Thursday, November 27, 2008

Thanksgiving Day

Well today I got a really sweet text message from my freind Sandy. It said "Happy thanks giving! I have known you since 2nd grade and i never told u this..but I'm so grateful to have you in my life. We have been through so much together and I couldnt imgine not having you here as my best friend!" Yea almost made me cry.
So I decided to write this,
This year, 2008, started off horrible, and got worse within the first month, it didnt get better either, I lost a friend, lost the house, changed schools, and have to adjust with living with grandparents. But I am totally thankful for every family member I have, espically my Grandma donald and Grandpa Mike for opening their arms and their doors(literally) to us. I'm thankful for every friend I have, no matter how often i do or dont see them.
I'm thankful for everything I guess you can say. I wouldnt change anything.
Happy Thanksgiving.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

"Your the Man"


Only a short time ago,

in the heap of silence,

in the distance a motor is camin,

the sudden e ho of "Your the Man",

has broke the silence,

followed by the squeel of tires,

To be called "the man",

you left your black mark on the road,

A wheelie rode the longest,

or just winning a race.

Not until January 28 2008,

did we truly who"the Man" really is,

Like the others,

he left his black marks on the road,

rode his wheelies,

and won first place in the race,

Unlike the others however,

He was truly a man,

a great friend,

to always have a shoulder to lean on.

In the downest mood,

he would brighten up your day,

by suffering his own day,

just to see you smile.

Above all,

he had the biggest heart,

so big,

some claim to say it exploded.

So here we stand,

over the headstone,

that underneath,

it reads "Son your the Man",

because unlike others,

"Booner you are truly the Man"

Monday, August 25, 2008

Walk out the door

So Me,Mom,Dwight and heath were running around in sherdian and I thought of a song.
So later that night I decided to write it, it turned out totally different then it was in my head. It was suppose to be along the line when my dad walked out on us, but it turned into how I'm not putting up with people playing games with me. So tell em what you think. (Keep in mind its suppose to be country mixed with rock)

You run all over the palce,You never smile back at me, You know the game your're playing with my heart, and I got to ask with a tisk in my voice,

Chrous:You see the tear in my eye, You know what you are doin, when you walk out the door,with a second glance back at me.

I try to stay strong, but everyone ask, and I welcome defeat,the lies you say with every word, you know the game you're playing with my heart

Chrous:You see the tear in my eye, You know what you are doin, when you walk at the door with a second glance back at me.
I'm not taking this shit anymore! You can take those lies with every word and shove it up your ass! You welcome defeat now that i know, the game your playing with my heart.
I see the tear in your eye, I know what I'm doin when I walk out the door without a second glance back at you.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

A full Day

So how has ur summer been? Mine has been boring and about the same EVERY DAY!! today was different though. Instead of thew regular routine getting up,brush teeth and hair,then off to grandma's we go, I woke up at my PawPaw's. I actually ate breakfast! Then me and PawPaw headed off to shoot his 22..I did really good. he said next time we go I'll get to shoot the big boys!! Then we got back,played fetch with his black lab Maggie,who loves to go swimming,and I got to drive a little,it was a standard. Then i got to hang out with an old friend,drop him off,and hang out with two more friends...it was nice. Now instead of having an urge gotta do something besides watch t.v. I have the urge to actually sleep!!
Thanks PawPaw and Mrs.Karen for letting me stay and have a nice summer day!

Friday, July 4, 2008

So maybe I wrote one more...

Yea I wrote another random poem. These two are the longest I have ever wriiten.
Aye and Mighty
We mourn and we cry,
We ask God why,
Why the person we loved,
had to say good~bye,.
We feel like we could die,
just to be by their side,
The sorrow and grieve,
no one should bare,
brings us to our knees.
Why did our loved ones have to leave us?
We do not know,
but we looked toward the sky,
and know,
they are with the aye and mighty.
Even though we do not fully understand,
We smile just a little,
Knowing they are with the aye and mighty.

I got Bored Again

Another random poem.
Years and Time
How the smiles turned to tears,
and pictures turned to grey.
How time can change,
in a blink of an eye.
Smiles disappear,
and tears may fall,
How time can change,
with each year passing,
more tears fall,
and more pictures fade,
but for each tear that falls,
and each picture that fades,
a smile will emerge,
along with a new picture taken.
Each year we grasp on pain and sorrow,
but with that pain and sorrow,
there is also love and happiness.
Every heartbreak is another lesson,
Another lesson makes us wiser.
learn from the tears that fall,
and the picture that turns to grey,
Time will pass us by,
with each year we grow wiser.

Friday, June 20, 2008

Happy 18th b-day Kevin!!

So 2day is June 20th, Kevin birthday. even though he is not here to enjoy it, we are here to celebrate it for him. Today he would be 18. Lord only knows what mess he would get into. I wrote a poem for Kevin so here it is:
The one and Only
How great of a friend you were,
What a big heart you had.
We talk about the memories,
Sometimes we laugh,
Other times we cry.
We all miss your smile,
We all miss your laugh.
WE miss the jokes you told,
We miss the friend taht was always there.
The worst day,
Could easily be turned around,
By the one and only, Kevin Ray Kirk Jr.,
Who always made you laugh,
Who was always there to listen,
He was a big brother, a loving son,
And most of all, a friend to eevryone.

Hapyy 18th birthday,
Kevin ray Kirk Jr.

