Danieke-chan

You walk the golden streets of Heaven Your halo size smallest is slanted So it slides off your head Little Angel so lost and confused Wondering the golden streets of Heaven With no protection Though none is needed in Heaven Nothing bad could happen The tips of your wings are bet And your name engraved on your halo So tarnished that the A is missing Your little voice soft and beautiful In the Heavenly Choir Your gown so small That though it covers your feet Littlest Angle We called you that Five minutes old Now that you're gone The name stands true You're the Littlest Angel

It's black outside, With a brilliant moon, That shines as bright as day, The stars with golden arches, Speeding across the sky, Comets glow then fall, One after another, Now let's go aboard the Milky Way, Do you know the legend, The stars underneath the planets blaze, The sun burning for eternity, Now let's go to the Big Dipper, Then the Little Dipper right behind it, Now let's leave the big black sky, Let's go home at last, Good bye sky.

The wave crash majestically, Upon the shell covered, sandy beach, The lifeguard watches over us, As we swim blissfully. As I sit at the waters' cool edge, I feel the water run gently over my legs, Embraced by the waters peaceful caresses, Watching the tiny clams wash up on shore. A seagull lands by my side, I'm giving it pieces of my stale and sandy bread, But when the water rises again, It flies away towards the limitless sky. I run into the water once more, Meeting the wave halfway, The wave hits me, And I tumble head over heels. The waves are swiftly growing, And the foam is heavier and lasts longer, The water on the beac

'My dream for America' is an interesting topic. If someone had asked me that on the street, or began a conversation with this question, I probably would have replied "peace" or for "nobody to go hungry." But now, after really thinking about it, I realize that that wouldn't be my answer at all. My answer is simple, yet it's complicated. It should be easy, but it's hard. It should be here now, but it's not. My answer is, "Unity." The United States of America. It is stated quite clearly, isn't it? How can one statement be so close to the truth, yet so far? We live in the same country, with the same laws, and the same rights, but 'are we equal?'

Time and again, you are confronted with your past. You cannot outrun things you have done; you cannot escape your conscious. Sometimes though, you are confronted with not only your past, but also another's. No, confronted would not be the right word. Not so much confronted as unable to let the memory go. As I sit here today, I am surrounded by thoughts that don't belong to myself alone. True that they are not another's thoughts, but they seem not to be mine. Confusing, yes, even to myself as I say it. I am surrounded by another's memories. No, not her memories but her memory. Can you know someone without actually meeting him or her? So many

Some people aren't as lucky as me I'm just not who I used to be You saved me from the dark You saved me with your heart Pulling me from my self destruction You gave me a reason to live When I found you Light shown through the rain Pulling me from before the train But can you save me now Please, oh please, just tell me how To bring myself up from the ground Letting me face what I fear most Let me find you as you once found me Let me find you Some people aren't as lucky as me I'm just not who I used to be You saved me from the dark You saved me with your heart Can I be content to sit here Watching you with her Watching you

I feel the walls closing in I can't help think of how it could have been Did you leave me because of this Or did you leave me for the kiss Did you ever love me Or was I just your free meal Did you ever want to be Or was this just a one year deal Don't worry though I'll be over you You'll want me back But we'll be through Do you think we could have been Or was it just meant to end Do you want me there with you Or did I miss my cue Don't worry though I'll be over you You'll want me back But we'll be through I'll be over you We'll be through Did you ever love me Did you ever want to be Don't worry though I'll be over you

Today's the day The day that I'll make my own way Leaving the past behind Moving towards a future of a different kind I can't say that I didn't enjoy Being your little toy But now I need to live On something other then what you want to give I'll move forward No matter what you say Tired to being your little ward I'm leaving going far away I won't look back Won't let you attack No matter what you say Here I can't stay I can't say that I didn't enjoy Being your little toy But now I need to live On something other then what you want to give I'm not going to be your toy anymore I've found my center, my core I know now that I

Soft brown eyes, a joyous smile. Long red hair, a passionate kiss. Smooth skin, a calming voice. Days go by and I long for her. Her smile melts my heart. I dream of the day I can Hold her in my arms. One day, not so far off I’ll hold her in my arms. Lay beside her, close beside her. And whisper three words. Those three words, three Simple words. I… Love… You…

A single look. So sweet, sincere She’ll never know what I think Holding her, on the brink Of falling in to delight Love and joy each day… And night… A single kiss. My mind eraseed What I never felt before My heart to aflame Light of my life One hug, one touch My life fulfilled Her love… All I want…