"I think over again my small adventures My fears, those small ones that seemed so big For all the vital things I had to get and reach And yet there is only one great thing The only thing To live to see the great day that dawns And the light that fills the world."
- Unknown Inuit -
... another monday, a new week. I wish you dear Friend, a perfect one With Love Ana
Our friendship is an ocean Stretching Far and wide Never ending Filled with memories That last a lifetime Our friendship is Just like the stars Both go beyond Man's reach So best friends it is Now and forever. That's the best feeling there is Nothing could be better Now and forever.
"Great spirits have always found violent opposition from mediocrities. The latter cannot understand it when a man does not thoughtlessly submit to hereditary prejudices, but honestly and courageously uses his intelligence and fulfills the duty to express the results of his thought in clear form." Albert Einstein
"A friend is someone who dances with you in the sunlight and, walks with you in the shadows. Is someone who stays there in silence and, hears what you say no mater the subject. Walks by your side and, behind you and catchs if you stumble. A FRIEND is a gift, a treasure to keep,to honour, whom we give a permanent place in our hearts."
... I love you sweet friend and, I wish you a wonderful weekend. Ana
Three ghosts knocking on my door, I gave them candy now they want more! Down the street, here comes a nurse, and a mummy clearly under a curse. Thankfully it's only just one night (or my candy bill would give me a fright!) I'm glad it s only once a year So sit back and enjoy - - Halloween is here!
What is a Poem A poem is hidden in the soundlessspeechless soft clouds Tossing turning twisting in the crystal clear aquamarine sky Look inside a pleasing pretty flower Climb immeasurable immenseimpressive mountains If you find a poem handle it carefully Like a newborn puppy For a poem can die or slip through fingers Like creamy butter And be lost in the dark streets Look in places where you have never been before And there you might find a poem Lost somewhere in the soft clouds The clear sky or a pretty flower Waiting for you! by Amber Hickman (aged 8)