I miss you so much,with everyday passing,Bryan is growing stronger, and he misses you alot. Your mother is trying to be strong for Bryan,but she needs your help. Your Grandma just talks about you nonstop,and its nice to hear the stories. Theres nothing anyone can say,to make us feel better, only the fact,that we will see you again someday. Till then Kevin,watch over us, and be with the ones who need you the most, Your mother and Rhett.
I love and miss you. happy birthday!!!

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Kevin...

so today Bryan, kevin's little brother,sent me a text saying Kevin had sudden heart failure. It was quick,and he didn't suffer. then Bryan had to go to the hosptale the other day b/c he was dehydrated and shaking and of course he was scared. So his mom took him to the doctor and they told her that his heart wasn't pumping right or something like that...Then she said something that really got me thinking...Maybe Kevin died to save Bryan's life. If Bryan would have died,Kevin couldn't manage it. I almost went a whole month without crying about kevin..then yesterday night me and Rhett stayed up talking about him..the oddest thing was Rhett was getting mad becuase he wanted to know so badly how Kevin died then today we found out. So I guess everyone does die for a reason..as strange as it sounds...Kevin died to save His little brothers life.
What more proof do you need?

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Another Thing

Well...school is almost out and not many people know this about me. I love riding motorcycles, i love the feeling of being free.
So heres another random poem:
This Motorcycle
The day was rough,
this house is to quiet,
I call you up,
you pull in, I hope on the back,
here we go,
down in first,
you pull out of my drive way,
now we are in second,
We hit the highway,
up in third,
the wind hitting our faces,
here we are in fourth,
the open road,
now we are in fifth,
the highest it will go,
how free we feel,
with no worries in our heads,
the open road,
the blue sky,
how free we are,
on this mototrcycle.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Those days and the memories

You know those days, life just gets so stressful. And it never seems to quite, the only thing you can do is cry. That is how I am. So heres another random poem,

I walk the empty hallways,
remembering the good times,
I glance at an old picture,
the five of us smiling as a family
I wonder where those days went.


I look up at the night sky,
remembering the times we spent,
up all night laughing jokes,
and making packs,
we would always be Friends till the end,
then one day,God called you up.

I take out an old photo,
a little girl,
only ten years old,
feeding her pet bunny,
the oddest part,
she was smiling,
I wonder where that smile hid?
I wonder why that little girl,
had to grow up to be sixteen,
with tears,
falling down like rain.





Saturday, April 19, 2008

another poem

To all my friends who past away. I will always love and miss you guys.

When I needed love,
When i needed peace,
When i needed understanding,
I found you there,
When I needed hope,
When I needed strength,
When I needes omeone who cares,
i found you there,
You made me laugh,
when i felt like crying,
When the sky was ragin,
you reminded me
the sun always shines,
After the rain.

For My mom and Rhett

This One is for my Mom. Who is going through hell right now. Things get to her but she is still able to simle. Everytime she simles,I just feel a little bit better.
Another pop-up-poem

Times get tough,
and she dries her tears,
The asshole gets to her,
but her faith is strong,
Everytime she falls on her knees,
She stands back up again,
stronger than before.


Rhett-The one person I can always count on. I love yo so much and I can't imagine being without you. I have written so many poems about you. One more random one wouldnt hurt.

The yelling and screaming,
that gets in my head,
just a simple kiss,
makes me forget.
The tears that fall,
with no reason at all,
You hold me near,
and my simile brightens.
when I need someone to talk,
you are always there,
with open ears.
When I need someone just to be there,
there you are,
open arms and all.


the world we live in

so I'm just sitting here,and this kinda popped into my head.

People are dying,
without a reason,
Children are screaming,
because their being beaten,
A man asked for some food,
but we just turn our head,
Children are crying,
mothers cant afford food or schooling,
what kind of world is this?
Where we turn our backs,
for those are asking for help,
Is this what society is today?
Is the world,
we want to live in?
Is the world,
we want our children to grow up in?




Wednesday, March 26, 2008

To My Friend who past away

This post is espically and only for Kevin Kirk....R.I.P "BOONER".
I miss the days,
we laid around,
not a care in the world,
no worries in our heads,
swimming in the creek,
flying off the old rope,
bond fire by night,
all awake till the sun came up,
all asleep when the sun rose high,
the seasons changed,
and we came together,
we did not swing off the old rope,
no bond fire by night,
we stayed in the house,
were we all grew together,
random things we did,
will always remain in our heads,
the seasons changed,
but we grew even stronger,
one January evening,
God called you up,
that night,
the light from the house was gone,
the brightness from laughter was silent,
there was nothing that night,
just tears hitting the floor.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Poems

So this poem is written for one of my x-boyfriends who broke up with me and regretted it.. As much as I liked him I would of taken him back but something told me no.
Dark Auburn Color
I fight all night,
to keep you out of my dreams,
you hold her tight,
the way you used to hold me,
you can't fall asleep,
because you know who you really want to be with,
you stroke her sandy blond hair,
you wish it was the dark auburn color,
you kiss her on her forehead,
wishing she kiss you back,
but you don't want her kiss,
you want the lips that belong on the girl,
who fights all night,
to keep you out of her dreams.

This one is for my very first boyfriend who...well..read and find out
Untitled
You lay peacefully in your bed,
you don't even think,
about the girl you once laid with,
watching every star,
but every now and then.
sometimes when,
you count the shooting stars,
the moon shines bright,
you stay up all night,
regreting every lie.