So who am I now, for the all the world to see?
And what do you really see when you look at me?

He makes me feel special when he holds me this night,
And I say a little prayer that it all turns out alright.

So when someone tells you they have always been honest with you,
how are you supposed to know if it is really true?

But what is honesty for one is not always honesty for the other.
Some people will draw a line for themselves
then draw a different one for another.

If you think your being honest with your mate
Think again as they may perceive things differently.

Society of today full of greed
Does teach our children lots, which is not good.
They see the greed and they misunderstood.
The base of greed is evil spawn indeed,
They think that gold is what they need to heed
To make a life of good.  But if I could
Tell them today is it so bad, I would.
I would tell them this path do not proceed.

So turn away my children dears, and hear
What I have said.  Do not let greed get near.
Do not let greed get in your heart and soul
For once it sticks and holds it will control
Your life. Then you will be no good you see
For evil will control the life of thee.

Giving from the heart is one of the most joyful things we can do
and in return the giving and happiness comes right back at you.

In sacrificing yourself, you are actually saying, “I will do without”
But when you give of yourself you are sharing without a doubt.

And when your feeling a joy from within, you don’t even have to think,
It feels like a natural overflow, and the world is in sync.

Thank you so much for the happiness you share with me,
because I have so much more to give, and that is the key!

As I opened the gift, and saw my new friend.
All you could hear was a cry of joy.
Both Doll and I were only three feet tall.
‘Chatty Cathy’ was my most favorite toy.

My dad thought is was silly to see.
when I worried more that my doll might fall.
‘Chatty Cathy’ was my most favorite toy.
Both Doll and I were only three feet tall.

I talked and I talked and never did stop.
Just like my new friend, that I now did enjoy.
Both Doll and I were only three feet tall.
‘Chatty Cathy’ was my most favorite toy.

Note:From that day on my fathers nick name for me was Chatty Kathy.
My real name is Kathleen and I love to talk.

I think it might have been a bit of wit,
But then I think it might have been a spark
So now I must decide and then submit
A poem.  Then write the poem and make my mark.

I could have picked a poem about a lark,
And told of how to flew across the room.
I could have picked a poem about the dark,
And told of how the dark can be a tomb.

As you can see I wrote this poem of this,
A mind’s first thought can be like cheese of Swiss.

 

Luck O’ Irish, this I have with pride,
Especially with crocks of gold I do hide.
Pots and crocks of gold, you do pursue,
Rainbows, rainbows, is my big clue,
Even if you think you can find my
Crock of gold, It’s mine to have and to hold.
Having a trick that is special to me,
All you will get is ashes, don’t you see.
Understand this when next we do meet,
Nothing is faster than my small tiny feet.

So maybe you can listen and watch them all,
From you own little corner of this new place.
A person goes by with a dog walking alone,
You wave to say hello, even doing that is hard,
Because you know it might be just a matter of time,
Before they find out what you don*t know.

But for now you a safe, cause they don’t know
That the words they speak you don’t know at all.
But you know it will show the very first time,
They try to converse with you in this new place.
But you get some nerve and tell yourself; it’s not hard,
And you try to overcome the feeling of being alone.

So again you sit on the porch all alone,
And start to get comfortable with the area you know,
As that person comes out the house slamming the door hard.
At this point you hope they don’t notice you at all,
And you lucky, as they start working around their place,
They stop that and start washing their car this time.

So you relax and get comfortable again over time,
So music starts to play, but it makes you feel more alone.
As it does not use your words, but music from this new place.
So you convince yourself, it is OK cause one day I will know
And maybe then I won’t feel like an outcast at all,
But for the moment this is all very hard.

Suddenly the music is so very loud and hard,
So you go into the house for some quiet time
But the music is blaring and inside is not quiet at all
But you can’t tell them to lower the music, cause you’re alone
And nothing of the language do you know.
So all you can do for now just wait and put up with this place.

It is so hard, to be on you’re own and alone,
But over some time, you will come to know,
That you’re not at all – alone in your new place