The Sun Closed It's Eye,
In It's Plush Seat In The Sky,
The Land Bright Below

                       *A Slight Breeze Gestured
              As The Thick Grey Clouds Rolled In
                      Although All Was Calm

The Wind Whispered Soft,
As The Trees Started To Sway,
The Storm Is Brewing

                          Flurries Fell Heavy,
              As The Wind Bellowed Harshly,
                       The Storm Has Begun

The Ice Cold Wind Screamed,
As It Stripped Every Tree's Leaf,
The Storm Was Angry

                           Every Last Leaf Lay,
        On The Ground's Fresh Powdered Snow,
                       The Storm Was Fading            

*The Sun's Opened Eye,
Watched From It's Seat In The Sky,
As The Blizzard Fled

I'll give you my thoughts for a penny.

Only a penny, because they're certainly not worth a nickel, five cents for the five fingers I'll frequently run along my collarbones, imagining myself imagining the moment when you did the same, all that's left now is the ghost of your fingers, negative space.

Not worth a dime. A dime I'll use to buy a caramel that'll glue my teeth together and trap the words I know I'll regret later on.

The sweetness of my unsaid words will linger for hours.

Not worth a quarter, 25, enough for all my fingers and toes, and one more for the hand that seems to linger around my throat, incarcerating monologues I can't seem to make anyone understand.

Certainly not worth a dollar, a dollar I'd use to buy sour patch kids, partly because I know they're your favorite, (you can appreciate the way they'll sting your tongue after a while, and the oxymoron living in the sour sugar that coats them), and partly because I sure am sour, and after all, I'm only a kid.

The blue color of the Forget me not
Reflects the blue felt in a heart
When the person you love the most
has forgotten you're their other part.

Forget me not I beg
It is for you I care the most
It is my arms I thought forever
Would be your loyal host.

I love you like the summer sun
Adores the summer sky
It only leaves when the moon is up
Or clouds close up and cry.

Forget me not, I love you
How could you forget me dear?
Your love is my protection
And your rejection, my fear.

You and I have made it
We cried and hit and fought
But through it all I've fallen
So please love, forget me not.

Life is hard, life is what you can do with it. Life is learning, stopping and trying again. Life is loving, letting go, and hurting, pain so deep  you want to die. Life is not what you can not do but what you can. Life is not giving up. Life is i. forgiving yourself and others. Life is seeing the good not the bad. Life is seeing the beauty all around. Life is the very quite and the dark. Life is to give, love, time, gifts, prayers, and yourself. Life is doing the best you can do, and knowing when to say enough. Life is letting go and trusting that GOD will be
there when I can . Life is trust...in GOD,.self and others.
Life is believing.in tomorrow. Life is loving and
giving love even when you don't want to. Life IS hurting those you love, so they can grow and learn

knowing you are loved. Life is knowing GOD        
forgives,.GOD forgives no matter what as long as long as I can forgive myself. Life is Hard  but life is special, what.else