The gate was locked up with a key, Now open to the beauty only we can see. A beautiful, indescribable feel like this, A wonderful, endless state of bliss. There are not many words to express how I feel, This feeling that no one could ever steal. The colors to best describe are those of the rainbow. Each color shows up in your face to make it glow. Red is the color of my heart, You were the one who made it start. Orange is the color of fire, Making my heart perspire. Yellow is the color of the sun, You bringing me warmth and fun. Green is the color of flowing grass, Just graceful with a pass. Blue is the color of the sky, You being everywhere I am, like an angel standing by. Indigo is the color of the ocean, You, the waves, sprinkling me with your potion. Violet is the color of lilacs, As we are for each other, those are the facts. The colors of the rainbow, as you can see, Are the beauty of only you and me. You and I together forever, As comfy and cozy as a fur. So sad to close the gate and say good night, Always forever by the starlight.
Written by Shelly on December 16, 1998. Published in the Voyage..
ashes we will all come to ashes some day. some come sooner some come much later. why do the best ones FIZZLE OUT and let the orange disappear? i wish the sparks would last forever. so why cant they? where do the ashes go, after they DIE OUT and never come back? what is it like to have the orange brought out of a sparks life? how can a fire still burn after so many lives have left from the fire? please fire, dont release too many sparks to let that fire BURN OUT for good.
Written by: Shelly ~Dedicated to Ashlie Anderson.
Hoeing the garden, the weeds sliding out so easily, the lake glistening and shining, sun blaring like a trumpet, the colors of the rainbow all around, little, cute, green worms, fuzzy, red, and black ladybugs, a flock of bald eagles flying as the steadiest group, all supporting each other, humming birds chirping the song "Summertime" loudly and cheerfully, squirrels munching on the acorns making this cute "crunch, crunch" sound, this is the dream of thinking of you.Written by Shelly on March 25th, 1998.
Sweet, sweet, sweet,
what such a word is this?
Is it of that who is good-tasting?
No, probably not.
If such a definition exists,
what is so?
Sweet, sweet, sweet,
'tis this a good thing to be called?
Probably so,
But what is the true
meaning of the word,
Sweet?
Written by Shelly on January 7th, 1998
Yes, yes, yes
Oh no, what do ya mean?
Does is mean that you don't want to?
I really don't think so...
Does it mean that you
are going to break my heart?
Well, I suppose that must be
what you mean by the word,
yes.
You said yes, then you
said no.
So why do you leave me in the snow?
When you say bye,
I cry.
So does yes mean no?
Written by Shelly in January, 1998.
Children Laughing,
People Smiling,
Cooks a cookin',
Grandma Whistlin',
Grandpa Also,
Mother Joining,
Times of Goodwill,
Joyous All Together
Just Bring A Little
HOLIDAY CHEER!
Written by Shelly in 1996.
Waves Crashing,
Hearts Pounding,
Sails Blowing In The Sweet Air,
Leaves Rustling,
Minds Racing,
Romance In The Air!
Eyes Twitching,
Pigeons Squaking,
Butterflies In Flight,
Hummingbirds In Flight,
Urges Awaiting,
Romance In The Air!
Written by Shelly in 1996.
with the blink of an eye, you were suddenly one.
There were so many things we were going to do,
But I turned my head and you were two.
At two you were very dependent on me,
But independence took over when you turned three.
Your third birthday, another year I tried to ignore,
But when I lit the candles, there weren't three, but four.
Four was the year that you really strived.
Why, look at you now, you're already five.
Now you are ready for books and for the rules.
This was the year that you go to school.
The big day came, you were anxious to go.
We walked to the bus, going oh, so slow.
As you climbed aboard and waved goodbye,
I felt a lump in my throat and tears stung my eyes.
Time goes so fast. It's hard to believe
that just yesterday you were home with me.
And tommorow, when the bus brings you home,
And you jumped on the ground,
You'll be wearing your graduation gown.
So I'm holding on to these moments as hard as I can,
Because the next time I look, I'll see a man.
Submitted anonymously to KDWB in 1998.
Is a friend someone to depend on?
Is a friend a trustworthy person?
Can you tell them your deepest secrets? I think so...
Is a friend someone to laugh with?
Is a friend someone to cry with?
Can you tell them your hopes and dreams? I think so...
Is a friend someone to lie to?
Is a friend someone to talk about? I don't think so...
So what really is a friend?
Anonymous 1996
Love is a feeling deep within your heart,
Caring, Sharing, Trusting, Knowing you can count on one
another
Love is a like a dream,
the impossible can happen and will.
Love is magical, a feeling like walking on air!
Love is the willingness to do anything,
willing to die for the other,
willing to show your true self.
Love may hurt, but it's always worth it.
Love is a feeling deep within your heart,
that will never go away!
Clipped from ~Seventeen~ Magazine.
All I need is just someone who
I trust, who loves me,
who cares about me and my feelings,
someone who understands
All I need is just someone who,
treats me like a human being
not someone who listens to my private
conversations on the phone,
All I need is just someone who,
I can call when
I'm feeling down.
All I need is just someone who is there for me!
Is That Too Much To Ask!!!!!!!
Written by Shelly in 1995.
Love bears all things, Hopes all things, Endures all things, Love never ends! A quote from a book. 1996-1997.
You stick out to me like a black cat playing in the snow. The way you walk is like none I ever seen. Your smile shines like the sun glistening on a lake. You light up my heart with your orniginality. Written by Shelly in 1996.
Candles are romantic, sweet, beautiful, everything I compare to you. You smell as good as a candle, which I really do like. You are as bright as a flame. As bright as you possibly could be. Your flame will live forever in my heart. Written by Shelly in 1996.
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