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Amber Davis Poem
Struggles.
Short term the school.
Long term the house of love.
A career until retirement.
My world.
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Amber Davis Poem
He loved skateboarding,
driving, parties, and friends.
He had a big heart with big dreams,
till late one night it all came to an end.
Walking home one night,
the lights hit him with great force,
rolling impact could bring.
In front of his house is where he lay.
Big propellers came,
took him away.
He put up a fight but the lack of blood,
took his helpless life.
Family and friends gathered,
as we watched memories on the screen.
The tears, anger, disbelief,
hurt, and love arose once more.
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Amber Davis Poem
The would is full of places,
There is no need to race.
For there are many journies,
So many roads to take,
Not enough room for mistakes.
The road is long,
But not long enough.
Before you know it,
Times will get tough.
So pick your place,
No need to race,
See whats at stake.
Make sure its the right road,
You want to take.
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Amber Davis Poem
Follow teh riretrucks down teh road.
Three miles is as far as you'll
Have to go.
Nearly 100 volunteers at the
Sene of the violent firestorm.
20 acrs and and 22 thougsand gallons
Of water used.
The heartbreak of that day
Tasted more bitter than ever known.
The slowly falling of the house,
Made me choke down the rock,
In my throat as I swallowed.
The unbelievable sight sounded as if
Two cars had colladid at a high rate of speed.
The devastation came,
But has yet to leave.
Clean up had to come,
And brought the harsh burnt smell.
So overwhelming,
Would have made your stomach turn,
As would rotten food.
We dug and searched,
To find what maybe left.
The full remains,
Were only of a few items.
Two plates, coins, destroyed jewelry,
and an elephant,
Was all that was found.
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Amber Davis Poem
How sick and cruel
can irony be?
When a boy was given a chance
to live again
but only to die once more.
Should death not be
until one grows old.
What about one who makes changes,
to live a longer life,
but only to die sooner?
How sick and cruel can it be?
Only as sick and cruel as it is!
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Amber Davis Poem
The girl's hair is like a ripe strawberry,
bright and red.
Yet her eyes stand out like an ocean,
deep and blue.
Her hair flows like a river,
long and free.
But her eyes glow like a new car,
glittery and bright.
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Amber Davis Poem
I wanted to see the sea,
so far and long,
all water, no land.
He took me there.
The old landfill,
was the biggest park around,
I wanted to go.
He took me there.
I wanted to dance,
to hold each other tight,
with a body that feels warm and full of love.
He took me there.
His heart opened as a bok,
I read his every word,
for I am his greatest love.
He took me there.
He took me to a place,
that will last a lifetime.
Today, I said "Yes."
Tomorrow, I will say "I do."
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Amber Davis Poem
Please forgive me,
For I have sin.
For I am to blame,
For all his pain.
For I have loved,
Then left.
Not chosen to go,
and have not forgotten.
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Amber Davis Poem
Tis the ashes of a boy,
of who was born too early.
Tis the boy who lived an hour;
so small and helpless.
In God he will survive.
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Amber Davis Poem
Get out of my way,
and allow me to drive,
for it is my path.
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