Daddy, It Hurts....

At least 5 children each day from around the world die from child abuse! The following is supposedly to be a true story. If you're against child abuse, please pass on the message to others...

My name is Chris

I am three

My eyes are swollen..

I cannot see.

I must be stupid

I must be bad

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren't ugly

Then maybe my Mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can't do a wrong

I can't speak at all

Or else I'm locked up

All day long.

Today

Today I will delete from my diary

two days: yesterday and tomorrow

Yesterday was to learn

and tomorrow will be the consequence

of what I can do today.

If One Day...

If one day you feel like crying
Call me
I don't promise that I will make you laugh
But I can cry with you

Why Do I Cry?

Sometimes we argue, I don't know why.
Then I sit and wonder, why do I cry?


I cry because I love you, I cry because I care,
I cry because I feel we have a love so rare,
sometimes I'm afraid I'll turn around and you won't be there.
I love you every minute, I love you every day,
I even love you when we argue, I love you when we play.

Poem Of Love Accounting

In the journal paper of my heart,
I have written a journal entry.
Debiting your love and your affection.


Darling you write the narration,
Your first love, I had already adjusted
On the ledger-folio column,
Any way our relations are true assets

Who Am I?

You may know me.
I'm your constant companion.
I'm you greatest helper.
I'm your heaviest burden.


I will push you onward or drag you down to failure.
I am at your command.
Half the tasks you do can be turned over to me.
I'm able to do them quickly, and
I'm able to do them the same every time.

Life

Life comes an life goes
Somebody die and someone is born
Life is precious
Life is love
Life is everything we get from above