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here's a few poems tt are my fav:
can't believe that you're really gone now.
Seems like it's all just a dream.
How can it be that the world will go on when something has died within me.
Leaves will turn, my heart will burn, with colors of you.
Snow will fall, but I'll recall your warmth, summer wind, breathing in your memory.
I'll miss you.
But there will be a time when I'll see your face.
And I'll hear your voice. And there we will laugh again.
And there will come a day when I'll hold you close.
No more tears to cause we'll have forever.
But I'll say goodbye for now.
I can't imagine my life without you.
You held a place all your own.
Just knowing you were beneath the same sky, Oh what a joy I have known.
On rainy days, in many ways you'll water my heart.
On starry nights I'll glimpse the light of your smile.
Never far from my heart.
You'll stay with me, so I'll wait.
So, I’ll wait.
But there will be a time when I'll see your face.
And I'll hear your voice.
And there we will laugh again.
And there will come a day when I'll hold you close.
No more tears to cause we'll have forever.
But I'll say goodbye for now.
~crazyandy

talk to you every now and then,
I never felt so alone again,
I stop to think at the wishing well,
My mind's spinning like a carousel...
Here I am standing on my own,
Not an answer from the telephone,
I know not the reason why,
Solitudes a reason to die...
Just you wait and see..
School life, it is a waking dream,
Are you feeling alone?
~biganyone

Some people say love is blind,
but I think love is beautiful.
Everything and everyone can feel love- Birds, humans and animals-all living creatures.
Love means caring and showing understanding.
Love means bein there when someone is in need.
Love is being a friend.
You can love your pets, your doll, your favorite chair, Your friends and family.
Love can be just bout anything you want it to be.
Love is a choice.
~i wrote it

Bottled up inside Are the words i never said,
The feelings that i hide,
The lines you never read.
You can see it in my eyes, Read it on my face:
trapped inside are lies Of the past i can't replace.
With memories that linger-
Won't seem to go away.
Why can't I be happier?
Today's a brand-new day.
Yesterdays are over, Even though the hurting's not.
Nothing lasts forever, I must cherish what I've got.
Don't take my love for granted,
For soon it will be gone-
All you ever wanted Of the love you though you'd won.
~me

The Purple Belt

A few years ago, I organized the Kick Drugs Out of American Foundation. It is and organization designed to work with high-risk, inner-city children. The idea is to teach the kids martial arts, to help raise their self-esteem and instill discipline and respect for themselves and others. Many of the kids, boys as well as girls, come from broken homes and are having trouble in school and in their lives in general. I'm pleased to say that the program has been working phenomenally well. Most young people quick adapt to the philosophy of the martial arts.

After more than thirty-five years in the martial arts, competing and training thousands of young people, there is one story that is engraved in my memory. It was told to me by Alice McCleary, one of my Kick Drugs Out of America Black belt instructors. One of her young students showed up for karate training without his purple belt. Alice rememnded him that part of his reponsibility as a student was to have his karate uniform and belt with him at all times.
"Where is your belt?'' she asked.
The boy lookeds at the floor and said he didn't have it.
''Where is it?''Alice repeated. After presiing the boy to answer, he quietly lifted his head and looked at her and replied, ''My baby sister died and i put it in her coffin to take to heaven with her.''

Alice had tears in her eyes as she told me this story.
''That belt was probably his most important possession,'' she said
The boy had learnt to give his best, unselfishly.

~Chuck Norris