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i am a pretty open minded person really. I'm easy going and live life to the full, or at least try to.....
People describe me as passionate, caring, loving and dependable.

i would like to thank my inspiration for beginning to write poetry, my close friend kei-aira, she is the reason that i am able to share all my works with you all. Thank you hunny x

Special thanx to michaeld, he is one of the most talented poets i have ever had the pleasure of meeting, i strongly recommend that you read his work, he is fantastic. Thanx for everything babes xx

I working full time trying to make enough money to
live off..... story of everyones life really
my passions include reading my two beautiul cats, my job, music and of course poetry.

i have not written in over three years so any constructive critisim you could offer on any of my poems but especially my newer writes would be much appreciated
do not hesitate to let me know if i am rubbish, the more constructive the better!

I write poetry because it helps me through everything life throws at me, good or bad. express yourself through writing and it helps you to cope

I owe a few other mentions too, first of all to my darling boyfriend Scullion, my inspiration and love of my life who is new to AP so be kind and offer some comments
secondly to u gemini5510 another poet well worth lookng up, thankyou for everything u have done and are doing for me, i dont know what i would have done if it wasnt for you, thanks lou xxxxxxxxxxx
check out my favourites and see all the poets on there, they are all of the unique and extremely talented yet all so different
take care and enjoy xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

to you moment liver, you are and i have told you this the best and most talented poet i have met and i am so glad that i have had the privilege of meeting you xxxxx

A girl and guy were speeding, on a motorcycle, over 90 mph on the road..
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it’s not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
*Girl hugs him*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It’s bugging me.
(In the paper the next day)
A motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.
If you would ever do this for someone....then post this on your page asap!!

Thank you moment liver for this, touching and please pass the message on all who read my page xxx

I would like to share with you all a poem that touched me, it gave me a wake up call because of the message it delivers read it carefully.

KATE

What do you see nurses? What do you see?
Are you thinking when you're looking at me?
A crabbit old women, not very wise
Uncertain of habit with far away eyes,
Who dribbled her food and makes no reply
When you say in a loud voice "I do wish you'd try."
Who seems not to notice the things that you do
And forever is loosing a stocking or two
Who unresisting or not lets you do as you will
With bathing or feeding the long day to fill
Is that what you're thinking? Is that what you see?
Then open you're eyes nurses! You're not looking at me
I'll tell you who i am as i sit here so still
As i use at your bidding as i eat at your will
I'm a small child at ten with a mother and father
Brothers and sisters who love one another
A young girl of sixteen with wings on her feet
Dreaming that soon now a lover she'll meet
A bride soon at twenty, my heart gives a leap
Remembering the vows that i promised to keep
At twenty-five now i have young of my own
Who need me to build a secure happy home
A young woman of thirty my young ones grow fast
Bound to each other with ties that should last
At forty my young ones now grown will be gone
But my man stays beside me to see i don't moan
At fifty once more babies play at my knee
Again we know children my loved one and me...
Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead
I look at the future and shudder with dread
For my young are all busy raising young of their own
And i think of the years and the love i have known
I'm an old woman now and nature is cruel
'Tis just like her to make old age look like a fool
The body it cumbles, vigour and grace soon depart
There is now a stone where i once had a heart
But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells
And now and again my battered heart swells
I remember the joys, i remember the pain
I'm loving and living life over again
I think of the years all too few-gone too fast
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last
So open your eyes nurses, open and see
Not a crabbit old woman, look closer - see ME

"Kate" the writer of this poem, was unable to speak but was often seen to write. After her death this poem was found in her hospital locker.

This is why old people are so very precious, look past the sometimes bitter facade and see them, see their past.