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This is not goodbye. This is me reaching for the sky. Embracing the unknown. Ready and willing to be shown. Please dad don't cry. Your little girl is no longer shy. I can come to see you.
My best friend has been with me ever since we were born. We even grew inside the same womb. We were born an hour apart. I love her with all my heart. We played together, she was my only company.
Shopping.
As I just wake up. My hair a blown-up mess. I must get to my feet. And actually get dresses. But I can't, you see. I have a purring kitty cat. Drooling all over me. And blanketing me with his fat.
My nan had this ornament she loved very much She told us often we must never ever touch It was of a woman with flowers in hand She had a long red beautiful dress..so grand I was being defiant, I...
For my parents. If only you knew. Who I really was. What I truly am. If only you understood. How my situation is. Where I'm coming from. If only you heard. The words I've uttered.
Sisters, they laughed a little louder. They cried a little softer They lived a little stronger, Because they stood together. Sisters As for mothers.
My son is 18 and will soon go away. I hope that he comes back one day. Off to uni to start his new life. I am so proud but it cuts like a knife. I'm scared for him in this mad place.
-TIFFANY- "Can I have everyone's attention please?" Nate said, standing on the fifth stair in our new house.
She's been there everyday of my life. We've never argued or fought. If I ever need help she is the first to offer it whatever the problem is.
I gasped as the cool gel hit my stomach, Adam squeezed my hand excitedly, today we were going to see our baby for the first time.
My body aches, Battered and bruised From the good times we had And what we used; Alcohol and food And simple fun Playing games With you And our son.
My niece is over, Yay what fun, I shall take her to the park later as long as this gloomy no rain weather holds up. She is such fun to have around, Talks a lot, don't mind it's a bit of a family...
"Put a rose on my coffin", You looked up and said, "for this life holds no more for me, i am better off dead." The lucid moments, few and far between, The illness has worsened from what I have...
Every day, I would ask my white cat, Yoghurt, "Have you see Cocoa today?" And every day she would give me the "Nope, now feed me" face.
I can see you looking As my mind, it wastes away I can see you crying Wishing I would stay My body is quite healthy But my memories, they seep This disease is taking me And all you do is weep Some...
I love seeing my grandma, She means the world to me, She is one of my best friends, we're not blood related but that means nothing to either of us nor the fact she has MS.
Conviction floods my heart. Bringing a warm relief. I'm brimming with the confidence. That comes from self belief. I was clinging tightly to a ledge. Fearful of letting go.
Father's Day, Grandfather's Day, If a father is a figure, A grandfather's just a grand one. As was my grandfather, Pete. He was a grand man, indeed. A lot like a father to me, A figure to look up...
Yesterday I didn't say That I celebrated That special day. However though, I don't like my Dad, So I celebrate My Grandad. I don't care That he's old As all the amazing things He has told.
He's like a friend that's always behind your back. Even outside when it's cold and pitch-black. He gives you advice even when you don't need it. But believe you me one day you'll admit it.
We are distant Yet close. And although you are one of the few I choose to love the most. You don’t know every detail of my life. And I love that about you. You see me as I wish I could see myself.
I've been told to cook, A meal for my dad, The problem being I can't cook, I'm well aware it's sad. The kitchen's rather scary, A foreign, scary place, I domain I avoid, I rarely show my face.
If you love your Dad, then why should you. Only tell him once a year. Father's Day should be every day. Not something he should annually hear. The day has been exploited by.