Mistakes
Everybody makes them
Some more than others
To admit a mistake
And to learn by it means that mistake was,nt made in vane
If you get bit by a crocodile
You will be wary of them in the past
And you won,t get bitten again
Look back on your mistakes and amend them
Life is too short to make to many mistakes

I used to watch the news
Morning noon and night
No news for me anymore
It just gives me a fright
It's always bombs or murders
That seem to make the news
IS the world really that depressing
It ,s giving me the blues
A car went in the water
Six people were inside
Five of them perished
One baby survived
Do I rejoice for the baby
Then weep for the rest
Listening to the news
Puts your morals to the test
So I stopped watching and listening
To the news three times a day
Cos no news is good news
Or so some people say

One
Two
Miss a few
Six ate seven
Nine ten

I thought I was alone
Lost in dreams
Then I realised
It's not how it seems
I,m wide awake
Or so I believe
Or am I dreaming
Don,t know what to believe
Am I breathing
Or am I snoring
Answer me
Stop ignoring
Going now
Cos this is boring

Your members cheered me up
When I was feeling down
I turn to your members
When inspiration can,t be found
I find comfort when I,m writing
And solace in some of yours
Your hello poetry site
Has opened many doors
So thank you hello poetry
And to all who choose to write
I,m really pleased
To be part of your site

debbie dear debbie 
you dont quiz my friends 
this is the day 
our friendship ends 
if you had something 
you needed to know 
why didnt you ask me 
i wud of told you so 
who i sleep with 
wat i do 
really has nothing 
to do with you 
the person you asked 
i aint even met 
but she is the best friend 
i got on the net 
and wen you hurt my friends 
and make them cry 
thats wen the time comes 
we must say goodbye 
so take care debbie 
hope all your dreams come true 
i wish you all the best 
i really do 
gonna delete you off my facebook 
now ive told you why 
take care of urself debbie 
adios and goodbye

you can take my pride
take my dignity
call me abuse me 
throw your stones at me 
break my heart 
make me cry
but you cant take my memories
cos they will never die 
the good ones are precious
the bad ones are too
they all mean so much 
cos there memories of you 
one day we,ll meet in heaven 
i feel this in my heart
then i,ll shelve my fading memories
so the new ones can start
we will dance to golden harps
and fly on angels wings
when i get to heaven 
is when my life begins
this world i face without you 
has never been the same 
the wind in the treetops 
still calls out your name 
everywere i go 
and everything i do 
reminds me of the precious times 
i was proud to spend with you 
wait for me in heaven
i promise i,ll soon be there 
to meet with you and hold you 
and find new memories we can share