Blast from the Past

It's Saturday afternoon, Sam is asleep and Kevin is busy doing homework so I have been puttering around for the last hour or so. I should be cleaning, but come on! It's Saturday! I just finished preparing the music for primary and deep down in my music/crap/stuff I don't know where to put/miscellaneous box I found an old notebook with the date July 2nd 1999 on it. Guess what's inside??? Guess?!? Poems! All my poems I wrote when I was 13 yrs old or so. Jackpot! I have been having a ball going through and reading them. Man was I a HOPELESS ROMANTIC OR WHAT!!! Haha ;) Ya so I used to write all the time. Honestly I kind of forgot about it. I loved to sit on my bed and look out my window and write about my life......how badly I wanted my dreams to come true.....how agonizing it was to know that my soul mate was out there somewhere, but I didn't know where......(I was pretty dramatic back then.......probably still am) and sometimes when I was in a lighter mood I would write something funny :)

So on that note, here is a little piece of work I did way back when. If you were in my 9th grade Spanish class you may remember this one.........


The English Lady and the Hispanic Boy

There once was a girl who lived in England
and she ate her crumpets and tea.
A Hispanic boy came to visit
and she said to him properly.....

Get out ugly thing
and leave me be,
for you smell like a buffalo
and your painful to see.

He looked at her doubtfully
and he felt quite denied,
"Donde esta el bano!"
the Hispanic boy cried!

The English lady panicked
she suddenly feared for her life,
so she ran to her kitchen
and she pulled out a knife!

She forced him on her patio
and wouldn't let him through the door,
until suddenly she pushed him
and the Hispanic boy was no more!


Hopefully you found that funny because I sure do! Hehe!!! I promise I'm not some sick psychopath. I think we had to write poems in our Spanish class (using Spanish in at least one sentence) and this one was mine. Hopefully it got a decent grade and at the least a good laugh ;)

This last one was one of the first ones I wrote and I think it is really sweet and true. Hope you enjoyed my little visit back to memory lane. Maybe I'll share some more in the future :)


I Hold in my Hand........

I have so much to say
and the rest of my life to live,
I hope what I write
will be enough to give.

In our hands we can hold
so many different things,
but only one is most important
love and happiness it brings.

The one most special
thing you can hold,
is someone's hand
small, young, or old.

It can't be money
or something you can buy,
if you don't believe me
just give it a try.

Magic will surround you
and you'll be lost for words,
crazy things might happen
you might even hear birds!

This may sound funny
but I know in my heart it's true.
You never can really know
what another hand can do.

It can strengthen your courage
and lift you up on hard days,
it can replace those dark clouds
with brilliant bright rays.

Hold another hand
just to show that you care.
It will make your days easier
just knowing someone is there.

So I hope you now know
and I hope you understand,
the most precious of all gifts
you can hold in your hand.