Rising sun gently kisses her brows,
she transforms to a rose,
on that  ethereal vision of beauty,
he goes through a metamorphosis.

There is a certain luring
guilt in weakening
the strong.

Love is endless, love is patient, love is free, love is blind.
Above all else, love is merciful and kind.
When you are alone, and there's no one to find.
Please remember that you are loved.
The path of your life is still being made, your trail is still being set.
Your hands will be dry as the heat from the sun and often your feet will be wet.
Alone you will work towards a goal not known yet.
In this time remember that you are loved.
And people will trip you just to get ahead, you know of no one you can trust.
Often it feels like your heart and your soul do nothing but gather some dust.
Overwhelmed you'll feel small as a speck in a gust.
Never forget that you are loved.
The hurt will not own you, you're stronger than that, you know this much to be true.
In the end you'll look back at the things you have made and old will again be made new.
You are greater than you can ever believe, if only you could see what you'll do.
One day, you'll know you are loved.

Though You Grow ****** Hair--You Are No Man,
And Though You Can Stand Tall,
You Are Still Just A Boy,
Your Mind Is A Book With A Lexicon Too Simple,
A Plot Too Predictable--A Resolution Too Unethical,
And I No Longer Want Magic Tree House Books,
I Do Not Want A Picture Book,
If The Pictures Are Not Of Natural Marvels,
I Do Not Want A Bubble Gum Chewing,
Bubble Blowing, "Coodie" Crazy Monstrosity,
And I Do Not Want A Boy If All They Want Is My Body,
Too Many Guys Are Boys But Believe They Are Men,
Girls And Women Too--Believe Me,
*Just Grow Up Already