High school student I am a freshman! Xp
I am a very easy person to talk to. I like making friends, and I luv soccer and poetry.
I listen to any type of music, except for opera at times, and I like to each Tacos.
My name is my name. No one can take it from me. Anyway, I haven't been here a lot but now I am here. I um, deleted all of my other poems. So that's why I'm starting anew! <3
Uh, let's see... my real name is Sarah, I am mexicana/Irish/Hispanic/Caucasian.
I come from Texas. It's cool living here, but the heat I can live without XP.
I gots really long hair but I cut it and it is now to my lower back. yay for me no?
A NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER
Author Uknown
O Great Spirit,
whose voice I hear in the winds
and whose breath gives life to all the world,
Hear me!
I am small and weak.
I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty
and make my eyes ever behold the sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have made
and my ears sharp to hear your voice
Make me wise so that I may understand
the things you have taught my people.
Let me learn the lessons
you have hidden in every leaf and rock.
I seek strength,
not to be greater than my brother,
but to fight my greatest enemy - myself.
Make me always ready to come to you
with clean hands and straight eyes.
So when life fades, as the fading sunset,
my spirit may come to you without shame.
Yes....
Angel Teardrops
by Kathleen Sheppard
My guardian angel, once careless and free,
flew into the clouds and lost touch with me.
Her tears were cold and wet, falling on my face.
Her smile had left us without a trace.
Her angelic lips quivered, frozen and scared,
I felt rain clouds visiting, and had to prepare.
I knew that angels, often content,
were very special presents that God had sent.
To see one so sad,
so afraid,
so alone,
had made me weep while the cold winds had blown.
Her wings lost feathers,
comforting and soft,
falling from the stars,
floating aloft.
Her pain was felt throughout the land,
to feel true misery is impossible to stand.
I prayed so that when her hurting stops,
I'll be able to taste the angel's teardrops.
Well I would perfer it to be a he but..this is how she wrote it.
Hmm. I love The Misadventures of Flapjack and many other cartoons. I also love anime. It's my favorite. I have a load of Manga books. Awesome.
Let's see...I like House and Law and Order and a bunch of grown-uppy shows. Trust Me and I forgot the other show's name is, i don't like them. AT ALL
I am a very easy person to talk to. I like making friends, and I luv soccer and poetry.
I listen to any type of music, except for opera at times, and I like to each Tacos.
My name is my name. No one can take it from me. Anyway, I haven't been here a lot but now I am here. I um, deleted all of my other poems. So that's why I'm starting anew! <3
Uh, let's see... my real name is Sarah, I am mexicana/Irish/Hispanic/Caucasian.
I come from Texas. It's cool living here, but the heat I can live without XP.
I gots really long hair but I cut it and it is now to my lower back. yay for me no?
A NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER
Author Uknown
O Great Spirit,
whose voice I hear in the winds
and whose breath gives life to all the world,
Hear me!
I am small and weak.
I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty
and make my eyes ever behold the sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have made
and my ears sharp to hear your voice
Make me wise so that I may understand
the things you have taught my people.
Let me learn the lessons
you have hidden in every leaf and rock.
I seek strength,
not to be greater than my brother,
but to fight my greatest enemy - myself.
Make me always ready to come to you
with clean hands and straight eyes.
So when life fades, as the fading sunset,
my spirit may come to you without shame.
Yes....
Angel Teardrops
by Kathleen Sheppard
My guardian angel, once careless and free,
flew into the clouds and lost touch with me.
Her tears were cold and wet, falling on my face.
Her smile had left us without a trace.
Her angelic lips quivered, frozen and scared,
I felt rain clouds visiting, and had to prepare.
I knew that angels, often content,
were very special presents that God had sent.
To see one so sad,
so afraid,
so alone,
had made me weep while the cold winds had blown.
Her wings lost feathers,
comforting and soft,
falling from the stars,
floating aloft.
Her pain was felt throughout the land,
to feel true misery is impossible to stand.
I prayed so that when her hurting stops,
I'll be able to taste the angel's teardrops.
Well I would perfer it to be a he but..this is how she wrote it.
Hmm. I love The Misadventures of Flapjack and many other cartoons. I also love anime. It's my favorite. I have a load of Manga books. Awesome.
Let's see...I like House and Law and Order and a bunch of grown-uppy shows. Trust Me and I forgot the other show's name is, i don't like them. AT ALL
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- When I'm not writing, I'm reading, playing soccer.
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Jackz Lil Devil on April 17, 2009I love your page. I'm also a Naruto fan myself though I don't watch it as much as I used to. BTW I love your username its so cute.
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Sound of Madness on April 6, 2008I'm going to have to read your Naruto stories sometime. I use to be a big fan. I don't get to watch it anymore. Garra was my favorite charicter.
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