that doesn't make it any easier to say goodbye to him today.
But, in my heart, I know his FINAL FLIGHT he did complete;
It ended when he landed in HEAVEN at Jesus' feet!
The way things use to be
I had an older brother, but I don’t remember when.
I shared his private moments, I still see him now and then.
My parents never taught us how to need and love each other.
So I spent my life at odds with my other little brother.
One time somebody asked me where’s was my family from.
I didn’t have an answer. I was feeling pretty dumb.
Although we weren’t tore up, like families sometimes are.
The times we spent together were mostly in the car.
I had a little brother once upon a time.
I use to wonder curiously if he was really mine.
We had our silly moments and some I can’t forget.
But the moments that stay with me, are the ones that I regret.
I have an older sister who means a lot to me.
But we lost our sense of kinship, now we hardly disagree.
It’s not that we stopped talking or trusting how we play.
It’s just that there’s no meaning, in the words we try to say.
My parents were confusing when they took an others child.
I guess they thought they had the love, to last us all a while.
But I spent my childhood all alone playing in my basement.
I couldn’t help the things I felt. This child was my replacement.
Now I’m just an angry man sitting in my room.
Waiting for the other shoe to drop, I hope it happens soon.
As I think of all the things I learned and the talents I display.
The important things you think of, are the things that get you laid.
Tomorrow morning I’ll wake up and live another day.
I’ll call a friend and say hello, cause that will make his day.
Then after lunch I’ll see a guy who will sing and play for me.
It’ll bring back precious moments of the way things use to be.
We began so little and young,
Life beat us bad and twisted our tongue.
You and I walked a pretty rough road I can say
When you stumbled I was always there to make you stay.
Stay and not give up, I didn't give up on you than, so I wont give up on you now,
We danced our life so brutally and softly, but this time you didn't look my way and bounced.
I thought we would go on like this forever, but I guess like people say,
Nothing lasts forever.
Your birthday is indeed a great time of gaiety,
It calls for a celebration, a Grand Poetic Party
But, what I have just said is only a secondary
Most importantly, your life is great and healthy.
I am writing this poem first and foremost,
To send my love and best wishes to the most
For all the dreams of yours, let’s make a toast
May they all be fulfilled without any cost.
Since, I don’t have here your complete address,
I cannot send you chocolates, cakes or roses
So, I’ll just send my fervent prayer for success
To God, He may protect you, guide you and bless.
I will also enclose in these lines of my poem,
My songs of bliss for you and your family at home,
May you be free from all worries and gloom
Age added but, you’re a gal who incessantly bloom.
So when i play this beautiful music,
you shatter your eyes at me,
an when i talk and speak so clearly,
you whisper when the angels don't see,
so my spirits of jade and hopes are so true,
you ask them, oh what could he be,
when i sing so beatiful just like a bird,
you glare and stare at the trees,
oh when i touch you when we pray together ,
you turn your back on to me,
oh when it is, our children do play,
you give them but only till three,
do you worship and praise this place in glory, or is he just real to me,
I always thought that I was the wrong,
but lately my eyes can see.
What does a normal teen do? What does a normal teen think?
I really do not no. yes I am a teen but when I was 15 ½ I thought about how to take care of my mom if she needed to be changed and when to feed her and when to give her medication. I worried about what would happen to my mom. I had to go shopping for toddler cloths for my little sister and brother. I am 17 now and I still go shopping for little children cloths. I worry about getting my homework done and getting my little brother and sister’s homework done. This year I have to take the kids to kinder garden and I will be in 12th grade. I always worry about what’s going to happen to my mom she is still sick but there’s nothing I can do just keep her in my heart and prayers. I worry about what I will do when its time for me to go to college I will still be taking care of my brother and sister. There’s a lot to do I worry all the time about money things being washed and cleaning and homework. My dad does a lot for me and my sisters and brothers I just wish my big sisters would have stepped up and helped my dad take care me and my little sister and brother but they didn’t now i am trying to do all the things my mom did. It is a lot of work mothers have to do. I thought it was easy but now that I have to do it all I can say mothers are what keeps a family in order. Thanks to all the moms out there. If you have moms don’t take her for granted because you never know what will happen to them.
A pup that’s in a cup
A cup that’s under a pup
A pup that’s as cute as a button
All of the sudden
The pup is cuddling
With all the loving
There is no ruffling
For the fluffy puppy
That cute tea cup pup
Is what’s up?
I'm writing now oh big bro
Oh! sorry I forgot, yes you said no
To say goodbye and to let you know
That you'll be on my mind wherever I
Well you know I'll never be ur pussy
cat nor teddy bear
Whatever you wanna call me now...I
You think you're the one who's hurt,
well you're wrong dear
The truth is that I'm the one suffering
No no plz dnt you ever apologize
I'm the one who's sorry for telling
To you?! Yeah right that's what you
have always thought
But I was lying to myself believe it or
No more stories,no more pain
Gonna spread my wings, fly in the
Now each one is going his own way
Well that is all I have to say
If you change your mind I'll be
waiting for you
Ready do hear and forgive like I
The fact is you'll never know what
you did to me
Though I'll never consider you as an
Oh how I wish to hear from you
Saying, sister come close to me,
together we will run the world.
i couldnt ease your pain
the day your brother died
all i could do was hold you
and along with you i cried
i know your heart is broken
cause your love for him went unspoken
but i believe he,s looking down
from heaven up on high
in time you,ll start to heal
from having to tell your brother goodbye
people say sisters are there for you to talk to, to look up to, to be there for you know matter what.
well in my case i cant trust my sisters all thy do is judge me and make fun of me jst because im a goody goody and im weird, well i rather be a good girl and weird thn how they wer when they wre my age
i can never count on them and any time i tell them a secret that i dont want any one to find about thhey end up telling every one
i like being myself but my sisters judge me and make fun of me with there friends
i can trust my older brother hes some one i can look up to
some one i trust he doesnt judge me he helps me with my problems
i love my brother