In my dream
I walked down the street in the dark
Sirens rung in my ear
Police lights flashed
I flicked up my badge and showed it to an FBI agent
I went past the yellow tape surrounding the crime scene
I looked at my partner
he stared grimly at the victim
wrapped in a black garbage bag
with trauma to the left temporal bone
The skull suggested female
about 31 years of age
the rotting of the bones suggested dead for about 5 weeks
I looked away quickly
after noticing the wound to the abdomen
showing there was fowl play
I hated these kinds of cases
but I knew they needed to be solved
I walked back to our car
My partner told the FBI where to send the remains
We headed home tonight
waiting for an anxious day of discovering the victim
and the murderer

A true friend will tell you the truth
even if it hurts
A true friend listens to your problems
and helps you resolve it
A true friend gives you a hug when your sad
and helps you up when you are down
A true friend tells you how to do better when you make a mistake
and their advice always works
A true friend will always love you no matter how many mistakes you make
and will always help you out
A true friend will doubt your ideas
but always follows through with them
A true friend understands your pain
and helps you get through
A true friend will laugh at your jokes even when their not funny
so that you don't feel bad
A true friend messes with your brain
it makes them laugh when you don't understand
A true friend trips you laughs helps you up trips you again
and keeps on laughing
A true friend will always care about you
that's what true friends are for.

I remember my coloring books
and trying to stay in the lines

But now I draw my own pictures and
lines are at the back of my mind

I remember my favorite number
was what ever number was the biggest

And now my favorite number is
5 and 23

I remember my favorite color was
red

Now I don't have a favorite color
because I don't know them all

I remember crying
because I fell off my bike

Well, now I cry
because of the terrible things that go on in the world

Those memories seem to fade
with each year that goes by

Their like a picture in a picture frame
that is starting to wash away.

Oh summer where have you gone?
Blistery cold is un-banished
By your amorous flirtations
Rain and cold permeate my being
Causing me to ponder your fickle nature

Your face hidden in feminine fancy
Oh summer I am your true love
Withhold not your charms from me
With one smile
You can banish the gloom forever.

All the Beautiful things,
Make me feel like I have wings,
Even on a stormy day,
When all words are hard to say,
The wings still lift me to the sky,
Higher than a bird can fly,
So I can see all these things,
And that is when I start to sing,
But these things are forgotten,
Just like some worn out cotton,
Even though these things exist,
People cross them off the list,
Soon no one will care,
What these things have to share,
All who knew of these things,
Now act like greedy kings,
But there is still a little hope,
For people to climb up the rope,
And see all the beautiful things,
And appreciate what this world brings.