=LOVE=

You captured my heart,
So quickly as I say,
You are my one,
My one and only LOVE forever,

My love may not be one happy chapter,
like the saying "they lived happily ever after",
By loving,i have lost everything to you,
what i still possess is just the memories-
of once being with you....

I don't really know much,
Or what the future holds,
But what I do know is I am madly in love with you,
And if forever means until I die,
You will forever have my heart.

n.n|...My FaMiLy...|n.n

It's wonderful knowing someone is there,
Someone to talk to, someone to care,
Someone who always knows just what to do...
It's always been wonderful knowing there's you.
It's wonderful having someone who gives
Something worthwhile to each day that she lives,
Someone whose thoughtfulness always shows through...
It's always been wonderful,
Family, i have.


I remember Daddy’s hands folded silently in prayer
and reaching out to hold me when I had a nightmare
You would read quite a story in the callouses and lines
years of work and worry had left their mark behind.


For as long as I can remember
you were always by my side to give
me support to give me confidence
to give me help

For as long as I can remember
you were always the person
I looked up to so strong
so sensitive so pretty


For as long as I can remember
you always provided stability
within our family full of laughter
full of tears full of love

Whatever I have become is because of you, my family
and I thank you forever for our relationship.

n.n|...My SeLf...|n.n

i'am a daughter hiding my depression
I'am a sister making a good impression
and most i'am a girl sitting next to you.
i'am the one asking you to care
and i'am a bast friend hoping
you'll always there to love and care about me

I'm just a girl has a simple dreams in my life
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
I taught myself to live simply and wisely,
to look at the sky and pray to God,
and to wander long before evening
to tire my superfluous worries.


I can write no stately poem
As a prelude to my lay;
From a poet to a poem
I would dare to say.



The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast-
Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.

PONGRACZ!