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Sunday, 16 December 2007

  • ~Memories~

    friends

    Within my book of memories,
    Are special thoughts of you.
    And all the many nice things
    You often say and do -

    As I turn the pages,
    And recall each single thought,
    I realize the happiness
    That knowing you has brought.

    There are memories of the times we've shared
    Both bright and sunny days.
    There are memories of your kindness
    And your friendly thoughtful ways.

    There are memories of all those notes,
    we would write back and forth,
    When we would just get together,
    And talk of this or that.

    And when I recall these memories
    As I go along life's way,
    I find they grow more precious still
    With every passing day.

    frienship

    ~ABelle~

Saturday, 15 December 2007

  • ~Colors~

    When people think of colors they seldom think of White
    But when I think of winter it’s love at first sight
    The air is cold and bitter no two snowflakes the same
    But winter is magical and for people not to see this is a shame
    For when Mother Nature works her magic everything changes overnight
    When people think of colors they seldom think of white


    winter


    When people think of colors they seldom think of white
    But a bride on her wedding day is love at first sight
    The dress is large and flowing as she makes her way down the isle
    She only walks a few feet but it seems like a mile
    The music plays sweetly when her father takes her arm
    The wedding was beautiful and full of charm
    When people think of colors they seldom think of white


    wedding day


    When people think of colors they seldom think of white
    But when I see the clouds floating in the sky it’s love at first sight
    They are always different never the same
    They sit so peacefully in the sky joyful and tame
    Just staring at them you get lost in dream
    Looking at them you can tell things aren’t always as they seem
    When people think of colors they seldom think of white


    clouds_814

    ~ABelle~

Friday, 14 December 2007


  •                              ~My Memories~

     

      memory

     

     

    Today will be a memory
    yesterday is a memory drifting away
    memories turn into tears,
    tearing us apart.

    Fear of moving on, afraid of change,
    in a minute this will just be a memory
    memories are all pain in vain
    memories are like dreams, a reflection of the past.

    Memories are vision of what it used to be.
    my memories are sadness and struggle
    what are yours?
    are they sadness and struggle?

    You are but a memory
    that dwindles as each day passes me by.
    and as you slowly vanish
    I huddle in my room and cry.

    A memory that’s all I have
    that’s all that’s left of you
    nothing but a mere memory
    that still lingers, only for a little while longer in my head.

    Don’t forget about the past
    without memories there is no yesterday.
    make every day one to remember a
    memory to move on with no regrets

    memories 2

    ~ABelle~

Thursday, 13 December 2007

  • ~The Christmas Tree~

    x-mas tree

    Festive lights in different colors
    Each ornament shining bright
    Making the Christmas Tree feel special.

    Every year, it's put in the same corner
    Same tree that warms my heart
    And each ornament holding a memorable treasure
    Inproving our collection of ornaments
    Being added to the Christmas Tree.

    Christmas Tree eagerly waits
    For Santa soon to come
    'When will he come, ' he thinks each night
    For Christmas Eve is soon to come.

    'He'll come today, ' Christmas Tree eagerly waits
    Staying awake till it's night-time at eight
    Ashamed, Christmas Tree goes to sleep
    And wakes up the next morning with cheerful voices
    'It's Christmas! It's Chritmas! , ' the happy children say
    As the family dances around Christmas Tree.

    Christmas Tree looks around
    There's presents and stockings
    Why there's candy canes too
    Decoration in evry color
    A happy family, a sad tree
    And as Christmas Tree is about to give up hope
    His eyes came across a specific corner
    And what did he see?

    Eaten cookies and drunken milk
    And finally a gift for Chritmas Tree.

    'He came! He came! , ' Christmas Tree nearly shouted
    For his heart was filed with glee
    Chistmas Tree danced and pranced
    Being ever so happy
    The family was shocked yet happy
    Then comes Little Betsy Lu, the youngest daughter
    And in her little hands she holds
    Christmas Tree's gift.

    'Here Christmas Tree, please open your gift first, '
    Little Betsy Lu pleaded.

    Christmas Tree opens his gift
    And finds a colorful snow globe
    And a note written for him too:

    “Christmas Tree, this is no ordinary snow globe.
    It can take you to my workshop with the push of a button
    And can take pictures of your family and you.
    I hope you like the gift
    And Merry Christmas!
    The one and only,
    Santa Clause.”

    Christmas Tree cries of joy and shows the family
    As they all play and take pictures
    'Thank you Santa, ' Christmas Tree silently says
    Continuing to play and having a:

    MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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    ~ABelle~

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