The sun is a fleeting thing
It rises in the morning
It lights our world as the day goes by
We work in its shadow and revel in its rays
But sometimes we want to cry
When the last light of day slips through our fingers.

Love is very rare
It's a feeling we all should share
Something that binds us to one another
But all too often in our lives we do nothing
As the love we should always feel for each other
Slips through our fingers.

Life is a gift to us all
It flows through the air we breathe
And dies in our tears when we grieve
Its in the food we eat, the wine we drink
But the laughter stops  sometimes
And life comes to a standstill
But unless we catch it in our fists
It will slip through our fingers.

Happiness comes and goes
When one will feel it, no one knows.
It is unpredictable as a tornado
It can so easily be muffled by storm clouds
When we let our happiness slip through our fingers.

No matter how poor a person is
Hope still lives in the ground they walk upon
The air flowing through their lungs.
It keeps the world round
and spinning around the sun.
It is the basis of happiness and love
and the one thing in life someone can never lose
unless they let it slip through their fingers.

But even then.
They can always catch it
Before it hits the ground.

Watch where you step,
although the forest seems kind
it has a nasty secret
and might just bite you
from behind.

Happy Birthday to you
Here's a poem for you
And thus I shall sing it
Happy Birthday to you

You were born on this day
And now I have to pay.
But since I've got no money,
This rhyme I shall lay

Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do

You're fourteen years old
Good lord you are old!
You should start looking into health care!
You're fourteen years old.

Now since I'm your friend
I'll be there till the end
Even if you go crazy
I'll always be your friend

Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do

Now woman watch out
Better practice your pout
The boys'll knock down your door!
You tell them, "get out!"

Happy Birthday to you
Here's a poem for you
And thus I shall sing it
Happy Birthday to you

Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do

Happy Birthday to you
You don't belong in a zoo
And whatever happens next
Just remember I'll always love you

My Good Friends…

Spell my name right

Know that my favorite color’s green

Aren’t afraid to bluntly admit my flaws

Know my middle name is Grey with an E

Know that I talk to myself

Acknowledge and share my obsession with books

Listen when I’m having a rant

Know how to calm me down

Know when I’m hiding something

Have secret jokes with me

Tell me what they think

Can talk with me for hours on the phone

Know how to make me laugh

Encourage me about my future

Ask me about anything and everything

Are always THERE to lend a hand, an ear, or a heart.

I was upstairs doing science
I came down for a break
I had sixty seconds to eat a snack
So I fixed myself a shake.

I sipped for fifteen minutes
Then my mother said, "Alright.
It's time to go upstairs to work
or we're gonna have a fight

I looked up at the clock
and I said to mom, "Already?
I still have fifty seconds left
and I still want some spaghetti."

I went to my computer and
I played a fishing game.
I played for twenty minutes
till my mom called out my name

"It's time to go upstairs, my dear!
The day is near its end!"
I still had forty seconds, though
and emails left to send

I sat down on the piano bench
and played the whole book through.
My birds began to chirp and tweet
I clapped my hands and stomped my feet.

My mom began to scream and shout
"Get up, go work, or you'll be out!"
"I only played six songs you know!
I've thirty seconds left to go!"

I opened the door
and stepped quickly outside
I searched for ten minutes
for a good place to hide.

I heard some rustling
very nearby and
a short moment later,
my mom cried out, "WHY??"

"You're deliberately wasting!
Go on! Do your school!
You're driving me crazy!
I'm starting to drool!"

"Please mom, come on!
I thought you were smart.
I've got twenty seconds,
I think I'll do art!"

I got out my pencils,
crayons and paint
I scribbled on paper.
My mom, she felt faint.

"You're getting me mad!
My hair's turning grey!
My skin's turning purple!"
She started to say.

She collapsed on the floor
and screamed ****** ******.
I think everyone in the world
could have heard her.

"Why aren't you working?
I really don't know!
Waiting for you is like
watching grass grow!"

My painting of oranges,
roses and pears,
was super fantastic
but mom didn't care.

I cleaned up the brushes
and rinsed out my hair.
And all this I did
with ten seconds to spare!

I looked out the window,
the sky was pitch black.
The day, it was over,
there's no turning back.

My science, unfinished,
my math stayed undone.
My mother lay limp,
but at least I had fun!

Everything is pitch black
Birds have flown away
When the sun goes down at the end of the day.

The nightlights are turned on
In beds children lay
When the sun goes down at the end of the day

The world has grown silent
The trees do not sway
When the sun goes down at the end of the day

Everyone is tired
The sky turns to grey
When the sun goes down at the end of the day.

The darkness is endless
And try as we may
There's no way to bring back the lightness of day.

All people are putting
Desires at bay
There's no more to want at the end of the day.

Hello.
Hello yourself.
What do you want?
What about you?
What is up?
What’s with you?
I am trying to get rid of you.
Hello.
Hello yourself.
Why do you keep saying that?
Why do you?
You are a pain.
So are you.
Why can I not run from you?
You can not get away because,
you are me and I am you.