Nanna

Through all the tears i cried,
And all the life you lived,
I promise i'll never lie,
For now i'm feeling the guilt,
I feel lost without you,
And that the worlds turned bad,
I need you by my side,
So i can hold your hand,
The love i feel for you,
I will never loose,
Even as you rest in peace,
You will never look so sad,
You're a very private person,
They say i'm just like you,
But without you here to guide me,
I'm feeling so lost and confussed

The things i see

The things I see,
Are all to me,
The natural things,
At there should be,
I see the sky,
Blue and white,
And changing in the eve,
I see the road,
Among my feet,
Guiding me down the way,
That my life should be,
I can see the people,
Walking in the street,
Conversing with one another,
And laying among my feet,
I’ve seen the snow,
Soft and white,
Cold and bright,
Laying on the ground,
Without a sound,
And falling silently,
I have seen many things in my life,
But the thing I am yet to see,
Is what will happen with the rest of my life

Different Races

There are many different races in the world,
o many you could not see,
They are all divided in the world,
So people could not shout,
The many different races,
That live around and bout,
Although they many live in the same neighbourhood,
They are still torn apart,
By the thought that which they fear,
May happen to them,
The thought is not spoken,
Encase it occurs,
And disrupts the whole neighbourhoods,
Friendly concerns,
But the different races,
Still get along,
No matter their religion,
Or place of home,
They are all connected,
As they should be,
To one another,
In the circle or harmony

The sound of music

Music can be a wondrous sound,
It can tell when someone is happy,
And when someone is sad,
It tells you a lot by the way that’s it’s played,
And it tells you a lot by the way that it sounds,
If the music is upbeat and fast,
A magical journey can begin to a vast,
The sound of the music,
Can be created in your head,
A sea of places,
You thought you never would be,
You could go to fields,
And run in the crops,
You could go to sea,
And sail in a storm,
You could travel too many places,
That the sound of the music makes,
But will the sound of the music,
Take me, to the lakes?

Life is like a flower

Life is like a flower,
It grows at the first sign of light,
It blossoms as it grows older,
The colours become more alight,
And it becomes strong with health,
It loves it environment,
And the freedom it has,
To see the world go by,
Without a care,
It watches others grow and repair,
It shares its love around,
For one and another,
It brings up its offspring,
With the gentlest touch,
It smells the world as it is,
With the different fruits and nuts,
It sees the bird flying above,
Watching the skies,
Find more love,
And when it grows old,
At least it can say,
It had a joyful life,
Watching the world at bay

Grace Diggens

Grace Diggens said to me


Lauren hunt is pretty evil
That’s why I call her the devil,
It’s obvious why my name is god
Because I’m the champ of picking up FOD,
I’m a better poet than she will ever be
Because she is half the size of me.

Grace Diggens rebound

Grace Diggens is a joke to me,
She mocks me very happily,
O god this girl,
Twice my size,
Thinks she is god,
Because of her FOD