its going to be a trip
that give me lift
we're leaving soon
expect be there by noon
am a old goon
they call me al
am
GOING HOME BY CAB
Today is the day that God blessed me so,
with the love of my life that I will never let go.
Everyday that we wake is a special day,
please keep us together in Jesus name I pray.
We made it through the struggle now it's time to reach the top,
I pray that your love for me will never ever stop.
A day without your smile is like a life time in hell,
so please never say goodbye or even farewell.
I know that every good thing must come to an end,
but for this very moment right now thank you Lord for blessing me with more than just a
friend.
I pray that we can make our family grow,
life without you I don't want to know.
When times get ruff and you don't know what to do,
just remember these words I love you because you know that I do!
By: Clarence B. Bowser Jr the III
Ardmore
Ardmore is my mother home, my aurora.
Afternoons dancing, acting and playing music kept me busy here.
Apple pies and blue skies had me in an unending state of euphoria.
Acid memories till don’t keep my heart away from you Ardmore.
A smile of heaven and the love of people keeps me knee deep in ambrosia.
Atlanta holds my body with her traffic but you have my heart and mind.
Adrift are my dreams of seeing you again and your pink azaleas.
Alive with happiness my heart is today that I grew up cradled in you.
Some say,
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
But I say,
The closer I get,
The more I love you.
Half a year it has been,
Through this love road,
Being with you is no sin,
And I hope this is no fraud.
love me oh love me great!
Love me with no fraid,
For ill be there for you
Anytime you want too.
I loved you since january 5th,
And my love will always be fit!
Don't ever leave me,
Cause without u I can't see,
What is right or wrong,
Or even be strong.
You are my heart and soul,
This love feeling I can't control.
You are my everything,
This poem I am sending,
For you behalf on our anniversary,
And I will always be your jerome!!
By jerome kurnia
Over months and months of fighting
Arguing pain and running from what’s
Real now we still remain intacted,
Intacted in what was once the
Main area we lacked… LOVE.
At many nights I cried for your touch
Your warmth your strong loving arms to
Hold and whisper I Love You.
When reality sunk in it was nothing there
But the cold wind. Many other nights
You remain angry stressed out and without
A doubt visions of a new route a route
That may lead you further away or closer to pain.
I can’t explain our differences, but I
Can explain our strength we’ve gained and
Resulted in the powerful name…LOVE.
I’ve carried you through some of lives
Up and downs and stick by you when your
Down you’ve carried me through foolishness and
Accomplishments and by the way I thank you for this.
Although were young and in love
Many of life’s trials and tribulations have
Not hit us yet but I will not let that
Determine what GOD has in store.
Through thick and thin ups and downs I believe our
Hearts found what is now complete…LOVE. Strength
Is what you believe in and I believe in me and you
With that being said I’m excited for year two!
I will know when the end is near
how I wasted these golden years
the stories of the wise and dear
will not save me from what I fear
this weary face that was never mine
let's take off, leave it behind
as home becomes a place to find
for once in my life, I'll take my time
so snap my spine and fire this bow
count the rings that begin to show
singing to me more years than I know
it's time we finally let ourselves go
no shame or stones or sins to atone
here where we are, new and alone
Let me count the days since spring
And with jays and canaries sing
The moment of birth. I was born
At the bud of the young ram's horn
Fiery as a Mars in his van of war
O I love to play the cliffs and scar
And dream beneath the moon. I
Was born to laugh in tigers' eye.
Yet on the day the calender shall count
Twenty eight sunrise and no more
The peaks the eagle use to mount
Will call my name, no more, no more
For each birthday now I hesitate
Contrite to die, and will not celebrate
The hurrying of my soul to the door
I cried too when I entered here before.
Therefore the song you hear when now
I sing, is an old lament from lovers' loss
The sun slants her shadows cross the bough
I face northwards in the growing moss
All birds fly north again, you know
And yet before me the white snow
The dimming light and horizon far
Before ever I cross the sultry bar.
I was born chasing moonbeams 'cross the sky
O I was born a man and so to die.