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I like to write poetry about almost anything. I am 22 years old and have a Husband whom I love very much we have been married for 3 years now . we resently just found out we were expecting a baby but do to complications in the pregnancy we lost the baby and I nearly died. I like to write poetry and short stories. I enjoy meeting new people. I love to read other peoples poetry and short stories. Hope you all enjoy reading my poems.Have a great time.Hope you enjoy.God Bless You all.



For Mamaw with love
And everyone else who has passed of Cancer
We miss you Mamaw and wish we could be with you
I know you are in a far better place now
But we can't wait to see you again...

-----///\\-----Please
----///-\\\----Put This
---|||---|||---On Your
---|||---|||---Page If
---|||---|||---You Know
----\\\-///----Someone
-----\\///-----Who Died
------///\-----From
-----///\\\----Cancer

WE LOVE AND MISS YOU VERY MUCH MAMAW

  • Last seen on Nov 29 7:26 PM. Member since January 19, 2005.
  • I'm a lapisLazuli dream poet for 307 comments.
  • My mood is , and quote is "Always thank God for the little things that are and the little things that could have been.".
  • I am a 22 year old woman (United States)
  • I have 307 comments, 1 column, 137 poems, 3 stories

My Poetry

1 - 4 of 137   Show all Search
  • We think of you every day and wish you were here with us
    But the truth is that you are here in our hearts
    14 lines, 2 comments, January 20. In Spiritual, Love, Life, Pain
  • As I sit here thinking of you
    I keep feeling more blue.
    28 lines, 1 comment, August 18, 2008
  • I think of you all day long
    remembering how our love is strong
    20 lines, 1 comment, August 5, 2008
  • Once upon a time in the forest lived a little poor girl named Neveah. Neveah everyday would go out to the forest by her house to play. One
    20 lines, 2 comments, July 3, 2008. In Fantasy, Life, Nature, Contest

My Stories

  • 303 lines, March 10, 2005. In <200 lines, Young adult
  • Once upon a time in the forest lived a little poor girl named Neveah. Neveah everyday would go out to the forest by her house to play. One day when she went out to the forest t
    763 lines, 3 comments, January 20, 2005. In <200 lines, Childrens
  • Once upon a time there was this girl who lived in the city near a big town. She loved to read and write stories. Until that one dreadful day when she decided to read her book o
    330 lines, January 19, 2005. In <200 lines, Other

Guest Book

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  • damnskippy 70 on April 19, 2005
    hey in not up di date with the sight i dony know how to send you a message so ill thank you for telling me I MISS YOU was good it really makes me feel better to now thaat people like what i do thank you. i just through it to gether last light in like 3 min lol and i am in love its just that she lives an hr from me and i oonly see her on week ends and the hardest part of my week is saying goobye every sunday night and not seeing her till the next week end if im lucky. maybe you get the poem more now that i said all that lol thanks one mor time
  • Babygurl07 on March 9, 2005
    Thank you so much for commenting on my poem and I'm glad that you liked it. I always try to write with emotion behind my poems. Thank you so much for your comment again and I will read and comment on some of yours!

    Babygurl07
  • lyna05 on February 17, 2005
    Thank you all for your wonderful comments I really enjoy reading good things about my work. thank You very much for everything
  • vaseline on February 15, 2005
    well, my mother isnt dead, its just that its practically like she was. We never talk, we dont act like child and parent, and i dont know what I did to deserve that, its not like im a bad kid who always tells her off or does drugs and shows no respect, but she always makes me feel useless, she told me she loved me so much, that if I were to die, she wouldnt even cry, then she started to laugh hysterically...thats why i miss her, the real her, before she started to cry all the time and treat me like dirt, she doesnt deserve whatever happened to her, but she might as well be dead...thank you very much for the very nice comments you made on my poems

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